Author's Notes: First of all, I do not own Harry Potter. Second, this AU is a bit dark, so you might want to skip it if you're uncomfortable with deaths. Third, I'm still debating if this will solely be an SBHG oneshot, a multi-chaptered fanfic or if this should be a Hermione x Multi one-shot/multi-chaptered fic so watch out for booby traps.
Chapter One: donation mortis causa
"And the first heiress of this House shall fall in time, where pain and suffering will plague her day and night. Born as the ninth month begins to close, the family she's born again is doomed to fall. Her power and might shall be for the light, but darkness shrouds her House in fight. Fear not for she's destined to return, as the last scion of the house falls. And the first heiress of this House shall fall in time…"
Lucius Abraxas Malfoy does not believe in fates, in curses and prophecies, all except for one.
The one that's decidedly for his House.
The one that broke their family in two.
As the Patriarch of House Malfoy after his father's death, the wards of Malfoy Manor renewed it's allegiance to the House through him.
The heir of House Malfoy.
And right now, as he watched his sister-in-law sent curse after curse to Potter's mudblood friend, he could feel the wards reacting and healing the sprawled out witch – he ignored it then.
That was his first mistake.
His second mistake was binding her and not letting her get away with the Potter scion and the Weasley boy.
Now, here he was, watching in most definite horror as the Dark Lord, the one he promised to follow, sent hex after hex at the witch as she slowly started to change right in front of him.
"What's wrong Lucius? You didn't know it was her all along?" he heard the Dark Lord taunted, which made him snap towards the thing with a blink.
"My lord? I don't understa – " he started but he was cut off.
"Bella! Do a simple charm for me, will you? A simple paternity charm?" he heard the thing, simpered at his deranged sister-in-law.
When the letters flowed above the broken body of the witch in front of them, he felt his heart dropped as his body completely gave out on him as he collapsed on his knees.
Because there, in the writing associated to his house, was the name he thought he'd never see.
MIA ALESSANDRA MALFOY
DAUGHTER - ABRAXAS AND FREJA MALFOY
SIBLING - LUCIUS ABRAXAS MALFOY
GRANDDAUGHTER - SEPTIMUS AND EVGENIA MALFOY
GREAT GRAND-DAUGHTER –
His face contorted to one into horror as he watched his family tree slowly form – and from behind him, he could hear his son dry heaving.
But it was worse for him.
Indeed, for him, the worst has happened.
He found his sister, the one he's been looking for, for so many years – 'Mia Alessandra Malfoy,' he read the name again, and the next time he looked away, he completely broke down on his knees and wept.
He cried.
He apologized.
He crept up to her and held her hand and apologized as he cried over and over and over.
"I should have known"
"I was looking for you, for so long"
The words left his lips and bled a thousand times as he completely lost it in front of his family, the gathered Death Eaters and the Dark Lord himself.
"Tut tut Lucius, how pathetic you and your father were" he heard the thing say again and he had to bite his lips until it bled for how he must look right now.
Mia Alessandra Malfoy.
He remembered, as well as he should, since he was the one who gave her the name.
He was sitting at his father's study then with his father whose probably on his fifth cigar. They were waiting for his mother who went to a healer to confirm whether or not she was pregnant.
"It's to be a girl" he heard his mother confirm once she located them both at the study. He immediately stood from where he was sitting to greet his mother when the woman in question gave him a slow shake of the head and headed towards his father and pulled the unlit cigar from between his father's lips and vanished it with a flourish.
He heard his father's breath catch.
A girl?
A sister?
He's to have a sister?
He mused as he saw his parents whisper arguably to each other.
From the corner of his eyes he saw his father's hand tightening his grip on his cane as his brow creased in concern and anger.
He knew what this meant.
The story was told by his Governor over and over, how his ancestor, Nicholas Malfoy, supposedly killed many muggles during the Black Death era and guised them as victims of it. Of course, it was never proven by the Wizarding Council, but it was, as far as his family history is concerned, close to the truth, considering there was a family curse passed down from generation to generation of Malfoy men.
A hag, whose muggle lover was killed by his ancestor, cursed their House to bore only one son per generation, to continue the line, and when the time came, that a woman is birthed in the family, she shall face the most hardships and will be plagued by death always at her doorstep.
And so the story has been told.
And now here they are, his mother confirmed to be carrying his baby sister in her womb.
A sister – a girl, he still couldn't believe it.
He turned to his parents to gauge her reaction, but when he did, he wished he didn't.
"My baby girl" he heard his mother say before she broke into a sob.
He saw his father holding her as he saw his father's eyes mist in both guilt and shame.
A few minutes passed and it seemed that his parents finally remembered of his attendance in the room and acknowledged him with an apology, to which he just most easily dismissed as he has far more questions than concerns.
"What shall be her name?" he asked after another beat of silence.
"What do you think would fit appropriately?" his mother countered, making his eyes bulge out of his sockets.
"I can name my baby sister?" he asked, clearly overwhelmed.
"Just don't name her without thinking" he heard his father scoff from the side.
In truth, he could feel that his father was holding himself back. He knew, that this baby girl, before she's even born, will be doted by him and both their parents, and he just took the opportunity from his father to give her baby sister a name fit for a warrior, his mother said.
"Mia Alessandra" he told them after a while
"Mia Alessandra Malfoy" he declared again, this time, with certainty and pride.
He turned to his parents to gauge their reaction and his eyes brimmed with love and pride when he saw them smiling at the name with approval before he heard his father's words before he was dismissed.
"You must take care of him Lucius. You must always look after your sister"
That was his most solid memory of both his parents.
And of course, of course he was bound to fail, even his father knew that, and it was all because of the Malfoy curse.
They were all naïve, a long time ago. They thought that if they were careful in raising her, leave her under the protection of the most powerful families in Wizarding Britain, that they could save her from the curse somehow. That if she's to be named under a different name, sent to a different place, protected under a different life, she'll live.
So, as soon as she was born, on September 19, 1960, she was immediately betrothed to Sirius Orion Black III, heir to the Most Ancient and Noble House of Black, through a blood contract that bound both families together.
Dorea Potter nee Black and Lyall Lupin were named godparents almost immediately as well, tying four powerful families together.
And for a few years they studied the curse over and over until they were able to breathe, as they all watched the girl grew into herself.
Until his sister's sixth birthday.
He was already a first year student at Hogwarts then, he remembered vividly, he was called on the 19th of September for his attendance to his sister's birthday. It was to be a family event – it was always a family event when it comes to his sister, after all.
The Blacks were in attendance, of course, as well as the Potters and the Lupins.
He remembered the Black brothers hovering over her sister then, as the Lupin boy and the Potter boy watch in amusement as five year old Regulus Black held his sister's right hand while Sirius Black was tugging her from her left hand.
They were just playing then, that much was certain, when all of a sudden, they heard a detached voice speaking as if it was whispering at their ears.
'Consummatum est' it whispered to them, and it took him a few seconds before it clicked and translated in his head as he turned to watch her sister being bitten by an almost translucent snake before escaping.
He watched in horror as his sister fell and the four boys stared in annoyance at their friend who fell asleep, and the most horrifying screech was heard from his mother then.
The next events were a flurry of horrifying activity of connecting his sister's magical core to their sentient House, then to immediately adults weaving spell after spell to protect her as they all know, her sister is now bound to 'fall in time' and they were still naïve then to think – they thought that any resemblance to the Malfoy's would definitely tip her off and endanger her, unknowing of the time and place she will be sent.
She was given a permanent glamour, her new identity hidden even to him, for her own safety. And as her sister fade into nothingness, and his mother wept along with the other women in the room, he was left to care for the four boys that were traumatized to see their friend and intended in Sirius' case, fall.
It was decided, not later then, that the boys are to be obliviated – including him.
They refused.
He, most of all.
He does not want to forget his sister after all.
But in the end, his father won, and he was obliviated of his sister's new identity, while the boys were obliviated of her existence altogether.
They mourned for a full year after that. The boys stopped coming over as well, and the four Houses were divided again as the one that connected them no longer with them.
The downside or upside, depending on who looks at it, was that, in place of his sister, he needed to be betrothed to someone in the Black family, who, as it happens, had three girls through Cygnus Black, Orion's cousin, who immediately recommended his youngest, Narcissa Black, who he now have as a wife.
The four families drifted apart, and was more divided as soon as the boys that he once watched grow up, reached their eleventh birthday and started coming to Hogwarts themselves.
It was inevitable, for those three to band together, he thought back then, even after obliviation.
Walburga was rightfully incensed that her eldest son immediately took on the two boys with him – the one, Lyall's son, was now a known werewolf boy amongst all the pureblood families, while Dorea's son, was more trouble than he's always worth.
It reminded Walburga more of what they lost.
Connections to then prized Houses.
Had his sister lived, she's to be the next Lady Black, god-daughter to a Potter and a Lupin, but then that was hashed as soon as his sister faded. And as Sirius aged, it seemed that her son refused to settle down and live up to the family name now that his intended has already gone, so she resorted to forcing him to do as the family should.
Until he ran away.
And then Voldemort rose to power, and his father, being too heartbroken, was promised knowledge by the Dark Lord, to do as he wishes and he shall help them find her – 'I am the heir of Slytherin, I know magic, most people do not – is it not that the one that took your daughter was a snake?' he remembered the man promising his father, hence their allegiance to him in the first war.
The Potters immediately denounced them thereafter.
The Lupins followed.
The Blacks remained steadfast beside them, but mostly because Narcissa was already to be wed to him.
It was disaster after disaster, but still, he persevered.
His father refused to give him knowledge about his sister – 'She needs to be protected from us' he could remember him saying to him every time he asked, only to hear the same man asking the Dark Lord whether his resources were still lacking in tracking down knowledge about his treasure.
The Dark Lord was vanquished before any knowledge was put forth about his sister.
He never hated a baby more than he hated Harry James Potter then and even years after.
He was the reminder of knowledge that he lost.
"My lord, spare her, take me instead" he managed to blurt out after a while.
"Her life – my lord, spare her, kill me instead" he begged, as he distantly heard the shouts of his beloved wife and son.
"And what would I do with your life Lucius? It's her I need here. Surely you know, that Harry Potter would miss his mudblood friend and rescue her" again, he bit his lips at that.
He turned to his sister whose breath was starting to turn shallow and his heart broke as he watched the family curse bring her to her knees.
"It's a curse Lucius, surely you know how it works" he heard the Dark Lord say once more but then he was beyond listening at that point.
The world tuned out as he felt the wards of the sentient house of his ancestors respond to the girl lying prostrate on their parlour.
'Her magical core is connected to the house' he thought, as all his research about time magic reared at the front of his mind.
'One last magic, for you' he thought as he immediately gripped his wand and casted the strongest wards he knew between him, his sister and everyone else in the room as he silently sent an apology to his wife and son, as he chanted the darkest blood magic that he knew.
"ab aeterno, ab antiquo. Tempus consumens, tempus rediit. ab aeterno, ab antiquo"
He chanted twice as he felt his magic being siphoned out of him and directly towards the light enveloping the slight frame of his sister whose slowly regaining his consciousness.
This was the darkest magic relating to time – being blood magic, this was also part of those forbidden to be practiced by anyone as what it basically does, is send someone back in time, but at a price of life and magic.
As his magic started draining out of him and towards the witch, he could feel the wards he built being broken from all sides and he hastened his pace if at all possible, and as the wards fell, and the first spell hit him, he could feel her slipping away – just like she did all those years ago.
And as he was left to bleed to his death together with his entire family, he smiled as he realized that he won, somehow, as he indeed manage to send his sister back in time – now all that's left is for his family to act.
This future will definitely be no more.
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