Harry Potter: The Dark Lord's Downfall

Summary: For ten years she was kept a secret, now it's time for the Wizarding world to finally meet Phoebe, as she sets out to prove that not all Malfoy's support the Dark Lord.

Chapter One

"Congratulations Mr Malfoy," the Healer said smiling proudly at the older Malfoy in the waiting area of St Mungo's "You are the proud father of twins!"

Twins. The word hung in the air as silence followed the statement. The Healer frowned considerably as his patient's husband did not respond immediately, and merely put it down to surprise at the revelation. Even he would admit that he had been surprised when Narcissa Malfoy had told him she felt the need to push after her son had been born, he was for sure that she was only expecting a son, but nope another child had been developing for the past 9 months and no magic or scans had picked up on the small bundle.

"Twins?" Lucius Malfoy finally asked "Are you positive?"

"Yes, sir" the Healer nodded "Your wife has given birth to twins. A son and daughter." he beamed brightly once more "Would you like to see them?"

Lucius nodded and swept around the man and into the room in which his wife occupied.

Narcissa was propped up in a small bed, her black hair hung in ringlets over the pillows and she looked positively exhausted, however, she smiled upon his entry and motioned with her eyes towards the two tables beside her. In one lay a tiny baby wrapped in a blue blanket, while in the second lay another baby in a pink blanket "I was just as surprised," Narcissa said, her voice tired.

"Twins," Lucius repeated himself as he approached the two bundles that were his son and daughter "there must be some mistake, Narcissa"

"No," his wife answered "No mistake. They are both ours. She has your eyes, Lucius"

Lucius stared at the female baby in front of him; he could not see her eyes at this very moment because she was sound asleep just like her brother, and so he would have to take his wife's word for it at the moment. He nodded firmly and withdrew his presence from the children "You look tired," he spoke, addressing his wife this time "Rest"

Narcissa nodded as she settled down into her pillows, her eyes drooped and soon she was asleep.

Lucius sighed heavily as he turned away from his wife and children, and shook his head it was not possible that he had twins. He could not have twins. Only a son. His son would inherit everything from him when he became of age, his son was the heir to the Malfoy fortune, but now he had a daughter to provide for too...

...unless...

Turning swiftly from the window Lucius crossed the room and left the ward, he had a letter to send urgently. He knew that Narcissa would hate him for this but it was the only possible way that he could be sure that the Malfoy fortune would go to his son. A female heir was trouble and he could not afford trouble when it came to his legacy. His reputation within the Wizarding world resided on this, if people were to learn that he had a daughter, he did not even want to think about what they would attempt to get his hands on his fortune.

Females were only good for one purpose. Wives. They could not be trusted when it came to upholding family traditions, or family names. His daughter would not be a Malfoy forever...

...no, today...today would be her first and last day as a Malfoy.

~*Ten Years Later*~

Phoebe blinked as a bell rung from the outside of the store signalling that someone had just entered, Madam Malkin's who had been in the middle of pinning up the black robes that the eleven year old was wearing paused, and looked over her shoulder "One second dear," she smiled at Phoebe "I will be right back"

"Please," Phoebe responded with a smile "Take your time"

Madam Malkin's nodded once as she disappeared out into the main part of her store, Phoebe could hear faint voices, but allowed her attention to drift as she looked around the store, it was covered in various different robes all of which were different colours; there were basic black ones, but then there were baby blue, gold, pink, green, purple and there were even yellow robes.

"- got a young lady being fitted up just now, in fact" Madam Malkin's voice sounded quietly, as she returned to the back room

Phoebe looked towards the door and watched interestingly as a Platinum blonde followed the shop keeper into the back room, from first sight Phoebe would have honestly said that the boy looked ill! He was so pale in comparison to his hair he looked like he was on his death bed; he had a pointed face and stormy grey eyes.

"Hullo," he drawled, stepping up onto the chair beside Phoebe "Hogwarts too?"

"No," Phoebe responded "I'm an eleven year old who is buying school supplies that I intend to use at home for the whole term! Of course I am going to Hogwarts, you idiot!"

The boy glowered distastefully at her "What is your name?" he asked

"What is yours?"

"Draco," the boy responded "Draco Malfoy. And it will do you well to show me some respect"

Phoebe smirked oh, so this is my dear old brother she thought to herself "Well, honey, if you don't know who I am, then you clearly do not deserve to know" she smiled sweetly

"You're done dear," Madam Malkin's declared, finishing up Phoebe's robes "Would you like duplicates?"

"Yes please," Phoebe smiled, jumping down off the stool and hurrying to the corner where she had deposited her overhead bag and jacket, she slung them over her shoulder and turned back to Draco "Bye Dragon" she drawled, before turning toe and leaving the back of the store.

Draco stared dumbfounded after her

After paying for her essentials, Phoebe reached for the handle of the door just as it was pushed open from the other side "Oh," she squeaked withdrawing quickly as not to get smashed into, on the other side stood a scrawny looking boy with glasses; he had messy black hair and emerald green eyes.

"Oh, sorry about that," the boy apologized, stepping aside and allowing her to pass

"Thank you," Phoebe curtseyed politely, and she skirted around him and out onto the cobble-stone path beyond the door "See you around sometime," she told him as she turned back to face him. She then waved and danced off down the street in search of her guardian.

~*Phoebe*~

Serefina Blackheart surveyed her goddaughter who was munching happily on a Blueberry and Raspberry ice-cream with chopped chocolate chips as they walked through the streets of Diagon Alley, Phoebe had been so quiet since she had returned from Madam Malkin's, and Serefina couldn't help but wonder if something had happened while they were away from one another "Phoebe, are you okay?" she asked with concern "You've been awfully quiet"

"Everything's fine," Phoebe smiled "Why wouldn't it be?

"You just seem very quiet," Serefina responded "Did everything go all right in Madam Malkin's"

Phoebe nodded "Yes. She stitched me up. A boy interrupted mid-way through, I paid and I left..."

"Who was the boy?"

Phoebe hesitated

"Phoebe..." Serefina warned, her eyes darkening quickly sending a slight tremor throughout Diagon Alley

Phoebe stared up at her Godmother "Draco Malfoy" she answered

Another tremor hit this time bigger...stronger. People screamed near-by and Phoebe had to grab her guardian to calm her before she exposed herself and destroyed half of the alley "Aunt Serefina!" she hissed "Stop it! You will draw attention to us!"

"Why didn't you tell me that Malfoy was here?" Serefina demanded angrily "You know how I feel about them Phoebe!"

"Yes," Phoebe nodded "but this is exactly why I didn't tell you! But don't worry; I don't plan on any family reunions anytime soon. Lucius is an arrogant son of a bitch, and his son is a mini duplicate!" she seethed "Besides, Draco does not know who I am, it would seem old daddy dearest kept the fact that he had a twin a secret from him! Plus...I didn't even tell him my name." she smiled

Serefina seemed to calm slightly at her words, but the one sentence that caused her to regain full control of her emotions was when Phoebe said "Lucius will be his own downfall!" after that Diagon Alley remained still, and Serefina's temper disappeared.

"Next time you see him," Serefina started, her gaze fully on her goddaughter "you avoid him at all costs, understand? We cannot afford him to find out about you, Lucius will not be happy, and I fear he will do something incredibly drastic to keep you away from his precious little boy"

Phoebe nodded "Don't worry, I have as much desire to meet my brother, as I do to meet my father" she smiled "Now, can we finish shopping while the Alley is in one piece?" she asked, turning and walking way, tossing aside the cone of her ice-cream in a near-by trashcan "Oh, did I mention I met Harry Potter too?" she added over her shoulder, before scampering off down the cobble-stone path as her Godmother chased after her.

~*Phoebe*~

Morning dawned early the next morning, and Phoebe awoke to the voice of her guardian calling her from downstairs. Laying with her arm hanging off the side of the bed, and the blankets twisted both beneath and around her legs, Phoebe lay still in her half-awake half-asleep stage as she breathed in and out with shallow gasps; finally realizing that she couldn't ignore the fact that her body was slowly waking up Phoebe rolled over onto her back and pushed herself up onto her elbows as she glanced at the clock on the right hand side of her bed. It was ten in the morning and Phoebe had the sudden urge to shout down to her guardian to leave her alone, she hated waking up much before 12 on a Sunday.

"Phoebe!" Serefina's voice shouted again

Phoebe groaned and flopped backwards onto her bed and closed her eyes in hopes of dropping off back to sleep and waking up at a much more desirable time, but alas sleep had been driven from her body the moment she had lifted her head from the pillow.

"Phoebe!" Serefina shouted again

"Go away!" Phoebe retorted "It's a Sunday! And it's before 12!"

There was a brief pause before "Phoebe Avalon Blackheart!" Serefina was back with a vengeance, and she was starting to get annoyed. Phoebe knew that because she never used her full name unless she was annoyed with her goddaughter.

"Fine!" Phoebe shouted back, as she kicked back the blankets and rolled out of bed. Shuffling across her bedroom floor, the eleven year old roughly pulled open the door and stumbled sleepily into the bathroom to finish her morning routine. Once she was showered, Phoebe made her way downstairs into the kitchen for breakfast.

Serefina sat at the kitchen table reading the morning post that had been delivered while Phoebe had been asleep, she looked up as her Goddaughter entered the room "Good," she smiled "You're awake"

Phoebe glowered

"Are you packed?" Serefina asked ignoring the look she was receiving "I have to drop you off at Kings Cross station before 11."

"Why?" Phoebe asked

"Because the train leaves at exactly 11 o'clock"

Phoebe frowned "What train?"

"The Hogwarts Express, of course" she answered simply

Phoebe paused in her breakfast and glanced up at her guardian "But I thought you were taking me straight to the school?" she questioned

Serefina looked up from the newspaper and surveyed her goddaughter "Now what kind of parental figure would I be, if I did not allow you to get the full experience of going to Hogwarts like every other child your age?"

"A good one!" Phoebe protested "Please! I don't want to go by the train"

Serefina laughed "Don't be silly Pheebs," she smiled "You will have a chance to meet all your future class-mates and house-mates. Trust me, you will enjoy it"

Phoebe slumped in her seat and muttered under her breath "That's easy for you to say! You didn't attend Hogwarts!"

Silence fell around the table following her statement. Once breakfast was over, Serefina sent Phoebe back upstairs to wash, brush her teeth and dress. When she was finally ready it was 10:45am, they had exactly fifteen minutes to get to Kings Cross station and onto the platform.

"Are we disapparating?" Phoebe asked, as she stood in the den, she was wearing her best faded converse all-star trainers, black sweatpants and a white converse off the shoulder t-shirt, her black hair hung in curls around her shoulders as two strips of white contrasted against it they framed her face rather nicely.

"Yes," Serefina nodded, grabbing her goddaughter's arm and disapparating directly onto Platform 9 and 3/4

Phoebe frowned and looked around "I thought you wanted me to get the 'Whole experience'?" she asked, air quoting her words "How is disapparating directly onto the Platform getting the whole experience?"

Serefina looked down "We do not have time," she answered "If you had gotten up when I had first called you then you would have the chance to get the whole experience" she reminded her

Scrunching up her nose, Phoebe stuck her tongue out

"Oh, yes, very mature" Serefina nodded

"I'm eleven," Phoebe shrugged "Are you sure you don't want to take me straight to Hogwarts?"

"Positive. Now, we need to go over a few ground rules before we separate"

Phoebe sighed "Like?"

"Do not use your powers in front of anyone!" Serefina warned

"On the train, or when I am at school?" Phoebe inquired

"Both!" Serefina answered "You are to be especially careful in front of the Slytherin's, they are children of Death Eaters, and you do not want them to know what you are"

Phoebe pouted "You make me sound like I'm some sort of creature!" she retorted "It's not what I am, it's who I am!"

"Phoebe!" Serefina snapped "This is not about who or what you are! This is about your protection; now promise me, you will not use your powers?"

"I promise," Phoebe nodded, jumping as a shrill whistle cut through the air and a conductor's voice shouted for anymore stragglers to quickly board the train.

"Quickly now," Serefina said, waving her wand and levitating her goddaughter's trunk and cat onto the train, and then turning to help Phoebe up herself "Be careful. Be safe. And I will see you in a few hours" she said.

The two hugged and Serefina stepped back as the door slammed shut.

Leaning out of the window Phoebe waved goodbye; and watched her godmother disparate from the platform, before she turned and dragging her trunk behind her went off in search of a compartment.

~*Phoebe*~

The train had already started moving by the time Phoebe had reached the end of the train, every compartment she had passed had been full and she prayed that the last compartment had room for her to sit down; right now she didn't really care if it was half full of first years, or returning students. Her arms were starting to ache from pulling her trunk the length of the train, and she as growing tiresome of the looks she was receiving from people beyond closed doors.

Don't they have anything better to do? She growled mentally to herself, as she reached the end compartment and sighed in relief as she saw only two people beyond the glass. "Excuse me?" she said, as she pulled open the door on the two occupants "Can I sit here? Everywhere else is full"

"Sure," nodded a black haired girl

The boy who sat near the window nodded, and turned his attention back to the passing scenery

"Thanks," Phoebe smiled, as she heaved her trunk inside, and slid it under the chair near the door "I'm Phoebe," she added as she plopped down beside the girl

"Nice to meet you, Phoebe" the girl smiled "I'm Ashlyn," she pointed at the boy "this is my cousin. James"

Phoebe smiled "What? No last names?" she laughed

James glowered as Ashlyn chuckled "Black," she answered "Ashlyn Black"

"Black?" Phoebe questioned "Like Sirius Black?"

Ashlyn laughed again "The very same," she nodded "Although he is my uncle. Regulus, Sirius's younger brother is my father" she explained "James is Sirius's son though"

"Thanks' for that, Ashlyn!" James retorted "But I think it is rather easy to figure out that I am Sirius's son, if you are my cousin"

"Not necessarily," Phoebe jumped in "You could be related to her through the Lestrange's or the Malfoy's for example"

James cringed "Moving on, what is your last name?"

"Blackheart," Phoebe answered promptly "Phoebe Blackheart"

"Who are your parents?" James inquired

Ashlyn threw him a warning glance "James..."

"What?" James asked "she knows ours. It's only fair"

"It's okay," Phoebe smiled, looking between the cousins "Truth is I never knew my parents. I was raised by my Godmother, her name is Serefina Blackheart"

James nodded and slumped back in his seat

"James, don't slouch!" Ashlyn scolded "It's not very becoming"

"Yes, mum" James replied. Ashlyn glowered and swiftly extended her leg to kick him in the shine. "Ow!" he yelped, pulling his knees up to his chest and glaring at his cousin from across the compartment.

Phoebe looked between them and laughed, so far this year was starting out to brilliantly.

A/N: So this is the first chapter of my new Harry Potter story. The Phoebe Malfoy series. I will admit it has taken me a while to write this up, mostly because I have been trying to look for a way that it did not possibly cross with the Muggleborn Witches series, and I hope I have managed to do that. Alas...Even I will admit that not even I know how this is going to turn out, so I hope you bear with me.

I would like to thank KingdomHeartsNerd and Wild-In-Spirit for taking the time to fill out Character application forms for this story, and creating the wonderful characters of James Black who belongs to KingdomHeartsNerd and Serefina Blackheart (Phoebe's godmother) belongs to Wild-In-Spirit.

Also, I would like to say that even though I am updating this now, I will be going on holidays/vacation from Saturday 30th of July until Saturday the 6th of August, so there will be no updates until then.

Anyway, I hope you enjoy.

Let me know how the first chapter turned out in a review. Please.

Thanks.

~*Kara*~

All OCs and anything unrecognizable is copyrighted (c) and belongs to me xXxKaraBeckerCutterxXx.

Chapter updated 29 July 2011 at 03:51am