The Malfoy Twins

Prologue

WARNING: Mentions of incest and underage sex

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A young lady with long platinum blonde hair panted as visions plagued her dream. Shaking and turning in her sleep, her fair hand gripped the silk sheets with vice, her covers and nightgown askrew from all the tossing and turning. Moonlight slipped through her windows, showering her in a silver light, turning her into an enticing sight. The young man awoke beside her, his features bore a striking resemblance to the young lady. He had long platinum blonde hair, his eyes as grey as the clouds of Great Britain, his frame tall and broad. And he held her down with his strong, veiny hands. His soft lips opened to call her name repeatedly. But alas, all she heard were the voices, and all she could see were the images.

A scar, a cup, a snake, a war, a victory. The aftermath. The burning. The death. The end.

The young woman awoke with a gasp. Her lungs desperate for air as she breathed in. Her eyes opened, looking into the grey eyes of her other half. Her eyes, usually the same shade of grey as his, was now glowing white. Her labored breathing slowly came to a calm as he embraced her in comfort. He kissed her shoulders im hopes of making her relax. His kisses reached to her neck, to her jaw, and finally. Her lips. Another flame was lit between them. Burning, thriving, and uncaring for eyes that witness the forbidden union. The moon, and their mother.

While the couple were busy in the throes of passion, their mother had run away from their room, and towards the office of her husband. She barged in, uncaring for the disrespect she was showing her husband and to the nosy family portraits. She hissed at him, his name spilled from her lips in trepidation and anger.

"Abraxas."

"What now, wife?" He groaned, rolling his eyes.

"You must put a stop to this, they are children! They've grown too close!"

"You act as if we weren't the same when we were their age."

"This is different! They are too closely related!"

"And are you not my second cousin, dearest wife?"

"They are brother and sister! Twins!"

"They will begin a new reign of purity in the Wizarding world!"

"Do you not hear yourself, husband? Their future children will be deformed!"

"Oh, you don't know," his voice teasingly chuckled out, "her own mother, unaware of the blessings that Mother Magic has bestowed upon her own child."

Cassiopeia Alma Malfoy stood rooted to the spot. Shock, and horror in her evident in her beautiful, aging face.