Potter's Malfoy (Sequel to Famous vs. Werewolf)

St Mungo's

Sirius' POV

It had been three months since the last time since I had seen my daughter, and wounds she have given me are still fresh. Harry left about a month ago to go to Hogwarts, and in a way- I'm glad. Every time I looked at Harry, I could see Sky sitting on his lap- leaning into him while Harry looked at her like she was his whole world.

I hated anything or anyone that reminded me of Sky. I constantly lashed out at people- almost driven insane in longing to see my daughter again.

But I knew, if she could help it- I would never would.

Valkyrie's POV

It had been three months since I had gotten back to Hogwarts, and the situation was as bad as I thought it would be. When word got out that I was disowned, I lost my followers, and my brother. I was Slytherin's resident blood traitor.

This ment I had to try even harder to keep up my reputation; regularly speaking in parseltongue and intimidating others to keep my high ranks- my place as the Slytherin Princess.

I would often walk through the halls, smirking at the students that made way for me as I walked past. I was alone, the way it was supposed to be- and I didn't care.

------------------------------------------------------------

I stood, looking out at the stars in the grounds when I heard footsteps coming towards me. I frowned, it was after hours- who would follow me?

"How have you been?" Harry asked- being the mysterious stranger behind me.

"Great." I replied in a monotone- though I did mean it. He didn't buy it- and raised an eyebrow in disbelief.

"Don't tell me that." he started, "Why aren't you eating?"

I hesitated in fear, not wanting to tell him my plan- for he would tell the others, including Sirius. Upon seeing my hesitation, his face fell as his thumb lightly brushed my cheek. I looked away, trying to get away from his startling green gaze.

"Come on." he said, picking me up like he would a child on his back. He walked with me to the Astronomy Tower, sitting me down. He sat opposite me- just looking at me.

I bit my lip and averted my gaze to the floor- his eyes would make me cave my greatest secret.

"You can't tell them." I said to him, a hint of panic evident in my voice. I waited as he thought my demand through before nodding for me to continue.

I took a breath. "I'm making dad proud."

Harry looked at me, horrified. "What do you mean, proud?"

I let out a shaky and slightly crazy laugh. "He doesn't want a daughter. He's ashamed of me- he said it himself; you were there. And me being in Slytherin makes it worse. But I'm going to show him that I'm brave enough to be in Griffindor. And I'll die with at least one person happy because of what I did for them."

Harry stared at me, shocked at my revelation. He shook his head furiously.

"What about me? I'll be depressed if you die. I will. Don't do this, please- for me."

It was painful, to watch him beg; so I closed my eyes as I shook my head.

"I can't stop now. I'm so close Harry. I can feel it. I'm so close."

I stood up and walked towards Harry, gently pulling his face in to kiss him for what I knew would be the last time. We stood there, in each other's embrace for hours; exchanging few words as he me gently kissed again and again.

I pulled away, and turned on my heel- feeling dizzy. But I walked out anyway- without a goodbye.

I'm a disappointment. And I deserve to be alone.

Harrys' POV

She walked out. I just stood there in shock. Somehow, something told me that would be the last time she kissed me. I snapped out of my thoughts to run after her and tell her. I love you.

I had almost caught up to her as she reached the bottom of the stairs. I sped up as fast as I could as I saw her knees buckle, and her body collapse. I caught her in my arms- scared for her life. She was too pale, her lips a corpse blue.

I ran with her in my arms to the Hospital Wing, placing her on a bed as Madam Pomphrey did what she could. The doors flew open as Proffessor Dumbledore strode in.

"She's going to St Mungos. I've contacted the Marauders- they will meet us there." he said grimly as he placed a hand on my shoulder and apperated.

Sirius' POV

I burst into the hospital room with the New Marauders close at my heels.

I was furious. Who put her here? Who was the cause of her misery?

I sank down into a chair next to her bed, placing a hand on her cheek. Her eyes were closed, and I couldn't see her breathing. I panicked- I couldn't loose her, not again.

"Valkyrie? Sky? Sky!" I called for her hysterically, "Wake up! What's wrong?!"

She didn't stir.

I turned around as a healer walked in, her mouth set in a tight line.

"She's incredibly ill. 5foot 7", and weighing 60 pounds (27kg)"

Everyone turned to Valkyrie, shocked- before looking back at the grim looking healer.

"I'm sorry to say, but she's in a coma- and there's little chance that she will make it. There is a better chance of mermaids flying than her living 'till Christmas."

The healer took a deep breath. "Valkyrie's got two months left- maximum."

----------------------------------------------------

Dun dun duh!

Thats a bit of a cliffy!

I'm still not sure whether or not to finish the book with her death or a miracle recovery...

Should she forgive her father if she survives?

Please tell me what what you want to hear and I will see whether I can fit it in.

Until the next update...

Fan,

and..

VOMMENT!