Blood Traitor

Chapter 1

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Draco loved his parents too the moon and back and the feeling was mutual. When he was five his father had a business trip leaving the baby blond and his mother alone. Draco was playing in the garden with the peacocks as normal when he saw something weird in the pond near by, he walks over to the pond curiously. When he sees something pink, getting a little scared. He sees it turn yellow, he gets closer. Shocked by what he see's it's him with yellow hair. He immediately starts to run for his mother, crying "Mum,Mum,Mummy!". He runs into the living room getting mud on the floor as he goes. Narcissa immediately goes to her son shushing him asking him what happened putting her book down.

Asking him what's wrong. Draco almost immediately replys with what happened. Narcissa stops comforting the small child and gets up with out a word she grabs draco by the wrist as he sobs and starts dragging a confused, walking Draco behind her, to the Malfoy library and pulls down book from the back and let's go of Draco's wrist and puts the book in his hands ruffly; And grabs him by the hair and "Don't tell Lucius about any of this. Now go to your room and read this!" Tugging his hair a bit. That's when Draco realised the feeling with him and his mother wasn't that mutual.

Draco went in his room without a word. Sitting on his bed he opens the book that his mother gave him on the cover there was a imprint that says "Meta-mor-ph-m-agus?" He broke up the word as he stammered. He starts to read a " First, a metamorphmagus is a witch or wizard who has the ability to change their appearance at will, without the need for a wand, spell, or potion; This is a very rare ability that a witch or wizard is born with." "Is this why my h-h-hair changes *hiccup* color?" It was more of a statement then it was a question.

When he heard his door open he immediately dried his tears. It was his mother of course, she was holding a bottle of gell. "Draco you listen now and you listen good. I'm going to put This gell in your hair and your going to wear it. It should help cover your hair in front  of people so know no one knows your that." Narcissa said sourly."Yes, mother." Draco mumbled "You will speak up." Narcissa said coldly. Draco nodded, as Narcissa sat on his bed and put gel in his hair. "I love you, mum." Draco mumbled; Narcissa's breath caught in her throat before getting up swiftly and leaving. Draco sighed sadly and broke down again.

Narcissa stood outside the door and slid down the door bring her knees too her chest. She loved draco she really did, at least that's what she thought as she started sob. She couldn't let Lucius know, he would think she was a blood traitor. If it was Lucius or Draco it would always be.... Lucius. She signed irritably, her hands forming fist, got up and went back to her room holding back tears. She couldn't lose Lucius she just couldn't. "Love you too, Draco." She whispered to herself.

2 Week's later
Lucius returned

"Daddy!" Draco yelled hugging his father's legs. "Hey, Dragon" Lucius replied calmly patting his son's back as his son rub's his face in his pant leg. Lucius wondered why his son was being so clingy; This was Draco's first sense of comfort for about a month. Then Lucius walked over to Narcissa with a serten Draco clinging to his leg. Wrapping a arm around her waist turns then looks down at Draco and says "can you go to your room Draco, I want some alone time with your mother." Draco nodded his head meekly, scattering off to his room.

Where he met his first friend he had in years, There sat a all black silk cat with kenzel ears and a tail, with a bright baby blue eye and a orangeish one, a mutt if you would say. It sat on top of his pillow which seemed to be scratched up and torned.