The Slytherin Heiress- Draco Malfoy

Chapter 1

A/N: Before you start reading I need to mention that even though the story is inspired by the Harry Potter series some things will be innacurate so please don't be confused. Just follow this storyline and you will understand the story. Thank you!!

" Now ladies and gentlemen, we present to you...  NORINE SERPENTINE"
The relatively small audience clapped as mother stepped from behind a little door and in front of her admirers and fans.

"Thank you, thank you. I would like to say a few words. First of all, I cannot stress this enough. But without you fellow followers, I couldn't have done it. Your support is what keeps me going and by the looks of it I will not be going anywhere any time soon. " mother smiled and turned to look at me and dad and mouth 'I love you'. I rolled my eyes and smiled lovingly at her.

" Smile Aspen, they will be taking pictures of us two as well." my father said to me while nudging me to the smile at the camera when the guy turned around to snap a picture of us as well.

" - now I would like to invite my number ONE fans to join me. Aspen, Thaddeus, if you will. " mother said while moving a bit aside so we can fit in the small space behind the counters. This shop, what's it called? Flourish and Blotts? It's so narrow especially with all these people pushing each other around. We joined our mother, my dad on her left side while I went to her right so she could be framed in the middle. We heard cameras everywhere go off. Too many flashlights for my liking.

After my mom's new book release was over, we decided to finally go back home. I was just so tired. Plus, I need to get ready for school. I can't believe this is my first year at Hogwarts. I was going into my 5th year. It really sucks that I have to join my  future classmates when they have already made their friend groups. Although I have reasons to believe they will definetely want to become friends with me.

I come from a long line of pureblood witches and wizards. We top the list of the 28 sacred families by being the most influencial and powerful out of all. That is mostly because I am the descendant of Salazar Slytherin himself. This might also be the reason why we are  known as Royals  in the Wizarding World.

"Weepy can you please help me carry these books? They are so heavy." I asked our house elf while looking down at her.

"Of course miss Serpentine." Weepy smiled and I gave her my bag with my new school books.

Weepy was our one and only house elf. While most pureblood families assume she is treated like a scumbag, we treat her with respect. We pay her every week and we offer her fresh clean clothing, we allow her to eat with us and we also let her have her spare time when she might decide to take a bath or a shower or simply just relax.

My father is the most severe out of us three. He doesn't talk much to her and only addresses her in a harsh cold tone if he needs something. My mother and I compensate his attitude with our warming smiles. I can't blame my dad tho can I? He was brought up this way. Him being the heir of Slytherin (before passing that honor down to me) he was taught how to act like a real 'pureblood'. Not only that, but his friends in school did not help a lot in remodeling his opinions on certain things.

Once we arrived at the mansion, I snatched my bag from Weepy and ran upstairs to my room. I threw my bag on the floor and I went straight away to my animals. I greeted Pumpkin, my guinea pig, with a little pat on his back and I checked my snake to see if she ate her mouse from this morning. And surely there she was, sitting still and digesting the mouse. Mochi was my Albino Ball Python.

"Did you enjoy your food?"

"Mhhm. Of course I did."

I spoke in Parseltongue with my snake all the time. Growing up, if there was one thing that I loved about being a Serpentine, then that was the ability to speak to snakes. Honestly this is the biggest perk of this whole pureblood famous wizard thingy.

I decided to take a little nap before I'll have to get up and pack my trunk for Hogwarts. Oh dear.

I wonder what people will think of me joining only in year 5. I better not be bullied by anyone because I will not hesitate to fight them. I am pretty good at dueling as I had a very good teacher. When I was back at Ilvermorny in my first year I landed in Thunderbird. I made some great friends and then when the year ended I was sadly told we would have to come back to England and I will have a private teacher.

"Oh well. You know what, I don't care. Whatever will happen, will happen. Goodnight my cuties" I got under my blankets but not before giving my pets a little kiss on their snouts.