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Elyzabeth was raised on ancient magic and colder loyalties. As the second daughter of one of the wizarding world's oldest pure-blood dynasties, she arrives at Hogwarts carrying her family's legacy... and their grudges. Chief among them are a few elite traditional families.
Draco Malfoy grew up hearing her family's name spat like a curse. Lyz was taught his was a joke. Their first meeting was bound to be a disaster. Their rivalry becomes legendary - dueling for top marks, trading insults across the Slytherin common room, each determined to prove their bloodline superior.
But not everyone at Hogwarts cares about Lyz's origin. Harry Potter certainly doesn't. An unlikely friendship forged in first year becomes one of the few constants in her arranged life. He treats her like a person instead of Hogwarts' outsider, and in turn, she's one of the few people who has his back. Whatever storm follows the Boy Who Lived, Lyz joins him and his friends. Harry never questions why, as he's too afraid of the answer. Because somewhere along the way, his friend became something beyond the lines.
Draco notices, of course. It's just one more thing to hate Potter for - until he starts asking himself why it bothers him so much.
Because seven years is a long time to hate someone. Long enough for rivalry to curdle into respect, respect into friendship, and friendship into something far more dangerous - war is coming, and their families have chosen opposite sides. And the two boys standing on either side of that line both look at Lyz like she's the only thing worth saving.
When the Dark Lord rises, something at the heart of her family's homeland breaks that cannot be mended. Winter follows Lyz out of the north and does not leave. Her father, who has never once in his life accepted a loss, begins looking for a door where there isn't one - and there are older laws than the Ministry's, laws that were never meant to be tested.