These fan fics are to show appreciation to Ms Rowling for her amazing imagination.

All characters mentioned are her copyright exclusivly and I only use them here as an appreciation of her huge talent.

“Well then Lucius my dear friend” Snape replied, “It appears you have a quandary on your hand. Will you wipe out most of the pure blood families left or except this mudblood into the Malfoy family as a pure blood, long lost relation and train her in the ways of our, and if truth be told, her world?” He sniggered “Rather an interesting dilemma for a true Slytherin to contemplate, rather you than me. Of course, it will only be a matter of time before...”

“Excuse me!!” I shouted, my head was spinning and the noise from the room was becoming ever more overbearing “Maybe I am being a trifle slow on the uptake here but could someone explain things in plain English. I am here, not a third party who needs to be informed at a later stage”

“Yes, this is true Lucius would you like to explain a few things to Anna. She must be feeling rather muggled right now, oops sorry that would be muddled” She paused, a ripple of laughter spread around the crowd that had gathered. Narcissa added “Anna dear, you have a lot to take in, it would be unwise to burden you with everything right now but we will explain a lot. Your family line has experienced many things a pure blood should never have to lower themselves to do.”

“Well Lucius” said a man I had not seen before, “Tell us what you have been up to?” “Yeh”, his mate added, “Why is it the Malfoy’s always have the most fun!”

Lucius spun around, “Crabbe, Goyle, you are late again, where have you been? Forget it, I have too much to deal with right now” he turned to face me and smiled for the first time that evening. A warmth spread across his face, he held his hand towards Narcissa and took hers, turning to look at me he simply stated “Anna, welcome to our family. Enjoy the party; it is in your honour.” He bowed low, stood up and looked straight in my eye “Tonight we party, these are your friends, if I accept you so will they. Tomorrow you will return and I will answer your questions, for now you need to know, as does my great, great, great grandmother that you are excepted as a Malfoy-Jameson as of old.”

I don’t think anything could have prepared me for this sequence of events. Less than 12 hours ago I got up and went to work in my organic fruit and veg shop. Now I am faced with a family tree that appears to be as old as the earth itself and very strange. My parents had never mentioned anything about it, how did I know they were genuine. Well I guess the proof was to be seen tomorrow, but something could definitely be seen tonight. Where did these beasts come from? I looked around and a thought came to mind. This is one huge stunt for a hidden camera game show, of course it is. These are all in costume and this is one big hoax with tricks and stunts. Narcissa turned to face me, nodded and smiled “I understand your doubt,” I don’t think she did!, but she continued, “Lucius darling, Anna really needs more proof now, tonight, why not take her for a walk and explain, I will keep our guests happy.”

He looked, raised his eyes to a painting on the wall, which nodded in agreement. “Ok, with two powerful women insisting what choice do I have, come on, why is it down to me to educate and convince a mudblood, sorry Grandmother, the ways of our world.” He walked off mumbling, “Anna, come do you want to know more?” He scowled, grabbed his cane and strode into the gardens.

I glanced around; my vision stopped on the picture on the wall the lady had gone! I paused, looking, watching the painting; I don’t know what I was waiting for, “Anna,” came his voice from outside, “My family have waited 98 years, do I need to wait much longer!” Oh my, I’d better go, the lady was still missing.

The smell from the garden was rather overpowering, as I followed this Lucius Malfoy into the darkness a voice in my head said is this wise?

He was waiting just out of site, but from a vantage point to see me approach before I saw him. The moonlight touched his face; there was a very strange look in his eye. “Now, what is it you need explaining Anna that could not wait till morning?”

“You mean you do not know?” I retorted, “You have implied that I am in someway related to you, that there was some accident in my past, that my family is Noble and Ancient, you talk of enchantments and charms, there are beasts as I have never seen, a man who needs more sun that can read minds, doors that disappear, elves and you want to know what I need explaining!!” I guess I was shouting a little loud as he raised his hand and the doors closed.

“It appears one thing you have lost over these 98 years is the ability to control that temper. A Malfoy never looses control and that strength came from the Jameson’s. Anna, you need to control yourself if you are going to master the art”

“The art of what?” I demanded. Not that I really wanted to know.

“Come let’s walk and talk, the air is crisp tonight, the moon will guide us. I will show you my labyrinth. I believe you are interested in the flowers I cultivate”

We walked off in silence. The gardens were extensive; we walked down a green towards the swirl of flowers. As we reached the entrance he turned to look at me.

“Before we enter I must assure you at all time you are safe. You are after-all a blood relation and that counts for a lot with me. You must keep to the path. I have many; you would say pets, within the beds. As you do not know how to repel them I do not want to have to keep rescuing you.”

He looked straight into my eyes, “Now I will answer you questions, if I think it is the right time. Firstly Anna Jameson you are a witch from a line of first class witches and wizards, until the accident that is. Not as in the muggle term witch but a person with magical blood in their veins. Your blood used to be of the purest lineage.” He turned and walked onto the path and turned to the left.

I was left standing there stunned; Lucius turned and taped his rather unusual cane on the ground impatiently.
“Anna I have not used a stunning charm on you at our first meeting. Are you going to keep up or would you prefer to sit?”

He lifted his cane and removed the snake’s head to reveal a stick. With a wave he conjured a table, two chair and champagne.

“That maybe a good idea”, I felt rather faint at the revelations so far “please tell me about the accident, and the champagne is appreciated, I guess you are happy my head is now clear enough”

“I think after this evening’s revelations your head is perfectly clear Anna” he replied

“The accident; As I have already explained the Jameson’s and the Malfoy’s have always been connected. There was an effort to increase the magical blood and therefore increase the power in the Jameson’s for a certain task required the ability to, if necessary, cheat death. This was, theoretically, possible with a potion. However something went amiss and instead of increasing it totally wiped the magic from the veins of the sole heir of the Jamesons. Plans were made to keep a track of the Jamesons but they could no longer be attached to the Malfoy’s. We are pure blood, there is no other acceptable.” He paused and sat back and closed his eyes, as if these words hurt an awful lot. I began to realise why, here before him, no part of his family, was someone who was not pure blood.

“It was accepted,” he continued “That one day someone with magical blood will emerge as no potion is permanent. Knowledge said within 100 years so it was most likely to happen. A charm was put on the family for a skill of farming and an arrangement for land was made that would always produce top quality food. The land has been enchanted for 1000 years just incase. Your family will continue to produce good food and have our invisible assistance. This will be in form of house elves were sent as labourers using a potion and at night they have been sent to remove weeds and unwelcome guests. You have been looked after by my family. It is the least we could have done.”

He paused again, took my hand, raised me to my feet and started to walk towards around the labyrinth.

He looked at me straight at me in silence. His eyes were the colour of ice and as he stood in the moonlight his white blond hair glinted in the moonlight.

I followed around the labyrinth there in the midst of an array of indigo flowers; all in full bloom was the tail of an emerald green snake, pictured in flowers. Without turning his head he coughed and simply stated “Look, but do not touch, there are creatures that will kill within the beds, and pollen that will damage more than skin” A shudder descended down my spine, what sort of family is this?

We walked around the first level in silence, each deep in thoughts. I had so much on my mind I actually forgot about the flowers.

He turned and faced me “Now after all this time, it comes to myself too decide what to do. To instruct you in the ways of my world, perform a memory charm to let you return to your world with no inclination of tonight or to remove you and hence my problem”

As I stood there it suddenly struck me what he was saying, ‘to remove you and hence my problem’. Did he really have that power and what was a memory charm?

A shiver went down my back was it the cold of the night or…. I did not want to think, my future in the hands of a wizard!