How you spell Malfoy
"Yes, Lucius, I require your daughter." The dark lord's voice echoed in the Malfoy Manor.
No one replied.
"May I ask, Lucius, that you have Ms. Sidus Malfoy here?"
The pale cold figure stepped forward, her cold grey eyes staring at Voldemort.
Her blond long hair weaved through the air in the breeze as if it was silk
She held her wand tight.
"You're looking for me, lord?"
She never said "my lord".
"Yes, Sidus, I require you." Voldemort smiled.
"I require you."
Sidus Malfoy, being 19 this year is teaching at Hogwarts as a potions professor and the Slytherin headmaster. Everyone had an impression of a icy cold professor on Sidus, but only the rest of the Malfoys knew her self-sacrificing act: she used her skills to transfer Draco's dark mark onto HER arm in order to protect her brother from the dark lord's torture. There, a story of Draco Malfoy and his Death eater sister, a story of acceptance and magic, a Draco Malfoy fanfiction.