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My Inheritance

Harry's POV
  I awoke to a pounding pain in my head. Somehow I could see without glasses. As I stumbled to the mirror, I noticed that my hair was blond and waist-length. Once I caught sight of my face, I realized that I had come into my inheritance. I'm 18. I pulled on a clean set of dress robes, and apparated to Gringotts. "Please cut your finger and place three drops of blood on the parchment." A goblin with a bored voice spoke.
       After I had cut myself slightly, I winced in pain just as a family tree spread over the paper. *view top/side photo* "I'm a Malfoy?!!" My voice was broken and distraught. "He's a WHAT?!" I heard my "father's" shock. "Hi, sir. I used to be Harry Potter, but I came into my inheritance today. Apparently I am Onyx Malfoy." How do I know to say this? As I turned, I saw a look of deep sadness flash across his face. "I swear to you sir, I'm not lying. I swear on my life." Somehow my hand found the document, and I precariously handed it to him. Lucius's eyes widened as he viewed me in a new light.

Lucius's POV
     I took in his platinum hair, emerald eyes, and translucent skin, and recognized him as Onyx Malfoy. My heart pounded as I saw my son for the first time in years. "I can't believe that I finally found you, Onyx. We have to apparate home, to the Manor. Your mum and Draco will be ecstatic." I heard my words, excited yet saddened. Traumatized yet calmed. Onyx reached out his pale hand and took mine. I flicked my wand and immediately felt a twisting in my gut. We landed on the ground, and Onyx stumbled at impact. Narcissa ran out and took me in her arms. "I missed you, Luc."
   Onyx cleared his throat awkwardly, and she noticed him for the first time. "Hello, mam. This may be a surprise, but today I discovered that I am Onyx Malfoy." Cissa's eyes narrowed slightly as a look of pain penetrated her calm exterior. I carefully handed her the document, and she took it warily. "He was disguised as Harry Potter." Her fast heartbeat could be heard loud and clear. "It's true." Cissa murmured. "My son."
    She rushed to Onyx, and grabbed him in a tender, loving embrace. We joyfully walked inside, and Draco was sitting by the door. "Mum, Father, who is this?" Suddenly he collapsed to the floor with a blood-chilling scream. His eyes flashed, and turned a matching emerald. "This is your long lost twin, Onyx." Draco strode over, looked into Onyx's eyes, and hugged him tight. "Nyx." He whispered softly. "Who were you before?" Onyx froze, then muttered. "Potter." Draco's expression grew sad, and tears welled up in his eyes. "I am so sorry." They whimpered at the same time. I know why. Draco stamped on Onyx's face, breaking his nose, on a train, and Onyx sliced Draco open.

Draco's POV
   My eyes met Nyx's, and I finally felt complete. "I missed you, Nyx." My voice spoke without my consent. "Same, Dra." A glistening teardrop slid down his face. It's strange, seeing how alike we are. Our features are oddly different, but the eyes are the same. The colour of our hair. The soft lines sculpting our faces.
    The tears dripping down our cheeks. "Why don't you take Onyx to your now shared room, Draco?" Mum interrupted our "moment." Ugh. I grabbed Nyx's hand and ran up to our room. His mouth dropped open at the sight of the green velvet carpet, and blue shining walls. Nyx must have had a horrible life before now. The room is only 1000 feet. Small for the Manor.
   "Nyx, you're gonna need a bed. Here's a shelf you can transfigure." I said quietly. He flicked his wand, and it switched into an ebony king-sized bed, with white blankets. They looked like clouds. "Nice choice, Nyx." I was genuinely surprised by his amazing taste. My black bed with scarlet sheets was distasteful in comparison. "I thought it would fit the theme, Dra. If the room was different, my bed would be horrible, like bright orange with yellow yarn pillows." Nyx tried to not give himself credit.
    He failed. "Dra, please, who stole me? I have to know." I trembled slightly at the memory. "Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore." His eyes grew teary again, and Nyx's face turned red. "I will get revenge. He hurt my family, and I will not stand for that." My vision blurred suddenly, and I fell onto the floor, while the same happened to Nyx. Excruciating pain ripped through my body, then all was black.

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