| HARRY POTTER : AN ALTERNATE STORY Author: Powerful Phoenix e-mail: lime01_j@yahoo.com Disclaimer: I don’t own any of the characters of this story. Author’s notes: This is the beginning of another exciting year for Harry Potter and his friends and the mystery clears little by little. More action and humor on later chapters...but that doesn’t make this chapter any less interesting ENJOY!!! CHAPTER I: The new student IRELAND - Master, are you sure you want to do this? – a short and pretty ugly man said. - Yes, Wormtail, this is what I’ve been waiting for the past 9 years! Now that I am full recovered, thanks to the Potter bastard. A girl about 16 entered to the room where Voldemort and Wormtail were in. - I’m ready- she said with a glint of evil in her eyes. - Oh yes, this is your first day at Hogwarts, I believe you know your duty there. You may go. - Yes...father Voldemort smiled evilly as well as Wormtail. Their plan has begun. ********************************* PLATFORM 9 ¾ An elegant car arrives at King’s Cross station, a few people turn their heads in curiosity of the sophisticated Mercedes Benz limousine. - We’ve arrived, master Malfoy Draco opened his eyes as the chauffeur opened the car door. His gray eyes seemed unfocused for a moment but he quickly recovered and stepped out of the car. Carrying his trunk, he made his way towards the barrier between platform 9 and 10. When he was about to cross it, a weird feeling came over him, like somebody was watching him. His eyes scanned the place but all he could see were a lot of muggles walking. He shook his head saying something like “stupid mudbloods” and cross the barrier not caring if anyone saw him. ********************************** A girl with dark brown ayes and short straight black hair was behind a wall. She had been watching the Malfoy boy and she knew he had felt her presence. - Draco Malfoy – she said as she saw him cross the barrier- I have some plans for you this year. The mysterious girl grabbed her stuff and was about to walk towards the barrier, but saw someone, a girl, a girl with bushy hair. She couldn’t take the risk of someone seeing her, but then a weird feeling came over her. She didn’t know why but she had the feeling this new girl had something to do with her plans, she decided it was all her imagination and just she waited until this girl cross the barrier along with her parents and then she did the same behind her smirking. ******************** PRIVET DRIVE Harry was pacing in the living room. He and Ron had promised Hermione they would arrive early this year and Ron was supposed to pick him up from his house since his uncle Vernon didn’t want to “waste gas on freaks”. And to add importance to being early at the station: he was chosen as a prefect this year. Thanks to Hermione of course, but he thought it was more of his reputation than to his marks, but oh well, it couldn’t be too bad. At least he’ll have a room of his own and it was the only thing Ron wasn’t jealous for. Who know why? Harry looked once again at his watch. Ron was 15 minutes late and Hermione will be pissed off by the time they arrive. She’ll curse them badly. Or maybe she’ll just rip their heads off... He just hoped she’ll do it quick... 5 MINUTES LATER - Harry! Come on, let’s go! - Ron! What took you so long?! - I’ll tell you on our way to the station, now get your ass in the car before Hermione curse us for being late In a few seconds, Harry loaded his trunk in the car and they were off to king’s cross station. Late again... ********************* - Fuck! They aren’t here yet! Crabbe and Goyle always arrive late...those gits, but he’ll make them pay when they arrive. Draco looked at his prefect badge proudly. Despite the fact he was cruel and cold to everyone, and having a big ego as his best friend, he was a good student. He read a lot during the summer (thanks to his big library at his house) and he was the competition to Granger in the year. His parents had been proud of him as well...mostly her mother because his father thought he deserve it anyway and if he didn’t get it, he would’ve cursed his son. He brushed away those thoughts as he saw someone who made him smile evilly, the Gryffindor mudblood had arrived. And she wasn’t with her bodyguards, just her muggle parents. They wouldn’t be a problem, maybe if he humiliate her enough in front of the students and her parents they’ll decide to stop bringing her daughter to a magic school. He looked at her and noticed she had changed a little, she looked more confident, more petty but that was not all. She reminded him of someone, but he couldn’t remember who. The only thing he wanted to do was to hurt her, in some way. But...did her really wanted to do that? Draco didn’t move, he COULDN’T move. He felt frustrated, he was supposed to be the bad guy and this is the perfect time and place to make her life miserable once again. He saw her giving a good bye kiss to her parents and get into the train to find a compartment. Seconds later she was out again looking for someone, probably Potter and Weasley. <Stupid self-conscious, now her parents were gone and the humiliation wouldn’t be the same. Stupid little good heart I have in me> < Or Maybe just tease her would be pleasant>- but again, he found himself unable to move. Now he felt REALLY frustrated. Why couldn’t he tease her when she was alone?? She was more vulnerable that way...but he couldn’t do it...WHY!!?? The only way he could go near her was when she was with Weasel and Potty...maybe because tease her when she was alone was too boring and he wanted some action...yeah...that could be.> Satisfied by that last thought he walked to his compartment not before seeing Weasley and Potter arrive carrying their trunks clumsily. - jerks-he muttered under his breath and walked into the train unaware of a certain black haired girl watching his confusion towards the muggle born. She looked at the muggleborn with anger, she wouldn’t ruin her plans for the dark lord. - Then she looked at the new couple who just had arrived <hey, that redhead is cute> ******** Hermione was looking for Harry and Ron. They had promised her they would arrive early this year, but arriving late seems to be a tradition for both of them. Especially when Harry was a prefect, just like her! She looked at her badge and smiled, all those years working hard, reading on the library and killing herself studying had finally paid off. But she wasn’t going to let her ego control her, she just had to keep being a good student, and that meant work harder this year. She sighed and then a strong headache came to her. She grabbed her head with both hands and decided to walk into the train and wait in a compartment. The train was about to leave anyway. She sit there, like 2 or 3 minutes thinking about nothing. Feeling good again, she took out the new book her parents had bought for her. A book about spirits and mythological gods and animals. She found it quite interesting when she saw it at the book store. Oh well, she’ll just have to read until the guys arrive, then she could entertain by cursing them. With a smile on her face, she continued reading. ************************** - Come on Ron, Hermione is waiting for us and we’re late! – said an almost desperate Harry. Of course Ron had told him the reason why he was late. Three words: Fred and George, no make that eight words: Fred and George doing experiments on their family. Apparently, the twins had made a potion (that looked and tasted like muggle soda) that changes a person and turns it into a quite stupid person, something funny to watch...if you’re not in a hurry. To make it big, Fred and George used the whole family to prove it, even Bill and Charlie who were on visit, and well, everybody looked like they had consumed drugs since all of them were smiling stupidly and laughing for no reason. Fortunately it only lasted 30 minutes (according to the twins it needs to be improved) and almost all the family returned to normal. Almost everyone because Ms. Weasley said she was thirsty and drank the potion again. So the ride was full of a laughing Ms. Weasley and a very freaked out Harry. Since when see your best friend’s mother drugged was something you wanted to see? Really creepy I must say. Harry turned to look at Ron and felt sorry for him. Ginny had run with all her might to the train and was quickly out of reach from her drugged mother but Ron didn’t have the same luck. - Ron! – Harry called once more. - I’m coming, I’m coming...Like I was saying mom, for the LAST time, I don’t-want-a-PINK-sweater – said Ron exasperated. - But it would look lovely on you – literally, Mrs. Weasley had little stars on her eyes and she seemed excited, then she started to laugh...again. - Mom! If you haven’t noticed, I’m a guy - Ok Bill... - I’m Ron - Oh yeah right, you better go or you’ll miss the train Percy - Ron! - George? - It’s Ron! How hard it’s to say it! - RON!! – yelled Harry - Damn Fred and George – he muttered under his breath before walking to Harry, who was impatient to get in the train. Mr. Weasley took a lunatic Mrs. Weasley back to the car, the potion was soon to be over anyway. Back to our boys, the two of them walked to the train and girls turned their heads to see the pair. Harry was now sixteen years old and he had turned into a REALLY good looking teenager. Not that he wasn’t before (*wink ~_^*) He had a nice body ( that means abs, strong arms, you know what I mean girls ^_^) a perfect face with stunning bright green eyes and a good caring and brave personality with his perfect smile that would make any girl melt at his sight. He was the incarnation of the perfect boyfriend for all the girls. As for Ron Weasley, Harry’s best friend, he was not far behind. His teenage hormones had kick in as well. He was slightly taller than Harry, his features were more mature and he had worked out during the summer, when he traveled to the Caribbean and he had now a nice tan, which made him really attractive. His red hair even seemed to glow and make his eyes look brighter than usual. So now, he had a nice body as well as Harry and he had nothing to be jealous for . Too bad neither of them knew the power or the effect they could have on girls. ****************** Hermione Granger was STILL waiting for the guys, reading a book, for a change. She loved books, her mother had a library in her house and she would spend her spare time reading. Now there is a stronger reason than just her liking her books, reading, studying or getting high marks. There’s always a reason for something, and Hermione had one. She was a muggle-born, what some wizards call mudbloods, they believe they are lower than pure bloods. She was going to prove them they were wrong... Still, that wasn’t the real reason... She...Hermione Granger, the top student of her year, a prefect and good candidate to be Head Girl next year...didn’t know herself. Quite impressive for someone who knows the map of the library and the whole story off Hogwarts, but it was true. She didn’t know herself. That’s why she literally “ate” every book. She had this feeling that if she knows everything, little by little, she’ll learn how to know herself, but until know she couldn’t do it, and she felt frustrated. It was like a homework she couldn’t do. If she told that to Ron he would laugh in her face. If she told to Harry...she’ll just add more problems to the poor guy. Every year he has to deal with awful deaths and she can’t do that to him. She’s supposed to help him not to involve him in another problem. She shook her head to clear her thoughts and closed her book. She took out tiny mirror she had and saw her reflection staring back at her and she studied her now mature features. She had change over the years...a lot. Her hair was no longer bushy, it was wavy and shiny, also it was longer that before, now it was 10 cm. Past her shoulders. Her skin was smooth and creamy, her cinnamon eyes were shining. Her lips were rosy and her face was just glowing. Her body had developed curves in all the right places and her chest, well, had grown up a little as well. Of course, Hermione haven’t realize of her physical change and she still dressed like a little girl, just an innocent shirt with a pair of jeans. The train started to move and she worried, maybe something happened to them. It wouldn’t be a surprise, since they actually missed the train when they were in their second year and Ron had to drive all the way to Hogwarts in his dad’s car. Ron and Harry were her best friends, they were the first real friends she had They had confide all their secrets, if Ron didn’t Ginny would come to her and tell her anyway, and as for Harry, he was a little mysterious, even if he didn’t looked like one. But he would tell them what he was thinking eventually. In return, she have told them all her life...at least what she remembered... ************** Finally, Harry and Ron found the compartment where Hermione was waiting for them. - My, my, if it is our dear bookworm friend reading a book - Hello to you too Ron. God, you guys scared me, why did you arrive so late?! - Oh come on Hermione, don’t be angry, we’ll explain- said Harry with a pleading look that made her heart melt in a second. - Sorry we failed to you ‘Mione- said Ron giving her a quick hug. - Don’t worry, I’m SURE you have a good reason to do that - Oh, believe us, we have one Ron stepped aside and sit next to the window while Hermione had an inner fight deciding whether she hugs Harry or don’t. She looked at his face and almost gasped, he was hot, his best friend was a hottie, H-O-T. < Bad time to figure that out Hermione, especially when he’s in front of you>she thought. While she was thinking, Harry walked closer to her until she could smell his cologne and then he hugged her. He didn’t know why but she felt warm, protected and happy inside...she didn’t want to pull away, but she had to or the situation would be too awkward. But she couldn’t deny the fact she liked the feeling of Harry near her, she smiled. ****************** Someone else in the train, didn’t take so well the fact that his friends arrived late again. - WHY did you arrive late THIS TIME??!!!- Draco yelled, his handsome features hardened and his eyes were full of anger. If they had arrived early he could have had the courage to make Granger miserable, and he couldn’t because he didn’t have his backup. Crabbe and Goyle looked at each other stupidly, thinking of a reason. They looked like someone has just asked them how much is 2+2 ( Author’s note: ok, I know I’m evil with this guys, but ...they really seem stupid, sorry if their fans don’t feel the same way...wait...do they even have fans??? O_o ) Draco looked at the confused pair, the sight made him sick. - Oh, just forget about it, now sit! – he commanded Crabbe and goyle obeyed. The always obeyed Draco, since the fist time they met. They did it because there was something that made them obey him, the look on his eyes, his determinate personality, his leader aura, his elegance, his power. He was a Malfoy and that’s all you needed to know. Someone who can make you fear him and obey him. That’s all Crabbe and Goyle needed to know and no one could beat that. No one... Until now. Suddenly, the door of the compartment opens roughly and a girl steps in. She looks at Draco, then at Crabbe and Goyle. She frowns and gives them a cold stare. - Both of you, out!- the look on her face made them leave almost immediately while Draco just looked at her trying to recognize her. He was sure he had seen her before. he girl sure was pretty, her dark brown eyes gave her a mysterious look. She had short straight black hair, pale face and red lips. An evil glint on her eyes made him recognize her. - Anya Winter – he said with no emotion - You should be more respectful towards me Draco Malfoy, you know who I am. And I haven’t seen you in any of the meetings of the death eaters. - I’ve never been fond of meetings- he replied coolly . Draco didn’t know exactly WHO she was. He remembered seeing her in the first reunion his father made for the death eaters in the Malfoy Manor. He heard from his mother she was daughter of someone really close to the dark lord and his father was really powerful with the dark arts. But when he was younger he didn’t like to be on the bad side, so he just locked himself in his room and waited until everybody was gone. After his answer, Anya seemed angry - That is no excuse to give some tribute to the dark lord. - The only thing I want from the dark lord is power, nothing else. Her eyes glowed as he said the magic word. - Did you just said you wanted power? - Yes, I did - Then you’ll have a taste of it, I can show it to you. Now, tell me who’s been troubling you. - Potter - Then we’ll have to take care of him- both of them smiled evilly *************************** - Checkmate! I win once again! - That can’t be!- said Harry - If you hadn’t move this piece, the game wouldn’t have ended so quickly! And now is Hermione’s turn - Um, I don’t know Ron.- she said nervously putting her book aside. - Try it it’s fun - You say that because you beat everybody! Ron smiled at this and he played with Hermione. Harry looked at the game for a while, but then, Hermione took his attention. Since she kissed him on the cheek back at the end of fourth year, he had felt funny. Actually, he spent hours laying on his bed thinking about her. He thought how caring, sweet and brave she was, she was one his true friend, as well as Ron. She was with him for who he was, and not only for recognition. She knew by being with him she could get killed by Voldemort, who was alive again thanks to his blood, but she didn’t care, that’s why she liked her so much... But...not in THAT way...or was he really feeling something for his best friend? He wiped away those thoughts and looked at her. She was wearing a white shirt and a pair of blue jeans. - <she look good on that...who am I kidding she look hot! No wonder why Krum picked her as his partner for the Yule Ball...no Harry you’re not thinking THAT about your friend...about your loving sweet friend...oh SHUT UP!...damn conscience>- Harry didn’t realize he was staring and Ron had already beat Hermione in the game. Ron was looking at him trying to figure out what was happening with his friend. - ...wrong? - What? What did you said Ron? - I said , is there something wrong? - No, nothing is wrong - Ok, whatever...oh, by the way Hermione, I love the walkman you got me for my birthday...but I couldn’t use it before because my mother took it away from me because of my father...you know how is he with muggle stuff...so, how does it work? It looks funny.- he said taking out a muggle walkman - Here, let me show you Harry and Hermione explained to Ron how it worked. Kind of a challenge it was since he was a wizard and never had much contact with muggle stuff. It was like teaching a blind guy how it was the blue color. SEVERAL MINUTES LATER AND MUCH AAHH’S AND OHHHH FROM RON... - Wow! It’s incredible muggles can do this! – he turned on the walkman and put on the headphones. Apparently he found something he liked because he started moving his head back and forth ( A/N: you know that thing you do with your head when you listen to rock music, have you ever seen “Nod your head” video? Of will smith? That’s what I’m taking about...I’ll shut up now) Hermione smiled at Ron’s actions and looked at Harry - So tell me Harry, how was your summer? - Oh...mine?...eehh...beautiful...I mean good...je je...um...how was yours? - Fine...I had a couple of weird dreams though...but nothing to worry about, did you go to the burrow this summer? - No, I couldn’t, the Dursley needed me to be his slave. - So, why did you and Ron arrive late? - Oh! You should’ve seen! It was hilarious! You see, Fred and George... – Suddenly Ron jumped from his seat and started to move his head up and down jumping. - EVER GIVE A FUCK UNTIL YOU, YOU GIVE A FUCK ABOUT ME...AND MY GENERATION...OH YEAH!!! - I think Ron has just discovered Limp Bizkit - You’re right - Oh, this one is good...DON’T BE FOOLED BY THE ROCKS THAT I GOT, I’M STILL , I’M STILL JENNY FROM THE BLOCK...hey! my name’s not Jenny! Harry and Hermione just fell from their seats laughing hard. - What’s so funny? – Harry and Hermione looked at each other and burst laughing again. Ron gave up trying to understand his friends and turned on the walkman to keep listening muggle music. It was interesting, now he understood why he had caught Hermione so many times humming a song, but he never understood why she had made him promise to not say a word about it. Girls ... *********************** - Who are you?- said Draco seriously - Why do you want to know? - A normal witch can’t have those powers- Anya smiled. Crabbe and Goyle had returned and Anya used them to make little experiments. She knew how to do a little of wandless magic and since she was knew at it, she decided to try with them, of course not all the spells had gone successfully but she was learning fast. She had just showed Draco the power she had, the dark powers she had. - You want to know who I am? Draco nodded and Anya leaned into him whispering into his ear. - My real name is Anyanka Riddle and I have come for you Draco’s eyes widened *********************** After a couple of hours, Ron’s walkman stopped working because there was too much magic and electric stuff couldn’t work so he decided once again to play a game of chess with Harry and Hermione took out a big thick book for “light reading”. 15 minutes later Hermione heard a “Checkmate!” from Ron and a growl from Harry. Yep, things were the same. **** Draco was stunned. The pretty girl in front of him had revealed herself to him as Voldemort’s daughter! That meant it was his turn to become a death eater, but...did he really wanted to be one?? As he was thinking, Anya used a simple spell to sleep Crabbe and Goyle. Draco took notice of this in the last second and took her wand. Too bad she had an electric muggle device that could electrocute you (pass a strong amount of energy enough to make you fall unconscious). Anya smiled and kissed Draco on his cheek before going out to do a little visit to the famous trio she had heard about so many times. ***** Harry and Ron had decided to stop playing chess after 10 plays. Now Ron was looking out the window and Harry was staring at his hands. He had a serious and sad expression on his handsome face, like he was worried about something. The silence between them was so thick, he was afraid to break it, but he felt like he needed to tell something to his friends, something he had to tell them 6 years ago, when they met. Harry took a deep breath. - Guys...- Ron and Hermione immediately turned their heads to pay attention to their friend- have I ever...mentioned you...how was it? - How was what?- asked Hermione softly - That day...- Hermione nodded in understanding, but Ron was confused. - What day Harry? There are plenty of days! We have 365... - Shut up Ron!! You know what he means!! - But...- Hermione gave Ron a meaningful glare and he finally understood. - Oh...yeah, right, sorry mate- he said looking down, his face red of embarrasment. - It’s ok...(sigh) Anyway, I’ve never talked about this, except Professor Dumbledore and Sirius, because, what happened the day my parents died...I can’t remember what happened even when I was there Hermione gasped and Ron looked like “What??!!” - Sirius cast a spell on me so I would forget everything about it. It’s just too strong for me to see it. I wouldn’t be able to bear it. - But...do you remember your parents?- asked Ron as if he was afraid to do it - Yes, I do, my memory comes back by pieces. Sometimes when I was a baby, or when I was 6. But since last summer, my memory has been recovering and I’m afraid of what I’ll see...when I remember... - Harry, we’re your best friends, we’ll be there for you. Besides, I wantto tell you something too- Harry looked at Ron intensely (A/N: This is not yaoi!!!) I always envied you for who you are: your smart, funny... - As well as I Ron- Ron was amazed, Harry, THE Harry Potter has just told him he was jealous of him I envied your family, your happiness, to have someone to share with... - But you’re brave Harry, you went through this alone and believe me, If I had lived what you lived, then I’d be like Malfoy! All bitter. - No Ron, I didn’t do this alone, I had help - What do you mean? - First of all, If I didn’t remember my past, my happiness with my family, I wouldn’t be here, I would’ve taken Malfoy’s hand back on our 1st year. If a person doesn’t remember its past, then you don’t know who you are and if you don’t know it, your lost Ron had his jaw open as such a deep revelation of feelings. Hermione was speechless, she hasn’t said a word in all the conversation. Then, she walked to Harry and hugged him, Ron followed and the trio felt more united than ever. But nice moments never last. Suddenly the door compartment opens and a high-pitched voice is heard. - Wow, this is sure a good trio, are you starting or finishing the orgy? The three friends turned angrily to find a pretty girl in the door, both of her hands on her hips in arrogance. She had a smirk on her face. - Hey, don’t need to put those angry faces, save it for later- she took out a small package of Marlboro cigarettes and she extended to them. - You want some? - No thanks- replied Harry, Ron looked at the package curiously. - I supposed that, good guys have no fun. Anyway, my name’s Anya, nice to meet you. Especially you, Harry Potter. By the way, you’re even sexier on person, as well as your redhead friend. Too bad I can’t say the same for the mudblood here. - WHAT did you call me?! – Anya looked at Hermione in disgust. - Oh shut up bookworm, I don’t have time for you. Well, that’s all, see ya! The cheerful and annoying pain in the ass girl turned and left. Silence invaded the compartment. - What the hell was that? – asked Harry - Could you believe her? She’s a female version of Malfoy! - And hotter- Harry and Ron turned to look at Ron - What? They just shook their heads and changed into their robes. Minutes later Ginny came to the compartment (without blushing because she had worked ALL summer to get past her little crush for Harry, which it apparently worked) and they told her about the Anya girl. They arrived to the school and Ginny walked with Hermione. They had become close friends since their fifth year. Ginny finally had someone to talk to (since in her house has surrounded by boys) and treated Hermione as an older sister, and for Hermione was the same. In the school she was surrounded by boys (Harry and Ron) and she needed a girl friend to talk to. Hermione helped Ginny and she was top of her year. The four entered to the school and waited for the ceremony to begin. Hermione sees the nervous first years and remembers how she felt the first time she arrived at the school. She looked at all of them, but there was someone who caught her attention. A girl who looked younger than the rest, her cinnamon eyes reflected fear and her golden hair was held in an elegant bun. But that was not all, she had a white dress, not black robes like the rest and she lift her hand towards her. - Find me – she said. Hermione just looked at her. - Hermione!- she turned to look at Ginny - Yes? The ceremony is about to begin, don’t go day dreaming - I’m not, do you see...?- Hermione turned to the front but the little girl was gone - What? - Nothing Ginny- Hermione smiled but felt something wasn’t right. McGonagall took a roll of parchment and started calling the names. ************ In the front of the Great Hall, all the first years were nervous, some of them thought you had to do some kind of spell and according to that, you’ll be selected in your house. Then, they noticed a pretty 16 year old girl behind them and looked at her curiously. Anya just looked at them with hate. - Don’t look at me – she said in a cold voice, some of them turned, others didn’t - What are you ? retarded? Turned around?! - Excuse me miss, do you know...? - Fuck off kid!! – finally all the first years walked away from her and turned around. If some of them turned she just sneer at them. - Damn kids- she muttered under her breath and smiled as her name was called. *************** - Winter, Anya!- called Mc Gonagall. The pretty girl walked to the sorting hat and lots of guys stare at her beauty and drool over her. - I don’t like her- said Ginny looking at her brother’s face, who was drooling as well. - Me neither. She’s the one that bothered us in the compartment. Almost immediately, the sorting hat put her in slytherin (no surprise in that) and sit next to Draco. Ginny frowns at the sight. Hermione and Ginny were still angry at the boys (even from Gryffindor) who are drooling over her. They secretly thank Dumbledore for calling the attention of all the students to say his usual speech and then the food appeared. Ron ate like a pig, Harry talked with Dean and Seamus, Hermione talked with Ginny and Lavender about how they despise the new slytherin. After the feast, Harry and Hermione took the first years to the dorms. Once they were in the Gryffindor Common Room, the first years didn’t seem to pay attention at what Harry was saying, they were whispering things to each other and pointing at his fore head. Harry didn’t notice - Does somebody has a problem with Mr. Potter here?- said Hermione tired of listening at the first years saying how good-looking was Harry ALL the way from the Great hall. Harry looked at her confused and Hermione pointed to her fore head to make him understand. - Yes, I’m Harry Potter, I’m a sixth year student, just like everyone else in this school and I have nothing out of the extraordinary so quit looking at me that way please.- the kids nodded in embarrassment - The girls dorms are in the right and the boys dorm are in the left, your things are already there so you don’t need to worry about anything.- said Hermione and Harry mouthed a ‘thank you’ to her - Excuse me miss: are you his girlfriend? Hermione blushed and looke at Harry who looked like he didn’t know what to do - Very funny Ms.Watson but now is your time to go to bed. Classes start tomorrow The first years disappeared from their sight and they gave a sigh of relief. Then they went to their private rooms to rest as well. ******************* SLYTHERIN COMMON ROOM - Do you want me to show you Hogwarts? Anya had listened that proposal twenty times and the guys seem to not give up on making an excuse to go out with her. She just had to get out of reach and she saw Draco go to his room - Excuse me, I have to make a little visit- all the guys growled and started chatting Draco was unpacking and saw Anya enter. - Has your father ever taught you how to knock?- he said not looking at her - That, and other things- she lift her hand and Draco’s trunk closed. He turned to her - What do you want now that you have my attention? - I need to know when are you going to become one of us? - A death eater? - Yes - I don’t know, do you think my mother will want his son to have a large tattoo on his arm? Besides I’m a prefect, she’ll be mad if I don’t take car of my responsibilities - Stop playing with me Malfoy, you know if I can, I can use Crucio on you - Then why don’t you? - I have other plans- she walks to him moving her hips and kiss his cheek. Draco hasn’t moved an inch and hasn’t made any expression on his face. - I have other plans for you as well- he said when she started kissing his neck - Oh yeah, what is it? - Kick you out of my room - Wha??- the last thing Anya knew, she was outside of Draco’s room - Fuck! – she cursed under her breath and went to her dorm. ************** GRYFFINDOR PREFECTS ROOM 4.30 A.M. Harry sat on his bed, he was panting and sweating from his dream. He put a hand on his forehead, he felt his scar burning. It wasn’t a surprise since he dreamt with Voldemort...something not very pleasant. He tried to sleep but every time he closed his eyes he saw Voldemort telling him he was coming back for him this year. Harry stood up and walked to the window and looked at the moon. He thought about how much his life had changed over the years, thank God he was a wizard, or he had to be the Dursley’s slave for life! Now he had friends and was popular. He also had a few enemies and a dark wizard who has been trying to kill him for the past five years and this year wouldn’t be the exception...wow...what more can a guy want? He just hoped he had enough time to play Quidditch, do his homework, complete his prefect duties, pass the exams, and survive to Voldy’s extravagant and surprising visits. Harry sighed and tried to sleep again. ********************* FORBIDDEN FOREST 4.30 A.M. - How is everything going?- a creepy voice said - Great. The Malfoy boy doesn’t know he’s one of the chosen and wants to be on our side. We can use him. As for Potter, we just have to take care of his mudblood friend and the poor redhead. - We won’t have a problem then. Just make sure the Malfoy is on our side - Yes, father Anya returned to the school and Tom Riddle smiled at the sight of the school. Harry Potter was going to pay... ************************* A female was looking at the stars. She just had a nightmare and she was confused about it. Images of her past forgotten had returned to her mind, but she didn’t believe it was really her past. It was so...different to the life she had now. In her hand there was a silver chain, which had the shape of a heart... ********************** Voldemort apparate in his old castle in Ireland. He walked to his room and took a picture in his hands, a muggle picture. It showed the face of a 20 year-old-girl with beautiful cinnamon eyes with long wavy brown hair waving, rpobably to the photographer. She liked muggles, but she didn’t like HIM. Tom Riddle touched her picture with his cold fingers. - Crystal...where are you? ***************************** Author’s notes: sorry it was short, the next chapter will come out soon!!! Any comments, criticism, opinions, ideas, whatever you want to tell me, please write me to lime01_j@yahoo.com |