The Loneliest Girl - Ch. 1

A Strange Day For Quidditch

It was Oliver Wood's third year at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry and so far everything was normal, well as normal as Hogwarts can be. Half way through the school year Gryffindor was playing Ravenclaw in Quidditch. Gryffindor was up by twenty points and refused to let Ravenclaw have the Quaffle, the beaters were speeding in and out of the rest of the players protecting their teams. So far it was three hours into the game and the Snitch still hadn't been sighted.

A Ravenclaw had finally intercepted the Quaffle and was speeding towards the goal posts when a portal opened in the middle of the field. A girl ran out with a manticore five feet behind her, the whole pitch became quiet at this and started watching the two on the field. Oliver saw the girl's immediate danger as she stumbled and feel to the ground. He leaned forward on his broom silently pleading with it to go its fastest as he became a blur and swooped up the frightened girl carrying her to the safety of the teacher's box where she immediately jumped off the broom and into the farthest corner away from everyone shaking as she cried tears that wouldn't come out.

Snape removed his cloak as he glided over to her and knelt gently wrapping it around her fragile form. Albus took one good look at the three in the corner and postponed the game to deal with the manticore and the schools' new guest. The manticore was quickly caught and disposed of while the girl was taken to the hospital wing.

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As she woke up in the hospital wing two men entered, one of which was carrying a goblet that was steaming. When they came near the older male spoke, "I see your finally awake, welcome to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. My name is Albus Dumbledore and I'm the current headmaster here." His eyes twinkled as he smiled and sat in one of the nearby chairs.

A soft, silky voice drew her attention to the one holding the goblet. "Yes, I guess I should introduce myself. Snape, Severus Snape; the current potions master." He bent over her and placed an icy hand on her face, "Your burning up, drink this." Snape held the goblet out to her but she backed away fear and anger registering in her eyes.

"No! That's what brought me here!" she yelled at them and thanked her lucky stars she choose to wear her riding clothes because at that moment she jumped out of bed and onto the ground running out into the hall. As soon as she came to the first staircase she looked around and knew that she was lost, but kept going down halls. as she came to the end of one hallway Albus appeared before her so she spun around only to face Severus. Her body went rigid with anger of being trapped again, her eyes grew dark and she raised a hand sending a wall of flames towards Albus and a jet of water to Snape sending him sprawling on the floor looking like a drowned rat.

She decided to follow the great smells as finally grew tired and hungry. The school became quiet once again that day as the red haired girl interrupted. Albus smiled and rose from his seat, "Tonight our guest will be spending the night in Gryffindor, I ask you all to please be thoughtful when around her. Will you please come up here and give us your name?" She looked ready to bolt but meet the encouraging eyes of a familiar boy, the one who saved her.

As she took long strides forward to the teachers there was much murmuring about what happened when she got out of the hospital wing. She stopped smartly and gave a half smirk to the teachers, "My name is Heinali." At this Snape grinned and gave his first real smile the school had seen. "At least its better than Ghanima" he muttered, much only to his and her amusement.

That night after everyone had finished dinner the houses went their separate ways, Heinali was grinning like a Cheshire cat near a canary cage. As she entered the common room the third year girls lead her up to their dorm and started giggling about how they wished Wood could have saved them. Her head started to spin and her breathing was starting to get short and shallow in the confined space. Get away you dumb blonds, i don't care who you think is the cutest guy! She thought, and in a sudden movement she was out the door and in the common room huddled on the couch close to tears once again that day. The males near the couch moved away as she settled down and gave each other looks wondering why was she to stay in Gryffindor.

As the room cleared and the students turned in only Heinali, a prefect named Marie, and Oliver Wood were left sitting around the fire trying to soak up the last bit of warmth. Soon a Professor came to shoo them to bed, but only ended in a shouting match with Heinali that woke the whole house wining smiles from most of the fourth through sixth year boys.

After the teacher gave up on trying to make Heinali sleep in the dorms the night was peaceful.

A/N: I need a beta reader for my stories. If you want to know what Heinali and Ghanima mean then ask, I'm sure my muse will tell in time, she choose Heinali because thats her name. So original isn't she?

Disclaimer: I don't own anyone you recognize, just the plot. I don't even own the names Heinali and Ghanima. Although I do own a few articles of Snape's and Wood's clothes. *giggles and smirks at the half bare men*