CHAPTER ONE-THE TRAIN RIDE

CHAPTER ONE-THE TRAIN RIDE

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Dear my precious Persephone,
Why did I have to go? Why did I ever leave my home? Because it was the right thing or because my parents wanted me too. ' we'll miss you' they said, ' have fun' they said. I really don't want to go. I am not a witch. I am much more powerful than that.

Well I have to get up now. The train is coming soon and I have to find it.

Signed:

Dolce Demonio

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'Look for people in black with trunks.....Gottcha.'

"Excuse me ma'am."

"Yes sweetheart. Can I help you?"

"Well, yes you can...I need to know how to get on the train. Can you show me were it is?"

"Why of course darling. Hogwarts, too? Well all of my kids go there now. Fred honey? Can you show this young lady to the train?"

"Sure mom. Here, follow me"

"Thank you ma'am. You've been ever so kind."

"Oh don't worry dear. It was a pleasure...what a nice little girl."

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"Ok, so this is where the barrier is and you just walk through."

-Inside The Train-

"Thank you very much for showing me how to get on."

"Hey don't worry about it...I haven't seen you at Hogwarts before...are you new here?" asked Fred.

"Why yes, I am."

"Do you know what year you're in?"

"Year?"

"Oh...well...how old are you?"

"15"

"Hey, you're the same year as my little brother. Why don't I go introduce you to him?"

"ok"

The two walk down the hallway of the train till they reach the end. Fred knocks on the door.

"Hey you guys, open up."

The door slides open and Fred walks in.

"I want you to meet someone" beings Fred, "this is Miss..." he stops. He looks at the girl next to him saying that he doesn't know her name. She reads his face and fills in the awkward silence.

"My name is Dolce Demonio."

"Well hi Dolce. I'm Ron and these are my two friends, Hermione Granger and Harry Potter."

"It's very nice to meet you. May I sit with you? It seems that the boy that was escorting me has left my side." said Dolce.

"Of course you can," said Hermione, " what year are you anyway?"

"5th year"

"So are we!" exclaimed Ron excitedly, " what house do you think you'll be in?"

"House?"

"Are you a muggle that happened to be born a witch, like me?" Hermione said.

"No, I am not a witch." Said Dolce, "I am much more powerful than that."

At that moment the door on the compartment opened.

"Well, well, well, have you made a new friend Potter? Is she also a mudblood?" said Draco.

"Shut up Malfoy." Said Ron.

"Is this an enemy of yours?," Dolce asked Hermione.

"Yes" answered Hermione.

"So who's your new friend Potter?" Draco asked again.

Dolce stood up, walked over to Draco, and looked straight into his eyes.

"What makes you think I am going to tell you my name? Being a Malfoy and all, I would have thought that your father would have taught you some manners."

Draco was taken back by this. No one had ever spoken to him in this sort of fashion. Draco looked up at the girl and in her eyes saw a fierce color of red. Her eyes looked as if they were on fire. Then he remembered what his father had said about those with fire in their eyes. 'Never get on the bad side of a sorceress, for they have more power in their little finger, than any witch or wizard ever alive.' Draco then looked at Dolce who was much shorter than he thought she would be. Draco then looked down at his feet to say that he was sorry for offending her but noticed that her feet weren't even touching the ground.

When he looked up at her again he noticed that all around him the air began to get thinner. He could hardly breath. He could feel himself choking for air.

Inside the compartment were Harry, Ron, and Hermione were they could hear someone outside making noises. They rushed outside to see who or what was making the noise. Hermione was the first to scream. Then Harry got down on his knees next to Draco asking him what was wrong. All Draco could do was hold his breath until the spell was taken off of him.

Ron looked around him to see if anyone was there. He saw that Dolce was leaning against the wall staring at Draco wide-eyed. In her eyes he saw a flame of red burning fire.

"Dolce!" he shouted," what's going on?"

"I am giving him his just desserts," she answered.

Dolce saw that Draco had apparently learned his lesson and took the spell off of him. She walked over to Draco, who was breathing hard, and knelt down at his side. Dolce looked at him and whispered into his ear, "Never underestimate me."

Hermione looked up at Dolce who went back into the compartment and whispered to herself, " I can't understand what she did."

Draco (who had apparently heard her) said, "That is a sorceress...and I just got on her bad side. "

"Is that bad?" said Ron.

Draco stared at him is shock, "Ron, for once follow my advice, you never want to get on the bad side of a sorceress. Cause once you are you can never gain their trust or friendship. And if you ever make friends with one of their kind, you will never have to worry about any evil coming your way." And with that he collapsed on the floor.

A/N:: The Title The Road Less Traveled means that the 'Road' that Dolce must take is less traveled by others like herself. Docle is a Sorceress, and the paths of Sorcery and Magic rarely cross each other. Dolce must choose between what she knows and what she will learn from these people to follow the right road. Hence the Titled The Road Less Traveled.

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