Disclaimer: Yeah, yeah, I know, you all are bored with reading this from other stories. But, the characters and things aren't mine, except Tareena. And Demona is my best friend's, Shannon.
Thanks To: SHANNON! Couldn't have done this without you, girl!
A/N: Although it says Tareena's 16, she's still in 5th year.
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Chapter 1
(Tareena)
16 year old Tareena smirked to herself as she went to the Great Hall. She had just came from an American orphanage. See, her parents weren't dead, they just didn't want her because she was a disgrace to the family. She didn't believe the same things they believed, so they just shipped her off to America when she was only 3. She was found wandering around when she was 5 years old and put into an orphanage.
Well, about a week ago, the orphanage people found Tareena's real parents and she was forced to go back to live with them. This happened during the school year, so not many people really knew about it. Now she's going to Hogwarts, and that's where our story starts off.
"We have a new student here." Dumbledore announced, after Tareena came in unnoticed. "I won't tell you much about her, as I am leaving that up to her discretion." He said and took out the sorting hat with a stool.
Tareena searched the crowd at the tables, looking for one boy in particular. Once she saw him, she smirked again. He had no clue... this would be a shock for him... how fun.
"If you will, come here to be sorted, Tareena Malfoy." Dumbledore said.
All eyes were now on Tareena as she walked up to the stool and sat on it. Draco was really shocked, and angry at the same time. ^She's going to mess up the Malfoy reputation. How did she get here? ^ he thought to himself, glaring at her.
Tareena just smirked at Draco again as the hat was placed on her head.
'Ah yes, definitely' "GRYFFINDOR!" the hat said.
Tareena gave her brother (who was glaring even harder) yet another smirk as she went to the Gryffindor table.
No one really talked to her, but she didn't care. And she wasn't hungry, so she just sat in her seat, singing "I'm Just a Girl" by No Doubt, softly, as she looked over her schedule.
"*Malfoy* has a sister?"
"How did she get put into Gryffindor?"
"If her brother was here, where was she?"
^I'm going to kill her. She was supposed to stay in America!^
These were some of what people were thinking ((coughMalfoycough)) and saying. The first three, our famous trio could agree with... that's what they were wondering.
"Did you hear the words to the song she was singing when she passed up? That girl has problems." Ron said.
"Ron, it's not right to talk about someone like that behind their back." Hermione scolded.
Harry was about to say something, but didn't when the three of them just watched Tareena stand up from her seat and walk calmly over to the Slytherin table.
Tareena had made her way to Draco, not caring what anyone else saw. She stopped in front of him. "Hello dear brother of mine." She said with an I'm-here-so-haha kind of smirk.
Draco was still glaring at her. "You were supposed to stay in America."
"Well I decided I didn't want to stay there anymore and come back to my loving family." She said sarcastically. "The people at the orphanage found out about 'dear old mumsey and daddy' and forced me to come back." She said bitterly.
"So? You could have gotten away. Oh, that's right, you don't have enough brains for that." He said.
"They did a spell on me, one I couldn't stop, much less you stop. And let's just see who has more brains. I had to survive on my own for 2 years in America when I was 3 to 5, not to mention survive the orphanage and you had to depend on our parents to even give you food because you couldn't do that on your own." She said.
Draco couldn't stand it anymore. He stood up and pulled out his wand. "Take that back." He hissed, now at the point where he didn't care if there were teachers in the same room.
Tareena, being the one who didn't care what the teachers thought in the first place took out her wand to. "Ha! Not likely." She said back at him.
As the Malfoy siblings raised their wands, a scream of "YYYYAAAA-HHHOOOOO" filled the Great hall. A black and red blur dove past the windows behind the teachers' table.
Snape rushed to the window and opened it to find an elastic cord hanging inches from his nose. The blur rose up again and held on to the windowsill.
"Demona, you are late." said Dumbledore.
A silvery laugh sounded, then a voice said "Gimme a sec, here." From what everyone could see, it was a tall girl with greasy hair. Even though she was upside down all could tell it would reach her shoulders. She undid the knot that held her ankles together and flipped into the room.
Snape closed the window and stomped out.
Everyone was staring at the new girl in surprise and Tareena was really surprised. "DE-MO-NA! I thought I'd be tortured here! What the hell happened?!" she yelled across the room with a huge grin on her face.
Demona smiles and replies, "I dunno... got a little hung up. The boat was late. Then I saw the towers and figured I'd make my entrance." she strides up to the sorting hat and puts it on.
'Hmm...' it said in her head. 'Could make a good Slytherin... your dad was one... then again you're like Tareena Malfoy and she went in Gryffindor... okay, I'll put you in' "GRYFFINDOR!" it called out.
Tareena smiled at her best friend and went away from the Slytherin table to meet Demona by the Gryffindor table, ignoring her brother.
"So you old goat, how ya been?" Demona said as she slid onto the bench.
"Not bad, warty toad, not bad." replied Tareena.
Demona turned to face Ron; his mouth was still hanging open from her little stunt. "Hi, I'm Demona Snape from America. Why do you look so stunned?"
"You... you just... but you... you............. Snape has a daughter?" he said, not answering her question fully.
Tareena just gave a short laugh at his surprise. "No, Dee just appeared out of no where and decided to make that her name." She said sarcastically. "And you never said your name... isn't that a little rude?" she said 'innocently'.
"Yes Snape has a kid. What's wrong with that? By the way, what does he teach?" Ron still couldn't speak so she turned to Hermione with her hand outstretched saying, "Hi, perhaps you could be a bit more helpful." Demona turned to look at Ron and said, "Your catching flies dear."
Ron then closed his mouth.
Hermione shook her hand. "Hi, I'm Hermione Granger. You'll have to excuse Ron." She said with a look to Ron. "And your dad teaches potions. You should have your schedule."
"Yeah Dee, did you turn blind on your way here?" Tareena joked. "It's floating over your plate."
"Tara, was that you talking or am I hearing voices again? As for this thing floating over my plate, I could have sworn it was part of 'the blanket of no feelings' you sometimes wrap yourself in." Dee said as she glanced over her classes.
Tara rolled her eyes. They always were like this. "Yeah, whatever. Switch!" she called and they switched schedules. "Hmm." Tara said, looking over Dee's schedule, which was exactly like hers. "Same classes... fine with me..." she said.
"Ditto... so ....... y'all got any classes with us?" Dee said looking around the table.
Before anyone could answer, two red heads who looked a little like Ron, except older, had came up while they were talking, and one of them said, "Nice entrance," to Demona.
"Thanks and you two dashing gentlemen are......?" she said.
"Fred and George Weasley." The other one said.
"Twins." Tareena said with a smile, amused.
"Perhaps you darling boys wouldn't mind helping a few lost damsels find their classes?" Dee said.
A bell rang and the Great hall was soon filled with noise and students parted in all directions.
The twins exchanged a look, but Draco came up behind Tara and whispered something in her ear, then walked off. ((A/N: I won't tell you what it was, so ha!))
Tara just sent his retreating form a look and took out her wand, muttering a spell on him. ((A/N: I won't tell you what that is either, but this one, you'll find out eventually...))
"Yes, could you?" she asked the twins with an innocent look.
The twins just smiled at the two girls. "Sure." Fred said. ((A/N: sorry for making them without the rest of their friends... this is my story...))
As they walked down the hall to the girl's first class (Transfiguration), the four decided to talk.
"You're not like the rest of your family, are you?" George asked Tara as Fred and Dee were talking.
"No." She answered. "The reason why I was in America to begin with was 'cause the 'rents shipped me off there when I was 3. I didn't believe in the same things they did." She said like it was nothing.
"And so you survived for 2 years on your own..." he said, a bit amused. "How did you manage it?" he asked.
She gave him a mysterious smile. "Wouldn't you like to know."
"Hmm, guess I'm just going to have to find out myself..." he said.
"Good luck. You'll need it..." she said.
"I wouldn't be so sure about that."
"I would." She said, "So if you need a hint, ask me, then if I feel like giving you one, I will."
"And if I don't ask for a hint...?" he asked.
She just gave him a smile. "Just keep it in mind..." she said, not wanting to spend forever on talking why he would need a hint.
"Okay." He said with a small smile.
"So... what's this place like?" Dee asked Fred.
"Big, drafty and no fun. That's why George and I try to liven' it up some." Fred replied.
Dee looked over and rolled her eyes at Tara and George. "If y'all are done flirtin', I'd like to get my bungie jumping equipment off da roof. If yer not I'll do it myself."
Fred stifled a small laugh as George's ears went pink.
They all ran to the window to see Dee rock climbing the wall with just her hands. She shouted "Leave me a map an' I'll be fine."
Tara rolled her eyes. "You need serious help, Dee..." she said with a smile. She looked at the boys. "Do any of you have a map for my demented friend?"
"Not anymore." Fred said.
"Hey Dee, you're out 'a luck!" Tara called down.
"Fine.... be that way..... you're the demented one here T." Dee replied.
"Believe what you want..." she said. "If you're just about done, we can go..."
"Forget it Tara....... I'm bound to find y'all... more fun." Dee swung back in.
Tara rolled her eyes. "Whatever, Dee." She looked at the boys. "Well, are you going to take us to class or not?" she asked.
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Well, I hoped you all liked it. There's more chapters to come, and please review!
Thanks To: SHANNON! Couldn't have done this without you, girl!
A/N: Although it says Tareena's 16, she's still in 5th year.
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Chapter 1
(Tareena)
16 year old Tareena smirked to herself as she went to the Great Hall. She had just came from an American orphanage. See, her parents weren't dead, they just didn't want her because she was a disgrace to the family. She didn't believe the same things they believed, so they just shipped her off to America when she was only 3. She was found wandering around when she was 5 years old and put into an orphanage.
Well, about a week ago, the orphanage people found Tareena's real parents and she was forced to go back to live with them. This happened during the school year, so not many people really knew about it. Now she's going to Hogwarts, and that's where our story starts off.
"We have a new student here." Dumbledore announced, after Tareena came in unnoticed. "I won't tell you much about her, as I am leaving that up to her discretion." He said and took out the sorting hat with a stool.
Tareena searched the crowd at the tables, looking for one boy in particular. Once she saw him, she smirked again. He had no clue... this would be a shock for him... how fun.
"If you will, come here to be sorted, Tareena Malfoy." Dumbledore said.
All eyes were now on Tareena as she walked up to the stool and sat on it. Draco was really shocked, and angry at the same time. ^She's going to mess up the Malfoy reputation. How did she get here? ^ he thought to himself, glaring at her.
Tareena just smirked at Draco again as the hat was placed on her head.
'Ah yes, definitely' "GRYFFINDOR!" the hat said.
Tareena gave her brother (who was glaring even harder) yet another smirk as she went to the Gryffindor table.
No one really talked to her, but she didn't care. And she wasn't hungry, so she just sat in her seat, singing "I'm Just a Girl" by No Doubt, softly, as she looked over her schedule.
"*Malfoy* has a sister?"
"How did she get put into Gryffindor?"
"If her brother was here, where was she?"
^I'm going to kill her. She was supposed to stay in America!^
These were some of what people were thinking ((coughMalfoycough)) and saying. The first three, our famous trio could agree with... that's what they were wondering.
"Did you hear the words to the song she was singing when she passed up? That girl has problems." Ron said.
"Ron, it's not right to talk about someone like that behind their back." Hermione scolded.
Harry was about to say something, but didn't when the three of them just watched Tareena stand up from her seat and walk calmly over to the Slytherin table.
Tareena had made her way to Draco, not caring what anyone else saw. She stopped in front of him. "Hello dear brother of mine." She said with an I'm-here-so-haha kind of smirk.
Draco was still glaring at her. "You were supposed to stay in America."
"Well I decided I didn't want to stay there anymore and come back to my loving family." She said sarcastically. "The people at the orphanage found out about 'dear old mumsey and daddy' and forced me to come back." She said bitterly.
"So? You could have gotten away. Oh, that's right, you don't have enough brains for that." He said.
"They did a spell on me, one I couldn't stop, much less you stop. And let's just see who has more brains. I had to survive on my own for 2 years in America when I was 3 to 5, not to mention survive the orphanage and you had to depend on our parents to even give you food because you couldn't do that on your own." She said.
Draco couldn't stand it anymore. He stood up and pulled out his wand. "Take that back." He hissed, now at the point where he didn't care if there were teachers in the same room.
Tareena, being the one who didn't care what the teachers thought in the first place took out her wand to. "Ha! Not likely." She said back at him.
As the Malfoy siblings raised their wands, a scream of "YYYYAAAA-HHHOOOOO" filled the Great hall. A black and red blur dove past the windows behind the teachers' table.
Snape rushed to the window and opened it to find an elastic cord hanging inches from his nose. The blur rose up again and held on to the windowsill.
"Demona, you are late." said Dumbledore.
A silvery laugh sounded, then a voice said "Gimme a sec, here." From what everyone could see, it was a tall girl with greasy hair. Even though she was upside down all could tell it would reach her shoulders. She undid the knot that held her ankles together and flipped into the room.
Snape closed the window and stomped out.
Everyone was staring at the new girl in surprise and Tareena was really surprised. "DE-MO-NA! I thought I'd be tortured here! What the hell happened?!" she yelled across the room with a huge grin on her face.
Demona smiles and replies, "I dunno... got a little hung up. The boat was late. Then I saw the towers and figured I'd make my entrance." she strides up to the sorting hat and puts it on.
'Hmm...' it said in her head. 'Could make a good Slytherin... your dad was one... then again you're like Tareena Malfoy and she went in Gryffindor... okay, I'll put you in' "GRYFFINDOR!" it called out.
Tareena smiled at her best friend and went away from the Slytherin table to meet Demona by the Gryffindor table, ignoring her brother.
"So you old goat, how ya been?" Demona said as she slid onto the bench.
"Not bad, warty toad, not bad." replied Tareena.
Demona turned to face Ron; his mouth was still hanging open from her little stunt. "Hi, I'm Demona Snape from America. Why do you look so stunned?"
"You... you just... but you... you............. Snape has a daughter?" he said, not answering her question fully.
Tareena just gave a short laugh at his surprise. "No, Dee just appeared out of no where and decided to make that her name." She said sarcastically. "And you never said your name... isn't that a little rude?" she said 'innocently'.
"Yes Snape has a kid. What's wrong with that? By the way, what does he teach?" Ron still couldn't speak so she turned to Hermione with her hand outstretched saying, "Hi, perhaps you could be a bit more helpful." Demona turned to look at Ron and said, "Your catching flies dear."
Ron then closed his mouth.
Hermione shook her hand. "Hi, I'm Hermione Granger. You'll have to excuse Ron." She said with a look to Ron. "And your dad teaches potions. You should have your schedule."
"Yeah Dee, did you turn blind on your way here?" Tareena joked. "It's floating over your plate."
"Tara, was that you talking or am I hearing voices again? As for this thing floating over my plate, I could have sworn it was part of 'the blanket of no feelings' you sometimes wrap yourself in." Dee said as she glanced over her classes.
Tara rolled her eyes. They always were like this. "Yeah, whatever. Switch!" she called and they switched schedules. "Hmm." Tara said, looking over Dee's schedule, which was exactly like hers. "Same classes... fine with me..." she said.
"Ditto... so ....... y'all got any classes with us?" Dee said looking around the table.
Before anyone could answer, two red heads who looked a little like Ron, except older, had came up while they were talking, and one of them said, "Nice entrance," to Demona.
"Thanks and you two dashing gentlemen are......?" she said.
"Fred and George Weasley." The other one said.
"Twins." Tareena said with a smile, amused.
"Perhaps you darling boys wouldn't mind helping a few lost damsels find their classes?" Dee said.
A bell rang and the Great hall was soon filled with noise and students parted in all directions.
The twins exchanged a look, but Draco came up behind Tara and whispered something in her ear, then walked off. ((A/N: I won't tell you what it was, so ha!))
Tara just sent his retreating form a look and took out her wand, muttering a spell on him. ((A/N: I won't tell you what that is either, but this one, you'll find out eventually...))
"Yes, could you?" she asked the twins with an innocent look.
The twins just smiled at the two girls. "Sure." Fred said. ((A/N: sorry for making them without the rest of their friends... this is my story...))
As they walked down the hall to the girl's first class (Transfiguration), the four decided to talk.
"You're not like the rest of your family, are you?" George asked Tara as Fred and Dee were talking.
"No." She answered. "The reason why I was in America to begin with was 'cause the 'rents shipped me off there when I was 3. I didn't believe in the same things they did." She said like it was nothing.
"And so you survived for 2 years on your own..." he said, a bit amused. "How did you manage it?" he asked.
She gave him a mysterious smile. "Wouldn't you like to know."
"Hmm, guess I'm just going to have to find out myself..." he said.
"Good luck. You'll need it..." she said.
"I wouldn't be so sure about that."
"I would." She said, "So if you need a hint, ask me, then if I feel like giving you one, I will."
"And if I don't ask for a hint...?" he asked.
She just gave him a smile. "Just keep it in mind..." she said, not wanting to spend forever on talking why he would need a hint.
"Okay." He said with a small smile.
"So... what's this place like?" Dee asked Fred.
"Big, drafty and no fun. That's why George and I try to liven' it up some." Fred replied.
Dee looked over and rolled her eyes at Tara and George. "If y'all are done flirtin', I'd like to get my bungie jumping equipment off da roof. If yer not I'll do it myself."
Fred stifled a small laugh as George's ears went pink.
They all ran to the window to see Dee rock climbing the wall with just her hands. She shouted "Leave me a map an' I'll be fine."
Tara rolled her eyes. "You need serious help, Dee..." she said with a smile. She looked at the boys. "Do any of you have a map for my demented friend?"
"Not anymore." Fred said.
"Hey Dee, you're out 'a luck!" Tara called down.
"Fine.... be that way..... you're the demented one here T." Dee replied.
"Believe what you want..." she said. "If you're just about done, we can go..."
"Forget it Tara....... I'm bound to find y'all... more fun." Dee swung back in.
Tara rolled her eyes. "Whatever, Dee." She looked at the boys. "Well, are you going to take us to class or not?" she asked.
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Well, I hoped you all liked it. There's more chapters to come, and please review!