Alright people my latest thing coming out of my mad lab. I'm sorry I haven't updated on the other two. I'm having a writer's block right now and I won't update until I get 5 reviews. And I don't own any of the HP castcriesbut I do own all the characters I created so if you want to use them ask me first. My twin souls (Tom Felton and Don Henrie) haven't come in yet even though I sent in 6724 box tops for them, or was it 6725? Anyway, here's the story.

Zale cursed under her breath irritably and gently tugged on her black, blue streaked ponytail as she wandered thorough the train. She had had to transfer from Varian School of witchcraft and Wizardry to Hogwarts when her foster mother moved to Brittan form America where she had lived since she was 6 after she had finished her fifth year at Varian. She had made no friends over the summer (she had no intention to) and she had very few friends back in the U.S that were scattered to the wind. The only real friend she had at the moment was a very large long haired black cat named Ebony and she had run off somewhere.

She wandered into a random corridor and slid the door open and found a pale young man with platinum blond hair falling casually in his icy blue-gray eyes gracefully sprawled across the lumpy seats with a very large black cat with a color of silver metal studs curled up in his lap. The cat seemed to be very pleased with herself that she had found a new companion. She was also very pleased that he was scratching behind her furry ears.

Zale was cross because Ebony ran off but her anger faded slightly and her lips twitched in what might be considered to be a smile.

"So that's where you ran off to, eh?" she said with false vexation, "And how many times have I told you to actually let me follow you so I don't tear down the place in all its entirety searching for you? Remember I blew up my last school looking for you."

The cat chirped and jumped out of the young man's lap and wound around Zale's legs. Zale couldn't help but smirk and gaze at who had been scratching her cat's ears, "Well, at least you have good taste in friends."

The blond young man actually let out a small chuckle.

"You've got some attitude, girl. I like that."

Zale snorted, "You've have quite an attitude yourself, but if Ebony likes you I suppose I have nothing against you... yet. And don't call me "Girl". I have a name you know"

"Oh? And what would that name be Cat Eyes?" he said looking into her cat like gaze.

"Zale Kaida Nyoko Yates."

"Draco Malfoy."

The two shook hands and she sat in the seat opposite to him.

"So this is your cat?"

She nodded. "What's it to ya?"

"I was going to keep her until I saw the collar around her neck. Damn shame, I Turkish angoras." (A/n that is a real cat bread people, my kitty is 1 look it up.)

"Not for dinner I hope."

"Who ever heard of eating a cat?" Draco said with disgust.

"Some muggles in Asia consider cat a delicacy and I hear some of the wizards do too," Zale said.

Draco gave her a look like she was insane but said nothing.

He quickly scanned up and down her body, analyzing her.

Zale was definitely different. She was a little over a meter and a half tall, with pale brown skin marred with scars made by what appeared to be blades and numerous tattoos and black, blue highlighted hair that fell to her shoulder blades.

She had full wine red lips and a slightly hooked nose and long dark lashes. Her eyes undeniably were out of the ordinary. They were like Ebony's, a cold emerald green that could burn a hole in your soul and the pupils of a predator.

Zale's dress was also very unusual to Draco. She was wearing a black lacey tank top and super wide black bondage pants with several chains hanging from them including one around her waist that served as a belt that covered her platform boots.

Black mesh gauntlets that reached nearly to her shoulders covered her arms, concealing the dragon tattoos snaking around each arm and her wrists were covered by spiked black bracelets and her fingers were covered in numerous silver rings of different designs. Her fingernails and eyes were painted black and tipped silver and small silver chains hung from the many earrings in her ears, connecting them.

"You're not from around here are you?"

Zale simply said "I was born here. My parents were killed by Voldermort," she momentarily paused when Draco shuddered and gave him a questioning look, "When I was very young and then I was put into a bunch of foster homes because they knew nothing about my family. Someone adopted me and I moved to America when I was 6 and ran away. They put me back up for adoption. I was in foster homes until I was eleven and went to Varian. Then I moved back here."

There was an awkward silence between them until Draco asked a question that had been on his mind since she had walked in. "How did you get that scar on your eyelid? Not like Pothead and his little friends Weasel and that Mud Blood Hermione Granger I hope."(A/n I have nothing against Hermione. She's cool.)

She gently ran a long slender finger down from her left eyebrow to her cheek. "I'm not sure actually. It's just always been there. And who are you talking about when you said Pothead and Weasel?"

"Harry Potter, The boy with an ego the size of a mountain and people that worship the ground he walks on." he replied with disgust, "And Ron Weasly. That whole bloody family is disgrace to the purebloods."

"Harry Potter goes to Hogwarts? Interesting. I don't see why people worship the ground he walks on. "Defeating the Dark Lord" my ass! Some of us have had it off far worse and have destroyed far worse than a nasty wizard with a wand."

Draco raised an eyebrow and said, "Oh? And what would those things be?"

"Demons" She said simply. "I've fought some far smarter, far more cold, far more ruthless and far more powerful than Voldermort."

Again Draco gave an involuntary shudder. "Will you

stop saying that name! He's back you know."

"I am well aware of that. I'm not afraid of him or any other wizard."

"You seem to be fearless."

She got up, her cat in her arms as she went to change into her robes but said to Draco, "Things aren't always what they seem, my dear Draco." And left.

Draco just sat there dumb founded as the train pulled into

Hogwarts and smirked. "This year may actually be fun."

And so ends! the chapter Ok so I won't update on any of my stories until I get 5 reviews! Bwahahahahahahahahahaha!!!! I'm an evil little bitch aren't I?