Life and Why It's So Hard
Chapter 1: Flashback
"GRYFFINDOR!" The hat yelled. But it was no big surprise for me considering I'm the last descendant of Godric Gryffindor. I am also related to Albus Dumbledore…he is also descendant…of course; he's my great uncle, my grandmother's brother. I walked over to the table that had none other than my family heirloom lingering on the flag above. I'm Animagus; I turn into a Lioness and that is also my Patronous. I can, also, see auras and see the future; those powers (including Animagus) run in my family ever since Godric Gryffindor's time.
I sat down next to none other than Harry Potter. My name is Elizabeth Althea (family name) Vantury. My last name was from the line that went to Godric's fourth daughter. I have reddish brown hair that comes to mid-back on me. My eyes are cloudy blue. I probably don't live up to my family; I'm not as noble or brave as them I'm very shy, but I will go to any lengths to help friends.
"Hello, Elizabeth, I'm Harry. I'm in my second year," said Harry, I looked at him.
"You can call me Thea. And I know who you are."
"Oh…um…okay, Thea, then. Are you a pure-blood?" He asked.
"Yes. Last descendant of Godric Gryffindor." I said while looking at my very dirty shoes.
"Really?"
"Yeah…I'm not that interesting, though. My brothers are."
"Who are your brothers?"
"Oh, they already graduated and are now married and living in Puerto Rico."
"Okay, then. So, you're the youngest?" I didn't answer.
"Hi, I'm Fred and this is my brother George."
"Hi."
"I'm Ron and this is Hermione. This is Ginny, but you saw her being sorted just now. This is Percy." I just nodded.
"Which Gryffindor kid are you from?" Percy asked.
"Athena, the fourth child of Gryffindor."
"That must mean you're related to Professor Dumbledore." He said.
"Yes, I am. He is my great-grandmother's brother."
"Wow."
"Not very cool. It just means more people are looking to me for great things or something."
"I know how you feel there." Harry muttered.
"Yeah, I'm sure you do. I have it as bad as you."
I laughed humorlessly. I glanced at Harry; his aura was gleaming bright red. He's under stress and so is Percy…and just about everyone else here. My aura is red and yellow—when I'm in good moods, therefore, it is red and yellow now.
"Oh, this is Neville Longbottom." Ron said. I looked at Neville; his aura is Yellow and black; Hufflepuff.
"You're in Gryffindor." I stated.
"Er…yeah." Neville said.
"Was you're mother Alice Prewett? Her last name now is Longbottom, of course."
"Yeah…she's my mother."
"You're descendant from Helga Hufflepuff. Why aren't you Hufflepuff?"
"That is a good question that I'm not even sure of."
"Well, your father was in Gryffindor, but nevermind."
After the feast everyone went to they're dormitories. Our dormitory was just as my mother had described it. I walked up the winding staircase to the girl's dormitory. I sat down on the bed next to Ginny Weasley.
"Is that a locket?" Ginny asked me about my necklace that I had forgotten I was wearing.
"Yes."
"Is there a picture in it?" she asked.
"Yes." I said and opened it and showed her.
"It—its Godric Gryffindor."
"Yep."
"Cool. Does it go down in your family?"
"Yep."
"Are you tired?"
"Yep."
"Okay, 'night."
"'Night." I said and we all went to sleep.
The next day, Ginny was already up and getting dressed. I got up and put my robes on and got my book bag and put on my locket and Ginny and I left together.
"You know what?" I asked Ginny after our first class.
"What?"
"I didn't think I would like it here." I stated.
"Why?"
"Because…well…my brother told me lies about Hogwarts."
"Really? I'm mean…my brothers told me weird stuff they've done, but it didn't make not want to come."
"Oh no! I wanted to come, but I just didn't think I would like it."
"Oh." We stopped talking for a minute when a group of Slytherins walked by. Three of them stopped in front of us.
"Move please." I ordered nicely.
"No. Hey, weasel. And who are you again?" He asked.
"Thea. Who are you?"
"My name is Draco Malfoy. Crabbe and Goyle"
"Why did you just call her weasel? I'm sure she's braver than you and it's obvious that her last name is Weasley."
"Just move please." Ginny said from my side.
"I'm not done talking to your little friend here."
"Well…I'm done talking to you; so, I suggest you don't follow us, because if you do, you'll regret it." I threatened and we pushed past them. I glanced over my shoulder at them; they're faces had a mixture of anger and shock.
"That was a little mean…what you told them." She stated.
Third Year
As I laid here, next to the lake, thinking of my favorite day in first year, the day disappeared from my head and left the shocked face of Draco.
I was lying under a tree outside. Ginny walked over and sat down beside me again. I sat up.
"You thinking about him again?"
"No. I'm thinking about how trouble Harry's in with Triwizard thing. The first task is coming up and Harry isn't doing anything to prepare. I've read books; there have been people die in these events before."
"Well…I'm not worried. Harry's really good. He'll think of something at the last minute I'm sure."
"Do you even know what the first task is?" I asked her.
"No."
"Dragons."
"How do you know? Did you tell Harry?"
"Hagrid told me. I did tell Harry and he told Cedric."
"Isn't that cheating?" Hermione asked as she came over.
"Yeah, but I have a feeling Fleur and Krum know too."
"Oh, okay." Hermione sat down beside us.
"Anyway, were you thinking of Draco before I walked over?" Ginny asked and Hermione's eyes got wide.
"You like Draco?" She asked, completely astonished.
"A little. He's just so mean. But I have a problem." I stated.
"What?" They asked.
"I think…I think I like Harry too."
"It's a big leap from Harry to Draco." Hermione laughed.
"I know. Harry's already asked me to the Yule Ball."
"Really?" Ginny asked, getting excited.
"Yeah."
"You might actually be together." Hermione smiled. But we stopped talking abruptly, because Harry walked over and sat down.
"How do I get around a freaking dragon?" He whisper yelled.
"Harry…" I tailed off.
"What? Having second thought about going to the Ball with me?" He snapped.
"No. I was just going to tell you that you should fly around the dragon. Like when you get in yell Accio Firebolt." I suggested and he jumped up.
"That's a great idea! Thea! You are a life-savor." And with that, he ran off yelling, "Ron!" I laughed.
"How did you think of that?" Hermione asked.
"It's logic." Hermione's face melted.
" I didn't think of it…" She whispered to herself but Ginny and I pretended we didn't hear because we know she didn't want us to.
"Well…anyway, what's up with you guys that are older?" Ginny asked.
"Older by a year?" I laughed. "That's not much older."
"Yeah, but you know my brothers would kill you if you came up marrying Draco Malfoy. Huh, Thea Malfoy. Has a nice ring, doesn't it?" Ginny rolled over laughing and Hermione did too.
"Ha ha, very funny," I frowned, "it doesn't sound any better than Thea Potter."
"True…but Thea Potter sounds better." Hermione smiled.
"Yeah. Uh huh."
"Are you happy classes are over and the weekend is started?" Ginny asked.
"Well…considering…the Yule Ball is day after tomorrow and tomorrow is the first Triwizard Competition is tomorrow. This outta be fun." I said sarcastically.
"Oh your just mad because you were have to dance."
"I'm not mad at that. I actually enjoy dancing. Its couple dancing that I can't do. I'm couple dancing illiterate." I laughed.
"Would you dance if Dra—" Ginny began but I cut her off because Draco Malfoy was walking by. He glanced at me and then walked out of the pier and took his shirt off and dove headfirst into the water. My jaw dropped when I saw his muscles.
"Wow." I whispered.
"You know he did that just to make you look stupid." Ginny giggled.
"Well…it worked." Hermione muttered; I slapped her on the arm.
"I do not look stupid." I snapped and Ginny made a face. Hermione bust out laughing. Ginny's mouth was dropped; she was looking forward with her eyes bugging. Then she made her face go back to normal.
"That was you when you saw his muscles."
"Oh shut up!"
"I don't want to know what your face will be like when you see Harry's muscles." Hermione let an usually high pitched giggle.
"I'm ready to go in." I snapped reducing my eyes too slits.
"Oh, come on!" Ginny snapped and pulled me back on the ground next to her. When Draco resurfaced; he was really close to us and he splashed us. We all screamed and jumped up because the water was freezing. I looked at him. He was smirking.
"There you go, Vantury! I hear the A/C's out in the Gryffindor Tower! Thought I'd help." He sneered.
"And you like him?" Ginny whispered in my ear as we walked in, shivering.
"I don't know why!" I exclaimed.
"I guess you're attracted to bad boys." Hermione suggested.
"I like Harry and he's not bad!"
"Well…he is always sneaking out." Hermione said smartly.
"True. Uh…what do I do?" I almost whined.
"Well…I think you should choose." Ginny suggested.
"Hey, kitty-cat!" I heard from behind me. Ginny, Hermione, and I turned only to see Draco, in all of his sopping wet glory, Crabbe, and Goyle. I felt my face turn red with rage. I hadn't read auras in a while by the way.
"Don't call me kitty-cat!" I snapped.
"No? Well…how's Fifi?" Draco smirked. I pulled out my wand. What do I see in him!
"What are you gonna do?" He smirked again.
"Ablattero!" I yelled and Draco started babbling uncontrollably.
"What did you—" I cut her off.
"RUN!" I exclaimed and we ran inside but the picture of the Fat Lady looked in a bad mood.
"Pass—"
"Live loak!" the portrait flew open and we ran inside. We flew passed Harry and Ron but Harry caught my wrist.
"What's up?" He asked.
"Can't talk! Hexed Draco Malfoy! Professor Mcgonagall angry! Got to…hide!" I exclaimed and we ran upstairs; leaving a very shocked Harry and Ron. Hermione ran into Ginny's room and mine and sat on my bed with me.
"I can't believe you! You like him but then you hex him! Do you see the weirdness in that? Do you realized, that if you were to date Draco you would be in a horrible relationship?" Hermione asked.
"What made you hex him, anyway?" Ginny asked.
"I hate being called kitty-cat! You know I change into a lioness! I hate being called that! I should've changed into my lioness form and killed him right then and there!" I exclaimed angrily.
"You know that if you did that you would've been kicked out of Hogwarts!"
"Ginny, I like Draco, but me liking him is getting to be too much. Maybe—maybe I should leave." Hermione's eyes filled with tears.
"You will not leave. No yet. Maybe, you'll realize that you can stay because of Harry." She said.
"Maybe your right. I'll try that, but I make no promises."
"You're only in your third year!" Ginny exclaimed. "Maybe you won't feel this way next year!"
"Okay, I will avoid him as much as I can." I settled.
"Okay…at least."
"Okay. Well, let's go back outside. I have a feeling he didn't tell." I stated.
"Okay! Let's go!"
"Hold on."
"What?" Hermione asked.
"Let me check the future—no, Hermione, I cannot see if Harry will stay safe in the task, can't see that far—but I need to see if Draco did tell or not." I said. I closed my eyes and the room spun for a moment. I sight that I didn't expect came to me.
"Draco, who put the hex on you?" Professor Snape asked. Professors Mcgonagall, Flitwick, and Sprout were standing next to Snape waiting to see if it was one of their students.
"I—can't tell!" Draco exclaimed.
"Tell me, Draco, or we will call your father and he will get it out of you," threatened Snape.
"Please, no. If—if it happens again…I'll tell, but not now," argued Draco.
"Was it a Gryffindor, Draco?" asked Snape.
"Um…no." He lied.
"Okay, Draco, if it happens again it'll be a truth potion for you," said Snape, looking livid, he and the other professors stalked off.
"Okay, it's safe. Draco refused to tell them."
"Really? Wow." h