Okay. This is my first time ever writing fanfiction that I actually do intend the publish. Now, I'm not going to annoy you with the headings that people normally put on their stories but I just want to say, I will except anything. And I mean anything.

Hope you enjoy the story!

Warnings: intense kissing, fem! Harry, Harry/Draco, abuse.

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Chapter 1

Juniper sat down on her bed that she shared with Draco. Draco had to go out to meet with his parents- something like that at least- and Juniper had said she would stay here. It has been almost 2 weeks since she had came into her inheritance and she still had not taken time to herself to simply think things through. Juniper flopped back on the bed as she later her head back on the pillows and started reviewing the events that had happened this summer. Her hands scaled higher to feel her pointed ears as her mind flew back in time to when this has happened.

Flashback:

Juniper stood at the exit to King's Cross waving goodbye to her friends, Ron and Hermione. Quite frankly, she was thankful to leave them, even if that meant going back to the Dursley's. She gave a small shudder at the thought of spending another two months back with them, but hey, she had survived another cursed year at Hogwarts with the Tri-Wizard Tordument! She was starting to reflect about the year when she turned and saw Vernon's face grow redder and redder. It even seemed to have a purple tint too it. Quickly, she realized that she had daddled to long and he was mad. "I'm going to get contaminated by these other freaks!" He would say. "It's bad enough to have to take care of you." Knowing not to make him even more mad, Juniper made her way quickly too him.

"Took your time, Freak," Vernon said gruffly, glaring at her. Juniper looked down in fear, "Sorry sir," she said. As she walked to the car with her uncle, shr laughed in her mind. I can't imagine how Snape or Malfoy would react to me behaving so meekly. I mean, the Juniper Lily Potter, known for her recklessness and Gryfindor behavior, behaving like a slimy Slytherin. Juniper got snapped out of her thoughts by a harsh push that had her stumbling fowards. Looking up, she realized that they had reached the car.

It had been a long and noisy trip. With Dudley complaining about something else while glaring at her, she retread into her head and watched the family. Once that had gotton to her prison for the next two months (otherwise known as #4 Private Drive) she unloaded her stuff and made her way back upstairs.

When she got in, Vernon slammed the door and shackled shut all ten locks. Putting her stuff on the floor, she opened up the trunk and got out her Transfigerarion homework out. Might as well start on it now when she could still write. When she finished, she glanced outside. Funny, she wondered. It was almost nighttime, she noted, as she saw brilliant colors overwhelm the sky, and

Petunia had not called her down to make dinner, as she normally did. Shrugging her shoulders, she made her way to the pile of blankets on the floor- apparently her bed- and attempted to make it cosy. When she deemed it satisfactory, it was not, she got changed into her pjs.

Contrary to the popular belief, she hated the colors of red and gold. For her, who spent her childhood being invisible, the colors where much too loud and flashy. Actually, she preferred the color of blue. In her pjs, she layed down on the floor of thin, dirty blankets and started thinking.

During the time of the Tordument, she had done a lot of reflecting about her school life, while spending half her time being mad at Ron. How dare he think that she put her name in the Cup. He knew how much she hated fame. The fact that Ron has thought that saddened Juniper the most. Why? Because it proved to her a fact that she had been trying to deny the last few years, the fact that Ron was not truly her friend. Yeah, he was there for her, but when things got bad, he balied. He only was there because of her fame.

Hermione too. Even though she did come around quicker than Ron, at first she did not believe her. Hermione was also the reason she was so bad at school. Though Hermione spent a lot of the time criticizing her for being bad at school, she never did anything to help her. For Merlin's sake, Juniper had came to school without knowing a thing about magic or her fame (cough cough, Snape) and she was bombarded with such high, or low, expectancies.

Professor Snape hated her on her first day- would someone please explain why; Proffessor of All the DADA teachers had something wrong with them which made the year end badly, History of Magic was stupid, Divination too. It was not her fault that Hogwarts lacked good teachers. Come to think of it, how did Herminone come school already knowing spells. She had said on the train that she had practiced them before, but that's not right- no magic was allowed for underage people. It properly had something to do with Dumbledore. Honestly, Juniper would not be surprised.

It was kind of sad if you thought about it. That she had not true friends. Only her, and the stupid Girl-Who-Lived title. She was a baby for Merlin sake. And anyway, how did they know it was her who defeated Voldie. She was the only eye-witness at the scene. Lily could have killed Vold, but have died from magical overuse for doing so. Stupid world. Stupid Dumblebore.

Shaking her head loose of such thoughts, Juniper put her mind to finishing her homework. Line after line of her horrible handwriting got written on the page. Her books open on the floor to different pages, where she had referenced them for the question. She was pretty smart most of the subjects at Hogwarts. Juniper was just told as a child to hide her intelligence, or she would get a beating. Needless to say, she caught on pretty quick. It didn't help that there was not much encouragement anywhere. Especially potions.

When Juniper had first learned about potions, she had been fascinated with the subject. Years of cooking had sparked a fascination with the art. And potions reminded her of that, without the bad memories. Guess what! She also did do the assigned reading, but the questions the Snape asked had not been in there. So, soon she grew a hate for the teacher, which corresponded with a hate for Potions.

She packed her quill and ink sway as she finished the essay. putting it nearly to the side, she got ready for bed.

Looking around, Juniper spotted a pile of blankets in the corner. I guess that's my bed. Going over to it, she packed most of the thin blankets into a pillow, before using the least dirtiest one as a blanket. wincing as her back hit the hard floor, she soon fell asleep.

Juniper was startled awake by a harsh banging on the door.

"Wake up you good for nothing freak. You forgot to make breakfast!" Vernon shouted.

Shit, Juniper thought, looking outside through the bars on her window. The sun was up high in the sky. I woke up too late.

Quickly, Juniper changed into Dudley's cast offs and opened the door to see Uncle Vernon's red face. "No food for a week," he said, "And a beating." He ended the statement with a cold grin on his face, leering at her body. Juniper shuddered at the look at his face, before going to the kitchen and starting on the food.

Bacon and eggs. Once they were done, she started longingly at the food before Vernon told her to go upstairs and get ready for him. With a sigh, she did. Leaving the kitchen that now smelt of the aroma of delicious food.

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Hope you enjoyed the story!