I awaited the train off to the side of the mob of people. The noise so loud already, but louder still because of what I am. The burning scents of human sweat and vile breath swam around me. My eyes viciously harassed the crowd, glimpsing even the slightest twitch from a distant person. I kept running my tongue over my teeth, wishing secretly a certain thick red liquid could torture my mouth and distract me from the unnaturally close proximity to the normal human witches and wizards who were stuffed in the large train station.

A shiver ran up my spine, as I could feel someone's eyes appraising me. I let my eyes take another sweep of the large station and found I had not gone unnoticed by a small group of four slightly older looking teen boys in a corner to the left of me. These boys were strange, their auras made me fidgety, and nervous. I licked my lips as they became to dry. I looked at the tallest boy closely as I noticed him staring the most intensely. I noticed his unusually long hair as being a strange silver and his eyes were a cold grey, that had an intriguing beauty all their own.

I was slightly startled, but remained impassive as I was tapped on the shoulder. I turned slowly from the strange boy with the silver hair and gray eyes, to a new specimen of human. This new male was very large at least six feet already and had a ruff messy beard that took over half his face, and though he smelled somewhat like the other students crowded around the room, his blood smelled… stiffer. If that made sense, his blood seemed bold but very dull, in a way that made me think he was a creature that had adapted out of the category of 'prey'. And as I studied my reaction to him I realized nothing about him intrigued me, and though that may sound mean, it isn't. It meant he wasn't in any danger from me.

I could see him get confused as I physically relaxed a little in front of him, as if that wasn't the normal reaction he got from people. His mouth was opened slightly as if he had been about to say something, but no verbal note ran from his tongue. I perked an eyebrow as I waited for his eyes to stop roaming up and down my form, a normal action from men so I had grown to tolerate such an it didn't look as if he was going to speak any time soon so I decided to start the conversation.

"What is it you want I'm waiting for someone." This seemed to knock him somewhat out of his verbal petrifaction.

"Oh Wh-What? I 'polgise fer starin' miss, but ya haven't been seeing a toad around here, have ya?" his voice was heavily accented, and though I could tell he was trying to whisper he still had outdoor voice. I frowned and I saw him blush bashfully.

"Ah no I haven't seen one and I would certainly not like to find one." I grimaced and turned away from him as my sister Bellatrix approached me. I heard him walk away sullenly.

"Desy! It's so good to see you again!" Bella chimed but she sent a very nasty look toward the retreating boys back. "What in Merlins name did that thing want from you?" She said lowering her voice but only a little and looked at me with a sneer curling her upper lip.

I shrugged lamely, "He was looking for a toad." She pursed her already thin lips and seemed to dismiss the subject with a wave of her hand.

"Come Desy, I think it's best we leave now and get on the train." Bellatrix turned to lead me away without another word. I nodded even though she wasn't paying me any mind anymore and turned to follow her onto the train, remembering a time only a few years ago that she used to follow me around before everything changed.

We climbed onto the train after relieving ourselves of our luggage and she lead me down the corridor toward the back compartments and found a few girls her age to sit with. It was a little uncomfortable to shadow my sister like this after all she is three years younger than me but I was told to keep a very low profile by our parents and who better to overshadow me then attention hog Bellatrix. I mean Bella was loud, opinionated and could be very obnoxious. She even made pureblood friends easily and was a good manipulator, I on the other hand have changed much in the passed few years; before I was bitten I was just like Bella maybe even worse because I knew Bella had looked up to me but being bitten had changed not only myself but the way my family acted towards me.

My family never touched me anymore; no more hugs from my mother, no more kisses on my forehead from my father. I knew they were afraid of the wolf and embarrassed to have such a burden placed on the family name. That's why having just turned sixteen it was my first year at Hogwarts. The school board finally won out that a young witch my age should be with her peers, not home schooled out of society.

Bella sat between two girls and ignored me as I stood in the doorway awkwardly both girls were glancing at me curiously but made sure not to ignore Bella as she talked animatedly about her summer. I tuned out though and glanced down the hallway wondering idley if I could stray away and for how long.

A loud crash brought me out of my thoughts, I turned around swiftly my long straight ebony hair falling into my eyes and I made swift movement to claw it back into place. Laughter ripped threw the hallway silence. My eyes fell to the boy who was now at my feet. I narrowed my eyes as I noticed him look up at me and blush. The boy had dark hair that just about covered his whole face especially over his left eye, he wore a long black robe that rode up by his feet revealing dark blue jeans and large black combat-like boots that he wore overlapping his jeans on one leg but let his jeans overlap his boot on the other. He smiled sheepishly as he got to his knees then his feet then he stepped back to his buddies behind him who were still trying stifling their laughter.

I turned my head to see that Bella looked annoyied as she stood behind me, the two other girls were still seated and although they looked curious they didn't invade Bellatrix's space or ask her to move so they could look too. I sighed not really wanting to deal with this. I turned back to the boys and blinked slowly, almost stupidly. Then suddenly I heard the compartment behind me open and two other boys appeared, one following the other with incredible haste I was surprised that one didn't trip over the other. I watched as their eyes swept over the situation, the stupid blushing boy and his 'hysterical' friends.

Then one opened his mouth, and the words that followed had me entranced. "What's going on? What's all the commotion about?" As if I were a snake and he was my charmer. And he did look like quite a charmer, if I did say so myself. He had a fair complexion with short slightly curly hair and beautiful even features. He also wore robes, like blush-boy behind me but his were longer with his greater height of about 5'8"- 5'9". And I could see half of his perfects badge pinned over his heart. He was wearing a green scarf that matched his silver and green tie, that made me come to the conclusion that he was a Slytherin. And boy if I didn't have the feeling that I wanted to be a Slytherin right now…

I locked my jaws as I felt the need to whimper rise in me. I heard the boys behind me stop laughing, and I heard one of them step forward then stop. "Nah, nothings wrong, Tom, this girl here," he motioned towards me, "just started dissin' us Slytherin's for no reason at all, man." Tom, so his name was Tom. For no reason at all I think I'll just store that information away for later use.. Wait a second what did he just…?

"Excuse me, but I do know for a fact you're I had said nothing to you until now, and you started this confrontation, if you can really call it that…, by throwing your buddy there at me. And besides I myself am a Slytherin you dolts! I felt the anger in me quickly start clawing it's way to the surface and that was seriously not good.

A small headache, made me pause to realize how close the change actually was, as I had come to realize in my years that that was what signified the beginning of my change, though it's different for everyone. I made myself calm down and take a breath as I felt the headache start to slide into my eyes, starting to change them from their human mossy green color to their intense glowing yellow. I turned away from the obnoxious boys to concentrate and grab a hold of myself but instead met the dark eyes of Tom. The boy next to Tom didn't look at me but Tom did.

His eye's widened as they met mine, and I held my breath and unconsciously clenched my fist, not noticing that long black claw-nails had impaled my skin until I started to bleed a little. I suddenly felt Bella's hand on my wrist and smell of my own blood, was what knocked some sense into me though, and I took a deep breath still looking into Tom's eyes and forced myself to relax.

"Oh Desiree, you're bleeding! I'll take you to the bathroom." Bella faked concern for me and pulled me by my wrist passed Tom who had composed himself but was still staring at me a strange calculating look in his eyes.