Disclaimer: I don't own anything having to do with Harry Potter; it all
belongs to J.K. Rowling who would probably refuse to ever write again if
she saw the things we put her poor characters through. But for once, I
actually do own something (yay!). Aurora is all mine. Star belongs to
CrystalStarGuardian, who was nice enough to let me borrow her for my story.
Warning: This will eventually contain slash. If that is going to offend you, then don't read the story!!!!!!!!! Duh. I had assumed that went without saying, but some people have proved me wrong about that.
A/N 2/25: Well, I recently read the fic in it's entirety, and decided that it was, to be completely honest, very far from the best it could be. Load of crap was actually what was running through my head. Probably shouldn't put that right at the beginning, should I/ Well, then I'm going to say that a few people disagreed with me on that, so maybe I'm just being a tough critic of myself. So, I'm editing the chapters and changing around a few things and then re-posting. The plot still says basically the same, just the wording changes. I simply noticed that my Slytherins switched personalities, Harry was too moony, and even though this is mainly a Slytherin fic (look at the title), the Gryffindors needed a little more involvement instead of me avoiding their existence. So, I present to you the new and much improved version of Slytherin Fire.
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On Platform 9 ¾ students were running around anxiously; saying goodbye to their parents, loading their belongings onto the Hogwarts Express, and meeting up with friends that they hadn't seen since school had been let out in June (A/N: I'm not sure when Hogwarts gets out for the summer, but most schools I know get out in June). Eventually everyone made it onto the train, waving goodbye to their families as it pulled out of King's Cross.
Ron and Harry walked up and down the train, searching for an empty compartment. They had previously met up with Hermione in Diagon Alley, where she told them excitedly that she had been made a prefect. The Gryffindors had discovered that the other prefect was Dean Thomas, so he and Hermione would be up in the prefect's compartment.
"I hope Malfoy's not back this year," said Ron.
"Yeah, maybe he finally went to Durmstrang like he wanted. I wish he would."
//If he did, it would sure make my life a hell of a lot less complicated. It wouldn't be the same around Hogwarts without him though…//. Harry realized that the thought he might actually *miss* the Slytherin and shuddered. God, Malfoy? What was he, insane?
"You okay Harry?"
"Yeah, fine. Look, here's an almost empty one. Who's that girl in there? She looks too old to be a first year."
"Well, let's go find out. She seems harmless and I'm getting fed up with walking."
They pushed open the door to the compartment and walked in. The girl that they had been talking about turned away from the window as they entered. She looked about 15. She wasn't pretty, but she was striking; with long dark brown hair, olive skin, brown eyes that were almost black, and the longest eyelashes they had ever seen.
"And you two would be?"
"I'm Ron Weasley, and this is Harry Potter."
Harry had anticipated the usual staring at his forehead, but to his surprise the girl coolly appraised them both in a haughty way that reminded him of the way Draco always stared at someone without any gaping at his scar. She had known instantly who Harry was, thanks to numerous mentions in Draco's owls.
Harry mentally berated himself. There was definitely something wrong with him if he was thinking about Malfoy this much.
"Aurora Martinez"
"Aurora, excuse me for asking, but you don't look like a first year and I've never seen you before. What are you doing here?"
"Technically I am a first year, since this is going to be my first year at Hogwarts. I'm an exchange student, from Coronados in Spain. I think I'm going to be sorted with the first years to find out what house I'm in, but after that I'm a fifth year. Not like it's any of your business."
"We're fifth years also. Maybe you'll be in Gryffindor with us, I'm sure Hermione would love you. If she meets you, prepare to be asked hundreds of questions about life in Spain. She's probably read all about your school 'An Appraisal Of Magical Education In Europe' or one of those other books she reads all the time."
"She actually reads? For fun? Sounds pathetic. Besides, I would prefer not to be in Gryffindor, I'd much rather be in Slytherin. Speaking of Slytherins, I'm actually looking for two of them. Do you by any chance know…"
Before she could finish, Draco entered the compartment, and smiled.
"There you are Martinez! Have you cast some sort of shielding spell or something, I've been looking for you for practically forever, Star refuses to let me back in the compartment if you're not with me."
Harry and Ron stared in disbelief, their jaws practically on the floor. Had Malfoy just smiled? Not sneered, but actually smiled? And was he being friendly? This was not the boy they knew. Besides, he was actually walking around without Crabbe and Goyle on either side of him. Harry nearly hit himself for thinking that Malfoy actually had a rather nice smile. The smile quickly turned back into the sneer they knew so well.
"What are you two looking at? If you tell me that you were going to make friends with them..."
"Just seeing what the boy I've heard so much about is like in person," she said sarcastically, while grinning at Draco.
His reaction was actually quite interesting. He blushed and then glared at Aurora.
"Watch it Martinez. Don't even think about playing matchmaker like Star. One person like that is enough. And even if you did play matchmaker, it would definitely not be me with one of *them*, who I would most certainly *never* talk about. Although don't you have a thing for redheads?"
She glared at him.
"No, the green-eyed ones are more my type."
As much as Draco wanted to deny the way he felt toward Harry, he was definitely the possessive type and the girl knew that a comment like that would push his buttons. He returned her glare with equal intensity.
"You're still just as irritating as you were last time I saw you, definitely a Slytherin. Now come on, our compartment's down that way and I need to talk to you."
Before they left the compartment, Ron called out
"Hey, Malfoy, what happened to Crabbe and Goyle, your two bodyguards? Got sick of being around you?"
Draco spun around.
"They went to Durmstrang, if you have to know. Oh, and by the way, do you still have those wonderful dress robes you wore last year to the Yule Ball? You know, the maroon ones with lacy edges? Or did your parents have to pawn those to afford your books this year, if you even have any?"
Ron simply glared at Draco as he turned away laughing and walked toward his compartment with Aurora. Ron turned to Harry disgustedly.
"Can you believe him?"
A/N: Hmm, for once I have no comments to make. Amazing. Enjoy the silence while it lasts ::evil grin::. Well come on, I can't stay quiet for too long, I'd go insane. Anyways, I have nothing more to say except for please review!!!!!!!! Tons of thanks to CrystalStarGuardian for letting me borrow Star!!!
Warning: This will eventually contain slash. If that is going to offend you, then don't read the story!!!!!!!!! Duh. I had assumed that went without saying, but some people have proved me wrong about that.
A/N 2/25: Well, I recently read the fic in it's entirety, and decided that it was, to be completely honest, very far from the best it could be. Load of crap was actually what was running through my head. Probably shouldn't put that right at the beginning, should I/ Well, then I'm going to say that a few people disagreed with me on that, so maybe I'm just being a tough critic of myself. So, I'm editing the chapters and changing around a few things and then re-posting. The plot still says basically the same, just the wording changes. I simply noticed that my Slytherins switched personalities, Harry was too moony, and even though this is mainly a Slytherin fic (look at the title), the Gryffindors needed a little more involvement instead of me avoiding their existence. So, I present to you the new and much improved version of Slytherin Fire.
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On Platform 9 ¾ students were running around anxiously; saying goodbye to their parents, loading their belongings onto the Hogwarts Express, and meeting up with friends that they hadn't seen since school had been let out in June (A/N: I'm not sure when Hogwarts gets out for the summer, but most schools I know get out in June). Eventually everyone made it onto the train, waving goodbye to their families as it pulled out of King's Cross.
Ron and Harry walked up and down the train, searching for an empty compartment. They had previously met up with Hermione in Diagon Alley, where she told them excitedly that she had been made a prefect. The Gryffindors had discovered that the other prefect was Dean Thomas, so he and Hermione would be up in the prefect's compartment.
"I hope Malfoy's not back this year," said Ron.
"Yeah, maybe he finally went to Durmstrang like he wanted. I wish he would."
//If he did, it would sure make my life a hell of a lot less complicated. It wouldn't be the same around Hogwarts without him though…//. Harry realized that the thought he might actually *miss* the Slytherin and shuddered. God, Malfoy? What was he, insane?
"You okay Harry?"
"Yeah, fine. Look, here's an almost empty one. Who's that girl in there? She looks too old to be a first year."
"Well, let's go find out. She seems harmless and I'm getting fed up with walking."
They pushed open the door to the compartment and walked in. The girl that they had been talking about turned away from the window as they entered. She looked about 15. She wasn't pretty, but she was striking; with long dark brown hair, olive skin, brown eyes that were almost black, and the longest eyelashes they had ever seen.
"And you two would be?"
"I'm Ron Weasley, and this is Harry Potter."
Harry had anticipated the usual staring at his forehead, but to his surprise the girl coolly appraised them both in a haughty way that reminded him of the way Draco always stared at someone without any gaping at his scar. She had known instantly who Harry was, thanks to numerous mentions in Draco's owls.
Harry mentally berated himself. There was definitely something wrong with him if he was thinking about Malfoy this much.
"Aurora Martinez"
"Aurora, excuse me for asking, but you don't look like a first year and I've never seen you before. What are you doing here?"
"Technically I am a first year, since this is going to be my first year at Hogwarts. I'm an exchange student, from Coronados in Spain. I think I'm going to be sorted with the first years to find out what house I'm in, but after that I'm a fifth year. Not like it's any of your business."
"We're fifth years also. Maybe you'll be in Gryffindor with us, I'm sure Hermione would love you. If she meets you, prepare to be asked hundreds of questions about life in Spain. She's probably read all about your school 'An Appraisal Of Magical Education In Europe' or one of those other books she reads all the time."
"She actually reads? For fun? Sounds pathetic. Besides, I would prefer not to be in Gryffindor, I'd much rather be in Slytherin. Speaking of Slytherins, I'm actually looking for two of them. Do you by any chance know…"
Before she could finish, Draco entered the compartment, and smiled.
"There you are Martinez! Have you cast some sort of shielding spell or something, I've been looking for you for practically forever, Star refuses to let me back in the compartment if you're not with me."
Harry and Ron stared in disbelief, their jaws practically on the floor. Had Malfoy just smiled? Not sneered, but actually smiled? And was he being friendly? This was not the boy they knew. Besides, he was actually walking around without Crabbe and Goyle on either side of him. Harry nearly hit himself for thinking that Malfoy actually had a rather nice smile. The smile quickly turned back into the sneer they knew so well.
"What are you two looking at? If you tell me that you were going to make friends with them..."
"Just seeing what the boy I've heard so much about is like in person," she said sarcastically, while grinning at Draco.
His reaction was actually quite interesting. He blushed and then glared at Aurora.
"Watch it Martinez. Don't even think about playing matchmaker like Star. One person like that is enough. And even if you did play matchmaker, it would definitely not be me with one of *them*, who I would most certainly *never* talk about. Although don't you have a thing for redheads?"
She glared at him.
"No, the green-eyed ones are more my type."
As much as Draco wanted to deny the way he felt toward Harry, he was definitely the possessive type and the girl knew that a comment like that would push his buttons. He returned her glare with equal intensity.
"You're still just as irritating as you were last time I saw you, definitely a Slytherin. Now come on, our compartment's down that way and I need to talk to you."
Before they left the compartment, Ron called out
"Hey, Malfoy, what happened to Crabbe and Goyle, your two bodyguards? Got sick of being around you?"
Draco spun around.
"They went to Durmstrang, if you have to know. Oh, and by the way, do you still have those wonderful dress robes you wore last year to the Yule Ball? You know, the maroon ones with lacy edges? Or did your parents have to pawn those to afford your books this year, if you even have any?"
Ron simply glared at Draco as he turned away laughing and walked toward his compartment with Aurora. Ron turned to Harry disgustedly.
"Can you believe him?"
A/N: Hmm, for once I have no comments to make. Amazing. Enjoy the silence while it lasts ::evil grin::. Well come on, I can't stay quiet for too long, I'd go insane. Anyways, I have nothing more to say except for please review!!!!!!!! Tons of thanks to CrystalStarGuardian for letting me borrow Star!!!
