Title: The Darkest Part of Dawn
Chapter: Geek in the Pink
Author: TigerTiger02
Disclaimer: I own nothing.
Dedication: to everyone.
Timeline: I'm just going to ignore HBP and OotP
A/N: This story may not be updated depending on reviewer response. So it's important that anyone who liked this even a little bit to say something, lest I piss anyone off.
Siobhan Jocelyn Greenwich sucked on the blood lollipop. "Damn these things just keep getting better and better…" she muttered and popped Jason Mraz's new CD 'Mr. A-Z' into her player. She was aboard the Hogwarts Express. She had of course never been to Hogwarts, why would she have a reason? That's what Arcadia Academy was for. Joce, as she loathed to be called, had grown up in Los Angeles. Just recently an exchange program had been enacted and she had been chosen to go to the Scotland based school, which was lucky for her because she was pretty much a social leaper, by choice, in her own school.
Joce wasn't what you would call normal, she was a quarter vampire for one, and for two she was a witch. Her family had kicked her out after discovering both. It wasn't as if she had a choice in either matter. The vampire side had been her mother's fault completely, or so she claimed. When her mother had been pregnant a vampire had thought it would be mad wicked to try and turn the pregnant woman. Of course he had failed miserably and somehow the quarter vamp-child came to be. Not that her parents ever noticed anything was off. Joce wasn't about to question Fate, bad things would happen, but she had always wondered why her? There had been plenty of pregger women running about. So why her?
Unconsciously her hands clenched when she thought of the bastard who had taken her life away. Oh yeah she had met the vampire, years later as an only slightly innocent 10-year-old. She had been hanging out with some Muggle friends of hers. He had been so near, she could feel him. He had come up to her and tugged her away, his hand over her mouth. He whispered about how she was his family. Joce hadn't even thought about screaming or fighting back, she had been so terrified. One second he was there making her whole fragile life crash down around her ears, and the next second he was gone. She had gone to her parents who had confirmed it; it wasn't until the letter for Arcadia Academy had come that they actually kicked her out.
The smell of fresh blood caught Joce's sensitive nose and she twitched slightly. She stared at her blood slicked hands, a craving for the coppery tang making her feel faint and fluttery. "Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!" she screamed angrily and quickly unwrapped a blood sucker. It was difficult considering she still hadn't taken care of her hands. The sucker was in her mouth in seconds, the soothing coppery tang flooding her mouth. She fumbled for her wand and conjured some pieces of cloth to hold in her hands. Her jaw clenched reflexively as her wounds began to clot and were pulled open by movement.
There was a clang and her head snapped up. A girl stood there, tall and slim with boyishly short green hair. Blue-green eyes stared at her in the confines of heavy black eyeliner. The slender girl wore a tight-fitting System of a Down t-shirt, a pair of worn dark blue jeans, and a pair of heavily scuffed combat boots. She held a trunk in one hand and a messenger bag in the other. "Hey, care to share your space? I looked through all of the other compartments and they all looked sucky." She said. "By the way I'm Astrid Sun Croft." She said and promptly shoved her trunk into the hanging carrier. "And you have blood on your hands," she grabbed one of Joce's hands and yanked it toward her, "Ouch, that's got to hurt like a bitch, here this should help." She said quickly and took out a small pot, she wiped the orange paste on Joce's wounds and the already healing crescent shaped marks closed up. Joce looked up, stunned beyond belief.
"Who are you?" she asked quietly.
"I swear to god I already told you, Astrid Sun Croft." She said while looking at Joce expectantly.
"I'm…" for so long people had called her Joce, she hadn't been able to escape that name easily, and it wasn't who she was anymore. But here was a chance to be called something else, for a new life. "I'm Siobhan Jocelyn Greenwich. Call me Sio." There was a bang from the compartment door and both girls turned to it. A redhead was standing there; she quickly closed the door and drew the blinds.
"I don't know you and you don't know me, this is good, either of you have a cigarette?" Both girls' hands dove into their purses. Sio was the first to grab hers and she flipped the top open to reveal a full pack.
"Straight from Magellan," Sio said as she pulled two out. She passed one to the red-head and pulled out a book of matches. Lighting the cancer sticks, Astrid opened the windows.
"So who's Magellan? You know other then the dude who sailed around the world, and other crap." Astrid asked.
"He's a friend of mine. I give him a hundred bucks every couple of months and he buys me packs. Great guy, smells perpetually of pot though." She added as an afterthought. Sio turned to the red-head who was sucking down the cigarette like a nicotine deprived addict.
"Wow, I bet you could suck a golf-ball down a garden hose!" Sio said, "So what's your story."
"I'm Ginevra Molly Weasley." She said between puffs.
"Wow, you smoke like a nuclear plant." Astrid said offhandedly. "Anyway, I'm Astrid Sun Croft."
"My name is Siobhan Jocelyn Greenwich, Sio to friends." Sio smiled widely, since she had accidentally sliced her hands open her fangs had become predominant, both girls shrank back, fear flickering in their eyes.
"I'm a quarter vampire, by default. Some stupid minion decided it would be wicked cool to turn a pregger woman and have her have a vampire offspring. And somehow I came to be. Usually I'm good about my… feeding habits; I don't eat people, or farm animals for that matter. I eat blood-pops; they keep it… pretty well under control."
"What happens when you need blood? Like if you're near death." Astrid asked suddenly.
"You don't want that to happen." Sio said savagely.
"Why? What happens?" Astrid prodded.
"I kill whoever is close enough." She said ominously. Astrid got beyond silent and merely puffed away. However Ginevra spoke up.
"What if you can't keep it under control with blood-pops?" she asked.
"I get a little… loopy for lack of better word, I also injury myself. It's not a good life, despite the extra-sensory-perception, and the heightened regular senses, the good fighting ability and the healing that only happens if I get some blood in me. Well Vi, Astrid, aren't you two going to be leaving me now?"
"Vi? I like the sound of that and no." Sio frowned.
"Are you stupid? I could kill you if I can't control this."
"So, I have faith in you. If you do feel the need to… erm… feed then you would tell us to get away."
"I'm so touched, and slightly outraged." Sio said. "I'm warning you guys, if you don't heed my warning to get away then you'll die most likely."
"Yeah, yeah, we get it." Astrid said. Suddenly someone was knocking and the three girls turned to stare at each other. Vi's large brown eyes darted back to the door and she stood up and opened the door.
"Thank god! You all look good, I thought I would have to lodge with bloody Potter." The girl spat out. She had long midnight black hair and large gold-flecked green eyes, cat eyes. "My name is Duvessa Sienna McKenna." She said and thrust her hand forward. She was short and highly curvaceous with bronzed skin. "You can call me Vessa however."
"Or Triple A." Sio said. Vessa blinked. "The last letters… you know." An understanding look came over Vessa's pretty features and she nodded.
"I get it, so Chuckle's, what's your name?"
"Sio, uh short for Siobhan Jocelyn Greenwich."
"I'm Vi Weasley."
"The name is Astrid and the game is strip poker." The other three girls turned to her and stared. "What? It's a fun game." Astrid said. Vi froze and shushed them.
"Is that Jason Mraz?" she asked in awe.
"Yeah, makes me think of Doug." Sio sniffled slightly and turned up the volume.
Well let the geek in
the pink take a stab at it
If you like the way I'm thinkin' baby
wink at it
I may be skinny at times but I'm fat full of
rhymes
Pass me the mic and I'm a grab at it
Well isn't it
delicious crazy way that I'm kissin'
This baby listen to this
don't wanna miss it while it's hittin'
Sometimes you gotta fit in
to get in
But don't ever quit cause soon I'm gonna let you in but
see
Sio giggled and stood up to began dancing, Astrid joined her shortly. Vi and Vessa exchanged looks and stood up to dance as well. Vessa nudged up the volume button so the music blasted in their compartment.
I don't care what you
might think about me
You'll get by without me if you want
Well,
I could be the one to take you home
Baby we could rock the night
alone
If we never get down it wouldn't be a let down
But sugar
don't forget what you already know
That I could be the one to turn
you on
We could be the talk across the town
Don't judge me by
the color, confuse it for another
You might regret what you let
slip away
Like the geek in the
pink pink pink
well like the geek in the pink, yeah
Harry turned to Neville, "What's that noise?" he asked.
"I don't know, Harry, I think it coming from the compartment two doors from us." Both boys exchanged a look and stood up. By the time they had reached the compartment both were looking more then apprehensive.
Well this
relationship fodder don't mean to bother nobody
But Cupid's
automatic musta fired multiple shots at her
Because she fall in
love too often that's what the matter
At least I talk about it
keep a pattern of flattery and
She was starin' through the
doorframe, and
Eyeing me down like already a bad boyfriend
Well
she can get her toys outta the drawer then
Cause I ain't comin'
home I don't need that attention,
Vi was having the time of her life, she hadn't felt this good since before first year. Ever since Tom Riddle's diary, (honestly a boy shouldn't have a diary, he should have a journal, she thought in the back of her mind), had come into her life pain had thrown itself at her and not in the fun kinky way. Depression reigned and nothing seemed to flow correctly. Now in her sixth year she thought maybe it was time for something good to happen, such as getting totally fucking awesome friends.
See I don't care
what she might think about me
She'll get by without me if she
want
well, I could be the one to take her home
Baby we could
rock the night alone
If we never get down it wouldn't be a let
down
But sugar don't forget what you already know
I could be
the one to turn you on
You could be the talk across the town
Don't
judge it by the color, confuse it for another
You might regret
what you let slip away
For so long Vessa had been a popular girl and then she had been bitten, by a werewolf. Her father had crossed the wolf and in repayment Vessa had been savagely attacked. After that people had shied away from her, her friends turned their back. She had become her worst nightmare, an outcast. After that, the midnight-haired beauty took to… doing unmentionable things. Now she had a chance… a chance to have friends… she didn't want to tell them… but it would be for the best, wouldn't it?
Hey baby look at me
go
from zero to hero
you better take it from a geek like me
I
can save you from unoriginal dum-dums
who wouldn't care if you
complete them or not
Astrid felt herself grinning madly. It was hard being who she was, trying to maintain calm and composed when all about her people were whispering about the freak of the school. Now she had good friends, people who didn't care if she was a little weird. People who didn't seem like they would care if she liked kissing boys a bit too much and kissing girls just as much…
So what I've got a
short attention span
A coke in my hand
Because I'd rather have
the afternoon, relax and understand
My hip hop and flip-flops it
don't stop with the light rock
A shot to mock you kinda puts me in
the tight spot
The hype is nothing more than hoo-ha so
I'm
Developing a language and I'm callin' it my own
So take a
peek into the speaker and you'll see what I mean
That on the other
side the grass is greener
Harry flung the door of the compartment open with his wand raised and froze. Four pairs of eyes stared at him.
"Pardon you, you just ruined our jive." A raven haired girl said, she had a blood sucker in her hand and she licked it petulantly. A set of fangs glinted in the soft light and Harry couldn't help but stare dumfounded at her.
"You know for a supposedly smart and brave guy, I gotta say that he isn't looking so smart or brave right now." A blue-haired girl said. The raven-haired girl snorted back a laugh, almost chocking on her blood-pop in the process. It was then thay Draco Malfoy decided to see what was going on.
"So Potter what's Weasel doing here with these attractive ladies?" he asked, letting his gaze run over Vessa's body. Harry turned and pointed his wand at Draco who whipped out his wand at the same time. Both stood there waiting for the other to move. The music continued to be played in the background.
I don't care what
you might think about me
You'll get by without me if you want
I
could be the one to take you home
Baby we could rock the night
alone
If we never get down it wouldn't be a let down
But sugar
don't forget what you already know
I could be the one to turn you
on
We could be the talk across the town
Don't judge it by the
color, confuse it for another
You might regret what you let slip
away
like the geek in the pink pink pink
I'm the geek in the
pink ya'll
geek is the new color for fall
I'm the geek in the
pink
so I'm the geek ya'll
in the pink ya'll
geek is the
new color for fall
I'm the geek in the pink
She leaned forward, her eyes shining with something akin to desperation. "Please... I love you... review..."