I had written another story very similar to this on my other account TeenageConspiracy. I had lost my notebook with the original story in it (again). I like this idea and I'm hoping to run farther with it than I had before. Keep in mind I wrote the original during my freshman year of high school. I'm now going in my fourth year of College. I also have a part time job so I can't promise prompt updates. It may or may not follow the original story. Who knows where this will go because I sure don't. I hope however reads this enjoys the plot bunny I had so many years ago. Do not own HP.-Blackbird
The Great Hall is as loud and full of life like every other year. It feels so great to be back here. It is the start of my last year and I'm glad to be back with my friends.
"Daya!" Turning towards my favorite red-headed twins, I see them waving me over to their spots at the Gryffindor table. I take my seat right between Fred and George with Ron, Hermione, and Harry sitting across from us.
"How was your summer Miss Daya?" George throws an arm around my shoulders.
"Lonely without my ginger twins. How was your summer? Surely miserable without your favorite Slytherin."
"Oh of course. How did we manage without our best girl?" Our conversation drifts into a comfortable conversation as we wait for Dumbledore to start the sorting. It's not long before Dumbledore introduces McGonagall and she starts reading names.
The sorting went by fast. Every house cheered loudly when a new member was announced. I received several strange looks from the new Gryffindor additions since I'm the only Slytherin at the table. I hardly ever sit with my fellow snakes.
Now the only thing stopping the first day feast was Dumbledore's yearly speech.
"Welcome everyone to another wonderful year here at Hogwarts. I would like to announce the new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher, Dolores Umbridge." A plump woman dressed in all pink stood from her seat at the professor table. As she sits back down, Dumbledore continues with his speech and the do's and don'ts.
"I have a strange feeling about Umbridge." Fred puts an arm around my shoulder, "Don't worry about it. I'm sure it's just all that pink." I give Fred a smile and listen to Dumbledore.
The feast was wonderful as usual. We all caught up on what we had been doing. I was unable to visit the Weasley's during the summer so I missed out on so much fun and trouble-making. It's not long before I'm caught up on all of their hijinks.
The Gryffindor common room is warm as the fire burns and many people sit around and catch up on the missed activities of the last three months. Ever since I became friends with the twins, I have always been welcomed into the common room. Their older brothers took a shine to me, since I tried to keep the twins out of so much trouble, so they made sure I was always safe and welcomed in the common area.
I sit curled up with Fred as George sits across from us. We discuss the possible pranks for the year. We also briefly talk about the joke shop that the twins want to open up. With thanks to Harry, the twins can afford to open their shop. They won't admit it but I know that the pressure of their 'perfect' siblings gets to them. They don't feel like they are up to par with their prefect and head boy siblings. They aren't like their siblings. They are special and unique. They want to bring laughter and humor to people. They always have. They world is falling into some dark times and it needs laughter. Besides the trio, I am the only one who supports the idea of the joke shop. I know they can do it. I know they will do it well.
"Sorry boys, it's getting late. I'm off to get my beauty sleep before we start with whatever classes we have tomorrow." I stretch out of my seat and Fred grabs my hand.
"Come on, we're about to discuss the best prank ever."
"Nope. No can do. I am exhausted. Goodnight Fred. Night George."
"Goodnight." The twins say together. They are very good at that. I walk through the portrait and wave goodbye to the Fat Lady. The only down side to hanging out in the Gryffindor common room is the long walk to the Slytherin common room. On the plus side I have some quiet thinking time.
After several minutes I reach the cold common room. Very few people are still up. Even though there is still plenty of time before curfew, the train ride makes many people exhausted.
"Well if it isn't the house traitor." Of course Malfoy is still up. The past five years he has been nothing but annoying.
"Isn't it past your bed time, Draco?" I head toward the girl dormitory stairs.
"Shouldn't you be shagging your blood-traitor boyfriend?"
"Bugger off Draco." He and his friends laugh as I head towards my room. I wish we were in different houses. Bad enough I have to deal with him during the summer. My aunt is friends with his mother. I am so tired of polite dinners with him.
The Great Hall is loud and cheerful. I take a seat next to my one Slytherin friend, Dawn. We became friends after she defended me in one of our classes first year. The Slytherin's in my year don't like that I have Gryffindor friends. She immediately starts playing with my hair. She can't stand having long hair but loves playing with it. My hair has always gone to my lower back. The only thing Dawn doesn't like about my hair is that it is practically pencil straight. I get my black straight hair from my father, not that he knows.
"So miss Gryffindor lover. How was your summer?"
"Well Miss Hufflepuff lover, it was okay." She lightly shoves my shoulder.
"Hush, I haven't even told Dylan yet that I like him yet. Does Fred know?" I scoff as she starts French braiding my hair.
"No, and Aunt June wouldn't let me go see them during the summer. Says I shouldn't be hanging around traitors so my summer was filled with dinners with the Malfoy's"
"I'm sorry. I know you miss your mom. It's been what? Three years now?" I pour myself some coffee.
"Almost, yeah." She developed pneumonia and sadly she never got over it.
"You should have mentioned your father. I'm sure he would have taken you in." She finishes my hair and sits back next to me. I look around before I respond with whispering.
"I could not do that to Severus. He has no idea. I'm not going to derail his life plans by telling him he has a 16 year old daughter. Now shut up about it."
"Shouldn't he know?" I sigh.
"Yeah. But how do you tell someone that they have a teenage daughter that he was never informed of." Dawn rubs my shoulder comfortingly.
"I'm sorry," McGonagall hands the timetables to each head of house. "Maybe you could start being honest with people by catching yourself a Gryffindor." I laugh with her as I look over toward the Gryffindor table. There is Fred, with his friends and family, laughing themselves. They never once rejected me. Mrs. Weasley actually made me a famous family sweater during our second year. He even asked me to the ball last year but that was it. We had a fun night but no relationship came out of it. George told me that Fred is just scared. Who knows?
"Miss Newell." Snape hands me my timetable before giving Dawn hers.
"Why did we decide to take more potions this year?" Dawn groans.
"Because both our futures requires it."
"I need a new future. I don't know if I'll survive this year."
"Looks like we have DADA first. You ready for that." I look up to Umbridge. It might be all the pink, but I don't like her.
"Let's see what kind of teacher she is."