Ariella's POV

I will be going to Hogwarts tomorrow. I had gotten all of my school supplies early so that I would be able to study and try to catch up with the rest of the 3rd years. I got my school robes modified so that my wings would fit, and my cloak is long enough to cover my wings in case of a strong breeze.

I need to get my wand today so I am going to Ollivander's. When I walked into the shop there were boxes of wands everywhere.

"Hello?" I call out

"Are you here for a wand? Right this way!" Ollivander tells me

"Here try this one, 8 1/2 inches holly with dragon string, good for charms. Just wave it." he says

I wave it and nothing happens.

"Oh no, not that one. Here try this one. 7 inches cedar wood phoenix feather, not to bendy. " he hands another wand to me.

"Hmm, no not that one either, I suppose. Try this, 9 inches Oak wood, unicorn hair, stiff." handing me yet another wand to me.

"No no, not any good either, perhaps 8 1/2 inches ash wood, and a hair of a grim, good for spells." he hands me a black wand.

I wave it and all the shadows in the store start moving.

"Hmm, yes that does look like it fits for you, interesting choice. Interesting indeed." He mutters to himself

"Why is it interesting?" I ask him

"Hmm, oh because a hair of a grim would usually be used for the dark arts. I hadn't thought I would ever sell this wand but the wand picks the witch or wizard. Anyways that will be 5 galleons please." He answers

I hand him the money and leave the shop with my new wand. I go back to the Leaky Cauldron and pack up my stuff so that I can get to King's Cross early tomorrow morning.

-The next morning-

I get dressed in a black shirt, black jeans, my black combat boots, and my black cloak to hide my wings. I braid my long black hair to keep it out of my way. The I put on my black rose necklace and some makeup. When I'm ready I call a taxi to take me to King's cross the next morning at 9 a.m, when I get there I pay the taxi and get out. I find platforms 9 and 10, but I can't find 9 3/4. I see a very pale boy with bleach blond hair talking to his father.

"You need to be more careful this year, Draco. He is will return, so you need to watch what you say about him." his father tells him

"Excuse me, can you tell me where platform 9 3/4 is? I'm a transfer student and no one told me how to get to platform 9 3/4." I explain

"I'm going there now so you can just follow me, I'm Draco Malfoy." Draco tells me

"Thanks, I'm Ariella Thana." I tell him.

I follow him to the brick wall separating plat form 9 and 10.

"The wall is a barrier so that no muggles accidentally come into platform 9 3/4." He explains.

"Oh. So we just walk through the barrier?" I ask him

"yes"

We passed through the barrier and I saw I giant red train with the words 'Hogwarts Express' written across the side. Draco and I parted ways and I went to find an empty booth, the only one I could find had a new teacher I it, but he was asleep so it wouldn't bother him. I started to read one of my books Hogwarts, A History while I waited until 11 when the train would leave.

I had been reading for about an hour and a half when 3 people came in and asked if they could share the booth with me. The girl was tall with brown puffy hair, one of the boys had flaming red hair, and the other boy had brown hair, blue eyes and a lightning shaped scar on his forehead.

"I'm Ariella Thana." I introduced myself

"I'm Hermione Granger." said the girl with puffy hair.

"Ron Weasley." the boy with flaming red hair said.

"Harry Potter." The boy with the scar said

"Nice to meet you all." I said and looked back down to my book.

"Wait you don't know who Harry is?" Hermione asked

"Should I?" I ask

"He's the-boy-who-lived! You know the one who defeated You-Know-Who when he was just a baby?" Ron exclaimed.

I gave them all a blank look.

Hermione gave me a quick recap of what had happened to Harry in the past.

"I had help!" He insited

"But even with help you still had to face some of that yourself." I said

"So are you a new student?" Harry asked changing the subject.

"Oh, yes I'm an American transfer student." I tell them.

"What school are you transferring from?" Ron asks

"Oh, um, I'm transferring from the Salem school for witches and wizards." I tell them, hoping they don't know much bout American history.

"Oh, cool." Ron replies.

Later 2 other students come and sit in the compartment, a girl Luna Lovegood. She started talking to Harry, Ron and Hermione, while I sit and continue reading my book.

"Well, look who it is," said Draco, opening the compartment door. "Potty and Weasel."

The 2 boys beside him chuckled.

"I heard your father finally got his hands on some gold this summer, Weasley," said Draco. "Did your mother die of shock?"

"That's not very nice to day Draco" I say as Ron stands up so quickly he knows Hermione's cat basket to the floor.

"Ariella," he says sounding surprised. "What are you doing with these 3?" He asks me.

"They asked to sit in the compartment, so I let them." I tell him.

"You shouldn't be around them, no one will respect you if you continue to hang around the mudblood and Potter and Weasley." Draco says, as Harry holds Ron back with fury in his eyes.

"Well you shouldn't say such things if you ever want people to be kind to you." I say as I turn away. Draco leaves with a look of surprise still on his face.

"What's a mudblood?" I ask

"A mudblood is what purebloods call muggle born witches and wizards, saying that their blood is dirty. There are purebloods, half bloods, and muggle born." Harry explained to me

"Half blood?" Fear shot through me, how did they know.

"Yeah, a parent is a wizard or witch and the other is a muggle. What are you? Half blood, pureblood, or muggle born?" Ron asks

"I'm a half blood." I say.

"How do you know Malfoy?" Hermione asked

"He showed me how to get to platform 8 3/4 this morning." I explained.

Suddenly the train stops. And I melt into the shadows as everyone starts getting up.

"We must be nearly there," said Ron, leaning forward to look past Professor Lupin at the now completely black window.
The words had hardly left him when the train started to slow down.
"Great," said Ron, getting up and walking carefully past Professor Lupin to try and see outside. "I'm starving. I want to get to the feast...
"We can't be there yet," said Hermione, checking her watch.
"So why're we stopping?"
The train was getting slower and slower. As the noise of the pistons fell away, the wind and rain sounded louder than ever against the windows.
Harry, who was nearest the door, got up to look into the corridor. All along the carriage, heads were sticking curiously out of their compartments.
The train came to a stop with a jolt, and distant thuds and bangs told them that luggage had fallen out of the racks. Then, without warning, all the lamps went out and they were plunged into total darkness.
"'What's going on?" said Ron's voice from behind Harry.
"Ouch!" gasped Hermione. "Ron, that was my foot!"
Harry felt his way back to his seat.
"D'you think we've broken down?"
"Dunno..."
There was a squeaking sound, and Harry saw the dim black outline of Ron, wiping a patch clean on the window and peering out.
"There's something moving out there," Ron said. "I think people are coming aboard..."
The compartment door suddenly opened and someone fell painfully over Harry's legs.
"Sorry - d'you know what's going on? - Ouch - sorry
"Hullo, Neville," said Harry, feeling around in the dark and pulling Neville up by his cloak.
"Harry? Is that you? What's happening?"
"No idea - sit down -"
There was a loud hissing and a yelp of pain; Neville had tried to sit on Crookshanks.
"I'm going to go and ask the driver what's going on," came Hermione's voice. Harry felt her pass him, heard the door slide open again, and then a thud and two loud squeals of pain.
"Who's that?"
"Who's that?"
"Ginny?"
"Hermione?"
"What are you doing?"
"I was looking for Ron -" "Come in and sit down -"
"Not here!" said Harry hurriedly. "I'm here!"
"Ouch!" said Neville.
"Quiet!" said a hoarse voice suddenly.
Professor Lupin appeared to have woken up at last. Harry could hear movements in his corner.
None of them spoke.
There was a soft, crackling noise, and a shivering light filled the compartment. Professor Lupin appeared to be holding a handful of flames. They illuminated his tired, gray face, but his eyes looked alert and wary.
"Stay where you are," he said in the same hoarse voice, and he got slowly to his feet with his handful of fire held out in front of him.
But the door slid slowly open before Lupin could reach it.
Standing in the doorway, illuminated by the shivering flames in Lupin's hand, was a cloaked figure that towered to the ceiling. Its face was completely hidden beneath its hood. There was a hand protruding from the cloak and it was glistening, grayish, slimy-looking, and scabbed, like something dead that had decayed in water...
But it was visible only for a split second. As though the creature beneath the cloak sensed Ariella's gaze, the hand was suddenly withdrawn into the folds of its black cloak.
And then the thing beneath the hood, whatever it was, drew a long, slow, rattling breath, as though it were trying to suck something more than air from its surroundings.

"What are you doing here?" I ask the creature that looks like on of my father's wraiths.

It didn't answer but, an intense cold swept over them all.

"Harry! Harry! Are you all right?"
Someone was slapping his face.
"W - what?"
Ron and Hermione heaved him back onto his seat.
"Are you okay?" Ron asked nervously.
"Yeah," said Harry, looking quickly toward the door. The hooded creature had vanished. "What happened? Where's that - that thing? Who screamed?"
"No one screamed," said Ron, more nervously still.
"But I heard screaming -"
A loud snap made them all jump. Professor Lupin was breaking an enormous slab of chocolate into pieces.
"Here," he said to Harry, handing him a particularly large piece. "Eat it. It'll help."
Harry took the chocolate but didn't eat it.
"What was that thing?" he asked Lupin.
"A dementor," said Lupin, who was now giving chocolate to everyone else. "One of the dementors of Azkaban."
Everyone stared at him. Professor Lupin crumpled up the empty chocolate wrapper and put it in his pocket.
"Eat," he repeated. "It'll help. I need to speak to the driver, excuse me...
He strolled past Harry and disappeared into the corridor.

I followed the professor, I wanted to know why these dementors where here.

I walked to a group of dementors and asked again "Why are you here?"

One answered in a dry rasping tone "we have been sent to find Black. He escaped us."

"Do not interfere with the students again do you understand?" I command

"Yes." They said in the same rasping tone.

I returned to my compartment, got my school robes and went to change, so that no one would see my wings.

When I got back everyone else had already changed and waiting, sice there was only 15 minutes left.

-15 minutes later-

I had just gotten off the train when this huge man comes up and told me to go in the boats with the first years. After crossing the lake and entering the school, I see a hat on a stool and it starts to sing.

"Oh you may not think I'm pretty,
But don't judge on what you see,
I'll eat myself if you can find
A smarter hat than me.

You can keep your bowlers black,
Your top hats sleek and tall,
For I'm the Hogwarts Sorting Hat
And I can cap them all.

There's nothing hidden in your head
The Sorting Hat can't see,
So try me on and I will tell you
Where you ought to be.

You might belong in Gryffindor,
Where dwell the brave at heart,
Their daring, nerve, and chivalry
Set Gryffindors apart;

You might belong in Hufflepuff,
Where they are just and loyal,
Those patient Hufflepuffs are true
And unafraid of toil;

Or yet in wise old Ravenclaw,
if you've a ready mind,
Where those of wit and learning,
Will always find their kind;

Or perhaps in Slytherin
You'll make your real friends,
Those cunning folks use any means
To achieve their ends.

So put me on! Don't be afraid!
And don't get in a flap!
You're in safe hands (though I have none)
For I'm a Thinking Cap!" It sang.

Students started being called up to be sorted until it was my turn.

"Thana, Ariella!" My name is called

The hat is placed on my head and it starts to talk to me.

Hmm, a demigod? Interesting, and a daughter of thanatos. Well that explains your last name I guess. But let's get in with the sorting shall we.

Why are you in my head.

Let's take a look at your memories. Oh you joined Kronos to try to stop him? Interesting. But that didn't work did it. Hmm control over shadows, that's considered a dark art. Hmm how about SLYTHERIN!

I hear clapping and I walk over to the Slytherin table. I sit at the end of the table near the shadows.

After the feast and Headmaster Dumbledore's speech, I follow Draco and the rest of the Slytherins to the dorm. The prefect was showing the first year and I to our dorm rooms.

"Ariella, under special circumstances the Headmaster assigned you your own dorm, so you won't be sharing with anyone else."

"Why does she get her own room?" Someone asked, as everyone turned to look at me.

"I don't know anything other than that she gets her own room. And that the Headmaster would like to speak with her this week." The prefect answered

"Do you know why?" Draco asked me

"Yes"

"Are you going to tell us why?" He asks

"Not until I know that I can trust all of you. Until then, no I won't tell you." I say as I enter the room and close the door.

The room is big, it has a connected bathroom so that no one finds out. The walls and bed are black with silver and green accents. There is a dresser, bookshelf and table with chairs with the same dark wood. I get ready for bed and stretching out my wings and then crawling into bed for the night.