Rose on the Grey
Sorry bout the lack of romance. Actually, i think their might be some. Quite honestly, i haven't decided. Right now it'sprettymuch just the anit-mary sue. Oh well. r/r please, i checked my statisticy thing, i gt one review for 15 hits and it's kinda depressing.
"Harry Harry Harry!" Harry felt a warm force barrel him over.
"Hermione!" he exclaimed. "It's only been three months." He attemptedto sit up, but Hermione had landed on top of him.
"I know." Hermione moved off of him. "But with you-know-who and all..."
Harry opened his mouth to correct her. "It's Voldemort. He has a name, you know."
Harry and Hermione both looked up, Hermione in shock, Harry in astonishment. It was a girl, one they had never seen before at platform 9 3/4 but who must have been around their age. She was tall, with dark eyes and dark hair, and dressed in all black. Well, all Hogwarts students were dressed in all black, but she made it seem like even if it hadn't been required she would have worn it. Actually, she made it seem that hadit been expressly forbidden she would have worn all black.
Harry blushed slightly as the girl walked off, realizing that he and Hermione must have looked pretty dumb scattered over the floor.
A tall, extended shadow fell across them. "No welcome?"
"Ron!"
And Ron found himself lying on the ground, Hermione on top of him. "Obviously not," he said, grinning up at her. Hermione scowled and stood up, brushing herself off.
"I'm sorry," she said, becoming the Hermione Harry and Ron usually knew. "I haven't had much contact with the wizard world over the summer...and it's really frustrating not knowing what's going on. I mean, I had to sit their and dawdle my thumbs doing all those History essays..."
Ron and Harry exchanged knowing glances as the topic was swiftly switched to school. As always.
"How'd the train get to be so full?" Ron complained, edging around the chaotic hoarde of students. "It'd be less painful to take dad's car..." Hermione shushed him, but Ron already clamped his own hands over his mouth "...which has since been lost and my dad hasn't been anywhere since," he added, just in case anyone was listening.
They finally found an empty compartment, all the way at the back of the train where it was darkest. Or at least, they thought it was empty, until one of the cushions started cursing.
"Do you always come up and sit on people?" It was the girl from earlier, who was glaring at Harry.
Harry blushed an got off of her. "Sorry," he muttered. "It was dark, I didn't see you."
"Well we've got to sit here, anyhow," Ron said crossly, shoving his trunk into the compartment. "Everywhere else is full."
They sat in utterly silence for several long minutes as the train got started.
"So," Hermione said, attmepting to break the silence. "Where you from?"
The girl scowled. "What's it to you?" They were seated in an odd arrangment, the threeof them squished into one bench and the new girl seated by herself on the other.
"Just asking," Hermione said, looking slightly taken aback.
They continued in silence.
"Hey Crabbe, Goyle!" A new voice called from the other side of the compartment door. "Get over here, this one's empty!"
"No it's not," Ron told Malfoy angerly as his face appeared around the door. Malfoy looked around at the four of them.
"Might as well be," he said, laughing shortly. "Lets see...a Weasly, nuff said there, a mudblood, no one's going to notice her, I must admit, Potter's ego takes up quite a bit of room, but the Durmstrang expelee doesn't take up any..."
"You got expelled from Durmstrang?" Ron looked intrested.
"Yes." Ron missed the sarcasm.
"Really?" he exclaimed.
"No. " The girl looked at him, as though disbelieving anyone could be that dumb.
Malfoy slid in next to the girl. "Aura didn't get expelled," he said nastily. "Her familyjust got relocated, shall we say..."
And then Malfoy turned a hideous shade of magenta.
"Don't ever mention my family, Draco," Aura told him with quite malice, wand in hand, "Unless you sincerely wish to die a painful death."
Malfoy sulked out.
"Hey, that was pretty cool," Ron said, attempting again at friendliness. "Not everyday you get-"
"Ron?" Aura interuppted, again giving him a look which Ron completely missed.
"Yeah?" Ron asked brightly.
"Shut up." With that, Aura sunk back into her seat and opened her book.
"Who stuck a stick up your butt?" Hermione muttered, quite unlike her.
"Who stuck you butt on your face?" Aura retorted, not looking up from her book.
Hermione scowled. "Does bitchiness run in the family you don't want anyone to mention?"
In a flash, the book was discarded and Aura's wand was hovering under her nose. "When someone says don't mention their family," she said, glaring at the shorter girl, "They mean, don't mention their family."
Hermione, suggesting again to Harry and Ron that she might have changed over the summer, looked the ex-Durmstrang eye for eye. "Do you have any issues you'd like to discuss?"
"With an goody two shoes little prick?" Aura gave her a disdainful look. "I don't think so."
"Cat fight." Malfoy was back, restored to his proper color. He looked at the two condesendingly. And indeed, Aura looked ready to grow claws and Hermione bristled.
"Draco, you haven't changed at all," Aura's voice had dropped to a hiss. "Unless it'sthat you've openly declared alligiance to Voldemort..."
Now Malfoy's hair stood on end. "I think," he said quietly, in a tone that was just a dangerous as Aura's own, "That of the two families, mine isn't-
He was cut off as Aura's wand wavered below his chin like a knife. "Do you people just not listen?" she growled.
"Go ahead," Malfoy taunted. "Uphold you're family name. Be a Lestranger."
Aura's eyes flashed with something incomprihensible. "My name is Aura Grey. And don't you ever forget it, Malfoy."
"I won't, GREY," Malfoy told her lowering his face until there noses were almost touching. "Traitor wizards and muggle nobodies... so much for you to chose from..." With one last, nasty, leer, Malfoy was off.
Three mouths hung open, and six eyes stared.
"What?" Aura asked, annoyed.
Ron recovered first. "You'll fit in quite nicely with the Slytherins, now won't you?" Whether he was sarcastic or not was hard to tell.
"Well I suppose I would," Aura said, scowling. "If I hadn't been assigned to Gryffindor."
Three jaws dropped again.
"But you're a Durmstrang!" Ron exclaimed.
Aura gave him a pitying look. "Good call."
"Durmstrang's aren't all bad," Hermione muttered in all fairness.
"Yeah, the dumb male Quidditch players :cough:Krum:cough: really don't have enough brains to be evil, now do they?" Aura smiled sweetly, but her eyes were cold.
"Hey!" Harry exclaimed, speaking up for the first time. "That's not fair."
"Yeah, well." Aura slouched into her seat. "Nobody ever said life was, Harry Potter."
Kinda weird, I know, please review. Tell me if you prefer a/h, a/r, a/d (I know, it really doesn't look like it's headed in that direction, but i guess it could work), or just no romance and all out aura's going to kill them all (which I personally think sounds intresting, but whatever) anyhow, r/r
Sorry bout the lack of romance. Actually, i think their might be some. Quite honestly, i haven't decided. Right now it'sprettymuch just the anit-mary sue. Oh well. r/r please, i checked my statisticy thing, i gt one review for 15 hits and it's kinda depressing.
"Harry Harry Harry!" Harry felt a warm force barrel him over.
"Hermione!" he exclaimed. "It's only been three months." He attemptedto sit up, but Hermione had landed on top of him.
"I know." Hermione moved off of him. "But with you-know-who and all..."
Harry opened his mouth to correct her. "It's Voldemort. He has a name, you know."
Harry and Hermione both looked up, Hermione in shock, Harry in astonishment. It was a girl, one they had never seen before at platform 9 3/4 but who must have been around their age. She was tall, with dark eyes and dark hair, and dressed in all black. Well, all Hogwarts students were dressed in all black, but she made it seem like even if it hadn't been required she would have worn it. Actually, she made it seem that hadit been expressly forbidden she would have worn all black.
Harry blushed slightly as the girl walked off, realizing that he and Hermione must have looked pretty dumb scattered over the floor.
A tall, extended shadow fell across them. "No welcome?"
"Ron!"
And Ron found himself lying on the ground, Hermione on top of him. "Obviously not," he said, grinning up at her. Hermione scowled and stood up, brushing herself off.
"I'm sorry," she said, becoming the Hermione Harry and Ron usually knew. "I haven't had much contact with the wizard world over the summer...and it's really frustrating not knowing what's going on. I mean, I had to sit their and dawdle my thumbs doing all those History essays..."
Ron and Harry exchanged knowing glances as the topic was swiftly switched to school. As always.
"How'd the train get to be so full?" Ron complained, edging around the chaotic hoarde of students. "It'd be less painful to take dad's car..." Hermione shushed him, but Ron already clamped his own hands over his mouth "...which has since been lost and my dad hasn't been anywhere since," he added, just in case anyone was listening.
They finally found an empty compartment, all the way at the back of the train where it was darkest. Or at least, they thought it was empty, until one of the cushions started cursing.
"Do you always come up and sit on people?" It was the girl from earlier, who was glaring at Harry.
Harry blushed an got off of her. "Sorry," he muttered. "It was dark, I didn't see you."
"Well we've got to sit here, anyhow," Ron said crossly, shoving his trunk into the compartment. "Everywhere else is full."
They sat in utterly silence for several long minutes as the train got started.
"So," Hermione said, attmepting to break the silence. "Where you from?"
The girl scowled. "What's it to you?" They were seated in an odd arrangment, the threeof them squished into one bench and the new girl seated by herself on the other.
"Just asking," Hermione said, looking slightly taken aback.
They continued in silence.
"Hey Crabbe, Goyle!" A new voice called from the other side of the compartment door. "Get over here, this one's empty!"
"No it's not," Ron told Malfoy angerly as his face appeared around the door. Malfoy looked around at the four of them.
"Might as well be," he said, laughing shortly. "Lets see...a Weasly, nuff said there, a mudblood, no one's going to notice her, I must admit, Potter's ego takes up quite a bit of room, but the Durmstrang expelee doesn't take up any..."
"You got expelled from Durmstrang?" Ron looked intrested.
"Yes." Ron missed the sarcasm.
"Really?" he exclaimed.
"No. " The girl looked at him, as though disbelieving anyone could be that dumb.
Malfoy slid in next to the girl. "Aura didn't get expelled," he said nastily. "Her familyjust got relocated, shall we say..."
And then Malfoy turned a hideous shade of magenta.
"Don't ever mention my family, Draco," Aura told him with quite malice, wand in hand, "Unless you sincerely wish to die a painful death."
Malfoy sulked out.
"Hey, that was pretty cool," Ron said, attempting again at friendliness. "Not everyday you get-"
"Ron?" Aura interuppted, again giving him a look which Ron completely missed.
"Yeah?" Ron asked brightly.
"Shut up." With that, Aura sunk back into her seat and opened her book.
"Who stuck a stick up your butt?" Hermione muttered, quite unlike her.
"Who stuck you butt on your face?" Aura retorted, not looking up from her book.
Hermione scowled. "Does bitchiness run in the family you don't want anyone to mention?"
In a flash, the book was discarded and Aura's wand was hovering under her nose. "When someone says don't mention their family," she said, glaring at the shorter girl, "They mean, don't mention their family."
Hermione, suggesting again to Harry and Ron that she might have changed over the summer, looked the ex-Durmstrang eye for eye. "Do you have any issues you'd like to discuss?"
"With an goody two shoes little prick?" Aura gave her a disdainful look. "I don't think so."
"Cat fight." Malfoy was back, restored to his proper color. He looked at the two condesendingly. And indeed, Aura looked ready to grow claws and Hermione bristled.
"Draco, you haven't changed at all," Aura's voice had dropped to a hiss. "Unless it'sthat you've openly declared alligiance to Voldemort..."
Now Malfoy's hair stood on end. "I think," he said quietly, in a tone that was just a dangerous as Aura's own, "That of the two families, mine isn't-
He was cut off as Aura's wand wavered below his chin like a knife. "Do you people just not listen?" she growled.
"Go ahead," Malfoy taunted. "Uphold you're family name. Be a Lestranger."
Aura's eyes flashed with something incomprihensible. "My name is Aura Grey. And don't you ever forget it, Malfoy."
"I won't, GREY," Malfoy told her lowering his face until there noses were almost touching. "Traitor wizards and muggle nobodies... so much for you to chose from..." With one last, nasty, leer, Malfoy was off.
Three mouths hung open, and six eyes stared.
"What?" Aura asked, annoyed.
Ron recovered first. "You'll fit in quite nicely with the Slytherins, now won't you?" Whether he was sarcastic or not was hard to tell.
"Well I suppose I would," Aura said, scowling. "If I hadn't been assigned to Gryffindor."
Three jaws dropped again.
"But you're a Durmstrang!" Ron exclaimed.
Aura gave him a pitying look. "Good call."
"Durmstrang's aren't all bad," Hermione muttered in all fairness.
"Yeah, the dumb male Quidditch players :cough:Krum:cough: really don't have enough brains to be evil, now do they?" Aura smiled sweetly, but her eyes were cold.
"Hey!" Harry exclaimed, speaking up for the first time. "That's not fair."
"Yeah, well." Aura slouched into her seat. "Nobody ever said life was, Harry Potter."
Kinda weird, I know, please review. Tell me if you prefer a/h, a/r, a/d (I know, it really doesn't look like it's headed in that direction, but i guess it could work), or just no romance and all out aura's going to kill them all (which I personally think sounds intresting, but whatever) anyhow, r/r