Authors note: I'm not good at writing..I'm sorry. I'll try my best. However, this chapter is going to be the only one like this(with all the different POVs). The stories main POVs is going to be Destiny's and Hermione's, the whole chapter will be in their own POV. I don't know if that makes sense...sorry about that:/ Well I guess you can start reading now:)
Disclaimer: I only own my name(which isn't even Destiny) and my OC(which is Destiny). Everything else is all JK:)
I wake up at a quarter past eight. Using my elbows, I raise myself up cringing at the popping sound my back made. I stay there for a while until i remember that today was the day i get to go to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry as an exchange student, for my last year of schooling. Being from the United States, I'm pretty much sure i'm going to make a complete fool of myself. That or saying something that will no doubt lead to my early death.
Running over to the mirror I look at myself and try to see what would be the major difference that would make me stand out from the rest. Delicately brushing my long, wavy, blonde hair i remember one difference-their accents! Taking a minute I amuse myself by mimicking what Americans believe they sound like. Why the hell do they say bloody? What the hell is 'rubbish'? Ehh, I don't care its only for one year, I'll be back in no time. I'll be back to my real home. Right here in USA.
I shook myself out of my thoughts, seeing as i have been staring at myself in the mirror for a while. "Destiny!"I pause with my toothbrush still hanging from my mouth,
"Destiny! Breakfast is ready and then we are going to floo to Hogwarts, we are running extremely late! Hurry the hell up hija!" Mother screams from all the way in the kitchen, sounding rushed.
"Shit" hurrying up and finishing in the bathroom hopping around my room, trying to put my pants and shirt on at the same time. Learning that it's colder, I wrap a scarf around my neck. Looking over at my outfit in the mirror approvingly i grab my beloved black boots quickly slipping them on. I run down the stairs to only trip on the last step almost permanently plastering my face on the wood.
Muttering curse words under my breath i look up to see my mother looking at me with an amused smile on her face.
"Destiny Salazar, what have I told you about running down the stairs. And watch your language young lady when you're in my house. You might be classified as an adult, but i'm still your madre." she laughed while helping me up. I immediately smell the aroma of the sweetness that consists of her magic-free cooked breakfast.
Reaching a manicured hand to get a plate, to have it slapped away a mere centimeter away. She pulls her phone to show me the time. 10 AM. Exactly the time we we're suppose to leave at. Pulling out a plastic container that had a lid to it i shrunk all the breakfast and laid it in the container closing the lid, smelling the swift but strong smell that erupted when i did so.
"Mija, I'm most definite that they have food for you to eat. I heard that at Hogwarts the food shows up right in front of your face when its time to eat.", her face practically glowing from the excitement. She shook her head and laughed quietly walking over to the fireplace. Her strong accent showing, by her melodic laugh. She was a tall woman with blonde hair to match my own, with a sweet round face. She was on her own when my father left, whom I've never met him, he left when my mother was still pregnant with me. It takes a strong woman to handle her own heartbreak with no family or friends. Now she has me.
Grabbing the supplies a bearded old man named "Dumbledore"came and dropped off, for the exchange student, while i had to give him my supplies for the student who is taking my place here. This made things easier seeing we didn't have to go out and buy items we were clueless about. Looking around trying to remember every little small detail in the manor that i'll be leaving for one year, one whole year. Damn now it seems like a long time. When i start to tear up i walk quickly to the fireplace and hold my mothers hand, hearing her yell out "HEADMASTER DUMBLEDORE'S OFFICE"as tears were freely falling now.
I get a very real feeling as i couldn't breath for a minute but remained calm. Flooing over a large amount of space, was never suppose to be the most comfortable thing in the world. When i opened my eyes i let go of my mothers hand and looked around. There pictures of what i'm guessing teachers or just really important people on the wall. One looked like it was trying to say something to me, so i walked over to it.
"Glad to finally see you again Destiny" a kind voice called over to me. Spinning around i see the headmaster smiling at me with a weird twinkle in his eyes. Is he always this happy? Sensing my thoughts madre looked pointedly at me when a pointed expression. Putting on a fake smile, i shook the hand of the weird man, noticing quickly that the other hand was black. Trying not to stare i ended the handshake quickly and looked at him questionably.
"Ah, a story that will be told another time, now i'll need to get you your timetable." He waved the question off with his unblackened hand and smiled, once again. "Since breakfast has already been served i guess that i just get your sorting down quickly and you can go to the kitchens"
Sorting? Do i really have to be in one of those houses they got going on over here? We didn't have this type of system in North Carolina, rules about judging and racism would sprout from a simple outraged child who didn't get what they wanted, and that wasn't what a school board would want.
He walks away and comes back with a dusty looking hat. Alarmingly looking at my mother, she looks just as disgusted as me, but once again sensing that the old man was kind hearted i put on my fake smile and let him place the hat gently on top of my head.
To my discomfort, the hat started to sing. Yes, it started to fucking sing, on my head...loudly. The hat had a mind on its own, no pun intended, whispering things like "daughter of evil", "princess of light", all sorts of rubbish. However, once the obnoxious whispering stopped came the loud yell of Grffyndoe? Grffyndor? Gryffindor. What is with all the weird names here. Well, i guess it is better than having all the same names like steve, hannah, john, or something like that. Dumbledore smiled even more when he heard it. My mother looked proud. A knock interrupted us, and i was glad to get that dusty old thing off of my head putting it back on its stand, separating it from me.
Signaling the person to come in, i see a girl with slightly frizzy light brown hair and brown eyes. I've seen her before in the newspaper in NC, she helped that boy defeat Old Voldy. Realizing i was staring i awkwardly look away from her suddenly feeling nervous that i was staring at a famous person. Hey, i'm a normal person. Seeing celebrities, no matter how famous is awesome. Oh no, do they say awesome here? If not, i'll teach them.
I suddenly heard my name being called and looked up to see everyone looking at me. Blushing, i'm grateful for my mother saving me announcing it was time for her departure. Dreading this moment, I turn away from her as a few tears escaped. This was the first time being on my own. Eighteen years and not once did I believe I wouldn't be seeing the person who was my rock everyday smiling at me. Madre would have none of my crying, she wiped my tears away and said that i was eighteen and i needed to act like it, but i could still see her very own tears starting to swell up. I waved goodbye as she flooed home. I grabbed the forgotten school bag and container and followed the hero girl out of Dumble's office. Nothing could ever prepare me for this moment.
There was something odd about the girl I was suppose to show around. I can't exactly explain it, but something about doesn't feel right and I can't help but be wary. Not that i knew her from somewhere, she just looked like someone. Passing her timetable over, i noticed we had all the same classes together which made this whole tour easier seeing I didn't have to show her around right now, I could just bring her to the classes with me. Knowing she was a Gryffindor, eased my wariness around her. Since we had an hour before our first class starts i just wanted to talk about the school itself, reciting facts from the recently renewed Hogwarts, A History.
"You know, you have a very different attitude than most girls here." smiling at her so knew it wasn't meant to be taken in a degrading way, "Considering the way you looked at me back there I only assume you know who I am, but i'm Hermione Granger"i pulled my hand from under my books and was glad when she actually did shake my hand back. We walk side by side just talking, since i got done earlier than i thought.
"Oh look Astoria, Mudblood has a new friend" Pansy and her pureblood group stopped right in front of Destiny and myself. Not wanting any trouble i try to walk around, to which i only get stopped by pansy.
I felt my heart drop, as Destiny leaned over and asked if there was a need for her to help me. Quickly shaking my head unable to speak, Destiny quickly straightened up and prepared for the worst.
"Mudblood we just want to say hello to your new friend, who i have to admit looks way too pretty to be hanging out with the looks of you. I can practically smell the filth from your clothes."
Tears started to form in my eyes, but not wanting to cry in front of them i turned the other way and started walking, pulling Destiny with me.
"Pans, are you actually going to let a Mudblood walk away from you like that" an unknown girl said out loud to.
I started walking faster, practically dragging Destiny with me. Astoria ran over and pulled books from under my arms and pushed me down. She started laughing. Jokes about being as Mudbloods belong on the floor she thought this situation was quite fitting. Even though i did help defeat the dark lord i'll never be acceptable to society and worthy of magic. After realizing that Voldemort himself wasn't a Pureblood, they still continued on believing the ideas. Grabbing my books, I tried to brush away the damned tears. My legs were shaking badly, enabling my power to get up at the moment. So I remain on the ground rubbing my forearm.
No matter what you do for these people, they'll never be grateful. No matter how strong I was, I'm broken. No matter what you thought of me, you were wrong. I am not the strong Hermione Granger that helped defeat the darkest wizard of all time anymore. I am the broken one, who will never live up to people expectations. Results of the filth that was brought upon me forever sketched into my skin. My life.
Feeling a hand on my hand and I instantly calm down remembering where I am blinking back tears. Looking up i see Destiny furious. Not wanting to see anymore violence I try to hold her back, finally able to stand. As we are standing I see the storm that was brewing in her eyes. I knew nothing I could have done could have prepared me from this. She rips her hand away from me and swiftly turns around. Already trying to search from oncoming teacher walking or fellow students, hopelessness started to arise.
I know who she reminds me of know. But that's impossible. He's dead. He never had children. Who should I be more afraid of, her or them?
Destiny rose up and walked over to the girls. She grabbed the one who pushed Hermione down and pushed her to the wall. Being Dramatically taller and stronger than the girl, put Destiny to an advantage. She pulled her wand out from her boot and pointed it at the girls neck. Looking unknowingly, frightening like her father.
Which intimated Astoria more than she would ever admit to anyone, her family one of the very many who was always scared of him and lived in hiding.
"If i ever hear you mutter the word mudblood again i'll hurt you worse than the dark lord did."pressing the now burning stick of wood further on the pressure point on one's neck, until Astoria whimpered.
"Now, you and your fucking friends are going to run fast. Away from here and away from her. You will never mess with Hermione again if I am near."
Starting to feel someone pulling her away, Destiny didn't budge. Does everyone in this god forsaken school do these things? Do teachers know about about this shit? To think this is going on all the time and the damn teachers are just sitting on their asses doing nothing! Destiny couldn't last a year here, they'll get to her just like they did to Hermione.
She could see why Old Voldy was so powerful. The demons were made within these kids. Were taught to them. Fed to them. Centuries and Centuries, generations after generations. So easily manipulated. And now with them being adults, the cycle was only going to continue.
Coming to her senses, Destiny backed off her and watched the gang run off. Hermione was now running to get to the class, they were now almost late to. Luckily they were only a hall away. Potions N.E.W.T. Potions has always been something Destiny has been a fan of and good at. Paying attention to my surroundings i notice that while we were a hallway away, we seem to be in a dungeon like area, where it's really cold. Tightening the scarf around her neck, Destiny hugs her body. Seeing as everyone seems to think below freezing is an okay temperature and not affected by it.
Going in the classroom, Destiny got immediate cold feet. turn around and face Hermione, with a panicked expression, to only notice her slightly puffy eyes and red cheeks. She wave her wand, which was still in hand, and wordlessly hermione is back to normal. "Now smile and look pretty." giggling Hermione pulls over Destiny to an empty desk that sat two people. Looking around to see everyone else already seated and paired.
The hairs on the back of Destiny's neck stand up, feeling someone looking at her. Turning around, Catching a boy with silver eyes, with blonde hair just like his skin-pale. This dude needed some serious sun. Hermione seeing as she wasn't listening turned to see who Destiny was looking at and immediately looked away and pulled her a little closer.
"That boy right there is Draco Malfoy. The girl in the hall has nothing on what that boy. His father was a strong believer of Voldemort and his Aunt was too. She's the one who carved 'tattooed' my arm, be careful okay?"
Destiny now knowing who he was, looked back and gave the most sinister glare she could muster. He quickly gave the same looked back and smirked when he saw Hermione look at him and look away. So he was one of them. At Least Draco wasn't Destiny's type, his partner on the other hand was. I quickly ask who the dark skinned with an exotic look one was, and Hermione smiled.
"That's Blaise Zabini, he's Italian, because i know you're wondering. He's best friends with Draco. I really don't think he isn't a horrible Slytherin, but he is known to only get girls to sleep with him and leave them. The both of them are actually."
Destiny's flirtatious smile, slowly turned into a sad frown as an opportunity was just lost. Turning back to the front Hermione and Destiny quiet down with the rest of the class. The teacher has just swaggered in. He too, had a weird name. Severus Snape. His eyes scanned over the class, like an animal stalking his prey. His eyes quickly fell on Destiny and she felt herself begin to smirk. See Destiny knew potions front, back, and sideways.
"And who might you be?" His voice was really deep, but for some odd reason felt like it was a front to make sure kids behaved.
"I take it since i'm the only new kid here, you're talking to me."not waiting for him to answer, he probably wouldn't even of,"My name is Destiny" everyone looked shock at the way she talked. At Destiny's old high school as a joke, if a teacher were to ask a question without clearly directing it to a student, everyone would answer the question.
"What is your last name?"
"Well, Mr. Snape, my last name is Salazar. Destiny Salazar. It's nice to meet you." The class quieted down and just looked at her in awe. "Seems like we have yet another celebrity at Hogwarts" Clearly missing something here, Destiny is worried "Excuse Mr. Snape, but what is so important about my last name?" The class erupts.
For the first time ever, Snape looked like he didn't want to answer. He obviously forgot about the student exchange. Well at least he won't have to deal with the boy Weasley. Trying to get his class under control, Snape silences everyone except the youngest Salazar herself. It was going to be a long class period and he thinks he just made it worse on himself.
"Where do I begin on how terrible your life is going to be here? Don't care? Miss Salazar, I'm shocked that someone hasn't told you sooner, but it has seems like you were related to the infamous Dark Lord. I believe you understand how that is going to sit in with others."