Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter
AN: My second typed fan fiction ( I had to type this twice because my computer hates me) I will continue my first one again sometime but as I lost the pages I had it written on I just couldn't rewrite it now. So enjoy this Lockhart story because there isn't near enough on here.
Chapter 1: The Ginger and the Blonde
"Lockhart, Gilderoy." The Headmaster spoke as the hat was placed on the curly haired boys head.
"Ravenclaw!" The hat bellowed as Little Gilderoy rushed to the table. He knew no one there. Well, he could change that.
"I'm Gilderoy Lockhart." He said. "And I plan on being quite popular so you should defiantly befriend me." Gilderoy winked at a nearby blonde and she gasped in horror and then proceeded to pretend to throw up. Everyone started laughing.
"He's absolutely repulsive" a nerdy girl spoke.
"Wonder if his mum dropped him on the head as a baby. He looks as if he has no brains! So why the hell is he in Ravenclaw?" A brawny Ravenclaw named Zach Finnikus said as everyone laughed at his joke.
"Squaldore, MaryJane" The headmasters voice suddenly seemed much more inviting than his fellow classmates. Gilderoy looked up at the girl called MaryJane in wonder. She looked like an angel with her ginger curls sprawling around her face, and her glasses resting perfectly on her cream-colored freckled nose.
"Please be in…" Gilderoy spoke quietly.
"RAVENCLAW!" The hat burst out. The ginger girl looked terrified at the sight of the Ravenclaw table now. Then she saw Gilderoy smiling feebly and motioning her over to sit next to him. She obliged.
"MaryJane Elizabeth Squaldore."She held out her hand. "I warn you though; I plan to be extremely famous one day."
"As do I Mary, as do I." Gilderoy shook her hand and she sat down next to him. "So MaryJane… that name sounds awfully familiar." He smiled
"Not unless you've read muggle comics." She sighed. "My dad's a muggle. He was a huge fan of Spiderman, and well with me being a ginger decided to name me MaryJane after spidey's girlfriend."
"I believe I have read those comics once or twice before." Gilderoy smiled. "But that's much more exciting than how I was named. I think my mum just found some old crackpot wizards name and gave me it."
MaryJane Shrugged. "Names really aren't all that important." She said as seriously as a 12 year old could. "It's the person who shapes the name that counts."
Gilderoy nodded and tugged absentmindedly at one of her curls. "You're absolutely right. And together Miss Squaldore, we will shape not only our names but the world that let them exist." They really were quite mature for their age.