DISCLAIMER: The following cahracters, that you will find in this fan fic, are not mine, except Natasha. I am not doing this for profit, more like for fun.
Chapter 1- The beginning
A smirk comes over my lips as I get closer to the sorting hat. One more 1st year, then it will be my turn. I can already feel my brother smirking at his house table, knowing I'll be going to his. Unlike the others, whom are nervous or near to fainting, I am not. Already I KNOW, I'll be with my brother. All my family has been to that house and it won't be ending with me.
"KENDRA, LETA"
Professor McGonagall's sharp, stern voice cut the air, causing the girl in front of me to jump.
The brown haired girl in front of me, Leta, I assumed, stumbled forward and climbed onto the stool. Her legs not even touching the bottom foot rung, she placed, more liked dropped to me, the hat on her head. The hat, looked like it could have swallowed her up, she was so small. Snickering softly, I imagined the hat swallowing her up, leaving only a tiny robe and pair of shoes in heap, on the ground. If the yelling wouldn't give her a heart attack first. My snickering about to receive a stern glare from the Professor, the hat cried out in its lifeless voice.
"RAVENCLAW!"
Cheers coming from the Ravenclaw table, Leta lifted up the hat, handing it to Professor McGonagall. Jumping off the stool from the front, she ran over to the Ravenclaw table. Stumbling and tripping on her own robes halfway there as laughs came from every table except Ravenclaw and Gryffindor. A member of her house got up and quickly went over to her. While the headmaster, Dumbledore, mostioned everyone to be quiet. The meeting hall quieting, he nodded for Professor McGonagall to call the next name. Mine.
"MALFOY, NATASHA"
A malfoy grin coming over my lips, I take the hat from her, climb onto the stool easily, my feet an inch above the ground. Looking out into the hall, with my emerald gaze, I lower the tattered hat onto my head, over my golden blonde, long, shiny hair, that runs down to the middle of my back and over the basic black robe I wear. A lifeless whisper speaks into my ear.
"Hmmm, you're a difficult one, young malfoy. Sneaky as a serpent, strict leadership rules. There's a touch of honesty in you, which shows caring. Where to place you? Place you with good and you might corrupt them, place you with bad and you'll be right at home, free to cause trouble. "
I roll my eyes and whisper. "Just make up your mind!"
"Very well." Says the hat, then shouts. "SLYTHERIN!"
A wild applause coming from the Slytherin table meets my ears as I take off the hat and jump down. My head held high, I walk proudly over to the table, a smirk on my lips.
Sitting several seats down from my brother, I receive pats on the back and a grin, meant for me, from my brother, Draco. Looking back to the stool now, I continue to watch the remaining 1st years, a couple tripping and landing face down as they trip over their robes. At last, Professor McGonagall sets the hat down on the stool , picks up the stool and walks out.
Headmaster Dumbledore now stands and begins to speak. His voice booming with its own nature, blue eyes sparkling with humor, long white hair making him look really old, despite how young his voice sounded. Someone close by informed me that he could find humor in almost any prank and he was the only one who, he-whom-is-not-named was afraid of. I personally wondered how someone so old could still have humor. My wondering was cut in half as food appeared in silver dishes on the table.
Piling up my plate, with stuffed cabbage roots, grilled threeton ribs, Mashed red potato's and some 'Muggle" food as it was affectionately called, I ate. By the time dinner was over, I had had 2 helpings and had just enough room for dessert. The dishes clearing and clean plates popping up out of no where, I made haste to get to the lime Jell-O and watermelon pastries. Considering I had bought a stash of candy on the train, I ate a good-sized dinner and ate until I was positively stuffed. I can eat large amounts of food and still stay skinny, like my mother.
Dumbledore stood and addressed us yet again, this time, I actually heard most of it. "Sleep well students new and old, tomorrow will be a very busy day and a good nights rest always brings a smile."
Rising from my seat, I quickly darted to be one of the first in line, near the prefect. My brother coming up behind me, I heard him talking to his two goons, Crabbe and Goyle, as we walked out, crowding the wide doorway purposely. Walking down the halls, I studied all the paintings I could see, on either side. To my right, somebody from Gryffindor, a red head with freckles accidentally fell into me, since I was on the edge and they were traveling to their house. Casting a glare at the Weasley girl, I pushed her with my foot and looked back ahead.
Feeling a smirk of approval from my brother, I kept looking ahead. When we got to our tower entrance, the prefect said "Rose thorns" and the picture of a Gryphon couple, nuzzling each other, swung up. The prefect then explained to us on the way up the staircase that we each would have to remember the password and never give it out. Also that we were to stay in our dormitories or in the common room after dining and before breakfast. Getting to the common room, he pointed the ways to each side and left us to socialize.
Immediately finding my brother, I grinned up at him. He was a 3rd year this year and had the features of a Malfoy. Pale skin, gleaming with sinister deeds, silver eyes and a smirk that never seemed to leave his lips around this place. Bringing an arm around my shoulders, he gave me a light squeeze then released me. "Natasha, are you going to enjoy yourself this year?" His icy, with a tone of affection in it, voice said.
"Definably, Draco. I can't wait to meet Snape, is he really as nice as you said?"
"That and more, it's to bad you won't have any mudbloods, Weasleys or "celebrities" in your class."
I gave him a smirk and replied "I'll manage. Are you ever going to introduce me to them?"
A smirk came upon his lips as he replied "Tomorrow 'Tas. You'll have to wait until then."
"I can hardly wait. Goodnight Draco" I said as I turned away and went to find my place for the night.
Chapter 1- The beginning
A smirk comes over my lips as I get closer to the sorting hat. One more 1st year, then it will be my turn. I can already feel my brother smirking at his house table, knowing I'll be going to his. Unlike the others, whom are nervous or near to fainting, I am not. Already I KNOW, I'll be with my brother. All my family has been to that house and it won't be ending with me.
"KENDRA, LETA"
Professor McGonagall's sharp, stern voice cut the air, causing the girl in front of me to jump.
The brown haired girl in front of me, Leta, I assumed, stumbled forward and climbed onto the stool. Her legs not even touching the bottom foot rung, she placed, more liked dropped to me, the hat on her head. The hat, looked like it could have swallowed her up, she was so small. Snickering softly, I imagined the hat swallowing her up, leaving only a tiny robe and pair of shoes in heap, on the ground. If the yelling wouldn't give her a heart attack first. My snickering about to receive a stern glare from the Professor, the hat cried out in its lifeless voice.
"RAVENCLAW!"
Cheers coming from the Ravenclaw table, Leta lifted up the hat, handing it to Professor McGonagall. Jumping off the stool from the front, she ran over to the Ravenclaw table. Stumbling and tripping on her own robes halfway there as laughs came from every table except Ravenclaw and Gryffindor. A member of her house got up and quickly went over to her. While the headmaster, Dumbledore, mostioned everyone to be quiet. The meeting hall quieting, he nodded for Professor McGonagall to call the next name. Mine.
"MALFOY, NATASHA"
A malfoy grin coming over my lips, I take the hat from her, climb onto the stool easily, my feet an inch above the ground. Looking out into the hall, with my emerald gaze, I lower the tattered hat onto my head, over my golden blonde, long, shiny hair, that runs down to the middle of my back and over the basic black robe I wear. A lifeless whisper speaks into my ear.
"Hmmm, you're a difficult one, young malfoy. Sneaky as a serpent, strict leadership rules. There's a touch of honesty in you, which shows caring. Where to place you? Place you with good and you might corrupt them, place you with bad and you'll be right at home, free to cause trouble. "
I roll my eyes and whisper. "Just make up your mind!"
"Very well." Says the hat, then shouts. "SLYTHERIN!"
A wild applause coming from the Slytherin table meets my ears as I take off the hat and jump down. My head held high, I walk proudly over to the table, a smirk on my lips.
Sitting several seats down from my brother, I receive pats on the back and a grin, meant for me, from my brother, Draco. Looking back to the stool now, I continue to watch the remaining 1st years, a couple tripping and landing face down as they trip over their robes. At last, Professor McGonagall sets the hat down on the stool , picks up the stool and walks out.
Headmaster Dumbledore now stands and begins to speak. His voice booming with its own nature, blue eyes sparkling with humor, long white hair making him look really old, despite how young his voice sounded. Someone close by informed me that he could find humor in almost any prank and he was the only one who, he-whom-is-not-named was afraid of. I personally wondered how someone so old could still have humor. My wondering was cut in half as food appeared in silver dishes on the table.
Piling up my plate, with stuffed cabbage roots, grilled threeton ribs, Mashed red potato's and some 'Muggle" food as it was affectionately called, I ate. By the time dinner was over, I had had 2 helpings and had just enough room for dessert. The dishes clearing and clean plates popping up out of no where, I made haste to get to the lime Jell-O and watermelon pastries. Considering I had bought a stash of candy on the train, I ate a good-sized dinner and ate until I was positively stuffed. I can eat large amounts of food and still stay skinny, like my mother.
Dumbledore stood and addressed us yet again, this time, I actually heard most of it. "Sleep well students new and old, tomorrow will be a very busy day and a good nights rest always brings a smile."
Rising from my seat, I quickly darted to be one of the first in line, near the prefect. My brother coming up behind me, I heard him talking to his two goons, Crabbe and Goyle, as we walked out, crowding the wide doorway purposely. Walking down the halls, I studied all the paintings I could see, on either side. To my right, somebody from Gryffindor, a red head with freckles accidentally fell into me, since I was on the edge and they were traveling to their house. Casting a glare at the Weasley girl, I pushed her with my foot and looked back ahead.
Feeling a smirk of approval from my brother, I kept looking ahead. When we got to our tower entrance, the prefect said "Rose thorns" and the picture of a Gryphon couple, nuzzling each other, swung up. The prefect then explained to us on the way up the staircase that we each would have to remember the password and never give it out. Also that we were to stay in our dormitories or in the common room after dining and before breakfast. Getting to the common room, he pointed the ways to each side and left us to socialize.
Immediately finding my brother, I grinned up at him. He was a 3rd year this year and had the features of a Malfoy. Pale skin, gleaming with sinister deeds, silver eyes and a smirk that never seemed to leave his lips around this place. Bringing an arm around my shoulders, he gave me a light squeeze then released me. "Natasha, are you going to enjoy yourself this year?" His icy, with a tone of affection in it, voice said.
"Definably, Draco. I can't wait to meet Snape, is he really as nice as you said?"
"That and more, it's to bad you won't have any mudbloods, Weasleys or "celebrities" in your class."
I gave him a smirk and replied "I'll manage. Are you ever going to introduce me to them?"
A smirk came upon his lips as he replied "Tomorrow 'Tas. You'll have to wait until then."
"I can hardly wait. Goodnight Draco" I said as I turned away and went to find my place for the night.