So this is one of the reasons You Are My Light has been slow to update. This story has been pestering me for a while now! And I love the Harry Potter series! On Pottermore I'm actually sorted into the Ravenclaw house.
I am still working on You Are My Light, chapter 23 is currently at 1500 words so I'm getting there. But updates on both stories will be slow because I have nothing pre-written for either story.
This story will be centered around the OC and Draco Malfoy. He's definitely my favorite and I hate that they left so much of his personality out of the movies. But I unfortunately haven't re read the books in a while so the story will be based of the movies.
Also, if you have read You Are My Light, I do realize that the OC physical appearance is pretty much the same as Saphira. This was not intentional! When I think dark and mysterious my mind automatically thinks long lustrous black hair. If I write another story I will branch out. And I myself have blue eyes. I love blue eyes and I considered giving my OC in this story lavender eyes but I didn't love it as much.
So with all that out of the way here comes my second story, Dancing Under the Northern Stars!
Chapter 1
"I'm going where?! Father this is ridiculous! You can't possibly be on mother's side!" Shouted a beautiful young woman with with long midnight black hair.
"My dear, it will be good for you. You'll get to experience new things and meet new... people." A tall, darkly dressed man responded. The air around him held power and demanded respect.
"Humans, father. Say it! Humans! The very beings that deny our existence and make up obscene stories about our culture!" She responded as she paced in front of her parents and threw her hands in the air in frustration. "Just because some man shows up who's a Merlin look alike doesn't mean we have to consider anything he says."
"Professor Dumbledore is a very revered wizard, and he has offered you a spot in his school. This is a great honor and a way to allow other beings to see that we are not what the stories say. I learned, and so can others. This gives us an opportunity to define ourselves." Her mother had always been the picture of elegance and grace. Never a hair out of place and always knew just what to say. She was still relatively new born, only a little over 100 years old. Father was well over 500 years old, his 567 birthday was just in a few months. And I was going to miss it, because they wanted to send me to a boarding school for witches and wizards.
"I've already learned most of the spells and potions they would be teaching. I don't see the point in going."
"Listen to what Albus has to say and I'm sure you'll have a change of heart." Her father said as he and his wife got up to leave the sitting room. "We'll be in the main hall if you need us." The large dark oak doors softly closed after their departure, the soft click was barely audible to human ears, but to hers it sounded like a padlock had just been locked.
Turning her attention to the man calmly sitting on the couch, her blue eyes turned a stormy grey as she stared him down.
"Why don't you take a seat, Cassiopeia."
She sat down but didn't say a word. So the professor continued, "Tell me, how old are you?"
"Fourteen." She responded as she stared at the wall past the wizard. Cassiopeia had no intention of giving this man her full attention.
"You are very well spoken and quick witted for a fourteen year old. And I commend you on your efforts to learn magic on your own, but I believe attending my school will be beneficial to both of us. You see I need people that I can trust unquestionably."
Her eyes slid over to meet his. "And you think I'm one of those people? A human and vampire alliance? You must be crazy."
"Indeed, it is better to be underestimated, isn't it?... There is a war coming. Voldemort will return, and I have every intention of stopping his rise to power. So, will you help me preserve the peace of the world and create a place where vampires are excepted?"
"Is that the same speech you fed my parents? Your wizard war has nothing to do us. If vampires get involved, or if Voldemort really does return he will try to recruit us. Having me in a school that he would inevitably attack is asking for trouble." Cassiopeia may only be fourteen, but from an early age she was taught all about the world that surrounds her home in Romania. Muggles, witches, wizards, and magical creatures were always a part of her daily teachings. And of course the wars that resulted because of those differences. 'Having vampires as an addition to either side would greatly influence the outcome.'
"My dear... that's what I'm counting on."
Albus definitely had her attention now. 'This old man really has lost it! What on earth would he gain by giving his enemy a powerful ally?!' She thought.
The white bearded headmaster sat back and watched as the realization slowly spread across her sharp face. Of course she would figure it out. Her wit may even outshine one of the smartest Gryffindors he knew, Hermione Granger.
"A double agent." She stated with mild interest. "You want me to insert myself into the Death Eaters and report back to you? That's extremely dangerous. You realize I'm still technically a child?"
"But I'm sure the idea interests you none the less. We can sort you into a house here and now, introduce you as a transfer student, and I can set you up with your own common room and dorm." Dumbledore offered.
"What about food? You know very well that I can't survive off human food. I mean it's nice and all but i'll need blood."
"I can assure you, I will keep you well stocked. But there will be one rule... no biting students on campus." The headmaster said with a gleam in his eye. "So, should I expect your arrival?"
Cassiopeia leaned back in the arm chair and rested her chin on her fist. She was the spitting image of her father, but her eyes were definitely her mother's. And when she walked into a room, her presence demanded attention; there was no doubt about that. Her long black hair reached her knees when down, pale skin without a single blemish, and deep blue eyes that changed ever so slightly with her mood. Being a vampire certainly has it's bonuses. She would be quite the hit at the school.
"Alright... I'll agree to attend your school. But I reserve the option to back out at any time." She countered.
"Agreed. Now lets get you sorted." Dumbledore says as he seemingly pulls an old hat out of nowhere and places it on her head. Slightly wide eyed, she watched as the hat was placed on her head.
"Hmmm... What an intriguing young one we have here! Strong... yes. Smart and clever... hmmmm. Very cunning indeed... You seem to embody several houses quite well... Where to put you... better be... Slytherin!" The sorting hat shouted. And then the hat disappeared just as quickly as it had appeared.
"Very well Ms. Tepesh, I look forward to seeing you at the start of the year. Here is a list of all required items for fourth year students. Students are also allowed a pet, should you so choose. A list of acceptable pets is also included. Also, one of your parents will have to sign this permission slip so that you may attend weekend trips to Hogsmede." Dumbledore handed Cassiopeia the necessary papers and gave her a moment to look over them.
"It's suspicions that you are so well prepared. The impromptu sorting, and the required items lists... it almost seems like you knew I would agree."
"I had a good feeling." The professor said with a smile. "I suggest you get ready. The new year starts in two weeks!"
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The train ride to Hogwarts was uneventful. Thankfully, everyone that passed the compartment Cassiopeia had chosen, walked away. No one wanted to disturb the black haired beauty at the back of the train. Her compartment seemed to ooze bad vibes. It wasn't intentional, of course. But she had had two weeks to go over her conversion with Albus Dumbledore and the same thought seemed to appear. 'I feel like I got duped.' She thought as she leaned her head against the window. 'How in the world is this going to be a good thing?'
Upon arriving at the station, she was greeted by the headmaster himself. "Follow me, Ms. Tepesh. I trust that you had no issues in your travels."
"Smooth as one could hope. Shouldn't I be heading to the castle with everyone else?"
"I wanted to show you where you will be staying before the feast begins. That way if you need to escape, you have a place to go." Dumbledore knew that Cassiopeia had excellent control over her hunger, but being around so many humans all the time is sure to takes its toll. Which is why she was given her own space away from the common rooms that are normally shared by the housemates.
Cassiopeia nodded her head in agreement and followed Dumbledore to the carriages that waited to take the students to the castle. All eyes were on the pair as they entered one and began the ride to the front gates. Students whispered questions and comments alike. "Who is she? Wow she is so pretty! I've never seen her before. Which year do you think she's in? Her robes are green! She's a Slytherin."
She couldn't remember if there was ever a time she had this many eyes on her. When her father held gatherings for the vampires she was required to attend, but there was no where near this many vampires. You see her father was Vlad Dracul Tepesh, king of the vampires and the very first vampire. Her mother, the queen, was once a human woman named Mina that he fell in love with at first sight. She was turned about 100 years ago and was easily accepted as the queen by the others. And lastly born 14 years ago was Cassiopeia Sophia Tepesh, the princess and heir to vampire kind. 'I'm definitely going to be spending a lot of time in my room.' She thought as she looked at the faces of the students they passed.
Slowly the castle began to come into view. Warm lights shone from all the windows and cast a welcoming glow over the grounds and the Black Lake. Completely different from what she was used to at the castle she called home. Once inside, Dumbledore led her past moving portraits that smiled and waved. Some even bowed as if they knew who she was. Using the moving staircase the pair headed up to the third floor and stopped in front of a beautiful painting of the night sky. There were seven bright stars in the shape of a large u like shaped curve, and many other smaller stars peppered the inky black sky surrounding the seven.
"Wow... this is the constellation Corona Borealis, the Northern Crown! Legend has it that the god Dionysus gave a crown to the Cretan princess Ariadne after she was left by the Athenian prince Theseus. And after Dionysus married her, he put the crown in the heavens to commemorate it." Cassiopeia gushed as she stared at the painting with amazement.
"Looks like astronomy class will be a good fit for you." Dumbledore remarked.
"The stars have always been one of my favorite things to study. I know at least a little mythology about each of the constellations. When you don't have to sleep a lot, you find things to occupy your time." She said with a shrug, after composing herself.
He simply smiled and then changed the subject. "This is the entrance to your room and common area. You may choose your own password here and now, and if you ever want to change it just say the new password before you leave."
"The password will be Ariadne." The painting suddenly swung out and opened up into a spacious living area complete with a fireplace and cozy black couches.
"I will expect you at the entrance to the Great Hall in 45 minutes. Excuse me." Dumbledore turned to leave but was stopped by Cassiopeia before he got far.
"Professor? Who would be a good person to start talking to? I think it would be best to put down roots early."
"Hmmm... a good portion of Slytherin's are indeed the children of Death Eaters. But I believe you should start with Mister Malfoy, it's no secret that his family has deep roots with Voldemort." The professor replied with a gleam in his eyes.
The odd twinkle in his eyes unnerved Cassiopeia so she promised to be at the Great Hall and then went into her common room to explore.
"That old man is up to something else, I know it!" She mumbled as the portrait door closed behind her. Taking a look around her common room, Cassiopeia found that she was pleasantly surprised. The walls were a slate gray color, there were two black couches sitting across from each other in front of the fire place, and blood red pillows and accents decorated the room. There was a desk on the opposite side of the room near a window. Looking out the window, she saw the Black Lake. Strangely enough, now there was a ship residing in he Black Lake. 'That wasn't there earlier... Where did that come from?' And there was also someone sitting on its banks. Platinum blonde hair and green robes were all Cassiopeia could see. 'If only they would turn their head...' She felt a slight pull towards the young man down by the lake. But no matter how long she stared and wished for him to turn his head, he didn't move. 'Who are you?' Cassiopeia wondered.
Moving away from the window, she decided to explore the rest of her room.
Opening the black door to her left she found a bedroom. Being a vampire, she really didn't sleep often. It wasn't a necessity, but every now and then it was a nice luxury. The walls were black, not a single window was in sight, and red satin sheets were draped over the bed. And a decent sized bathroom, decorated the same way the main common room was. "This is perfect! Mom must've had influence over the decoration of my common room." She said as she walked back into the common room and over to the window. The boy was gone... no one was left in sight. 'Guess that means I should head down to the Great Hall.' But before she left, she changed the password.
"Password change: Athena." The portrait door swung open and she made her way downstairs. 'Anyone with ears in that hallway would've heard my password... Uninvited guests would be a problem.'
Once downstairs, the doors to the Great Hall were easy to come by. I mean it would be hard to miss the doors that seemed to reach the ceiling. 'Am I just supposed to wait here?' Cassiopeia thought as she stopped at the door, smoothing out her cloak as she waited. She could hear names and houses being called.'They must be sorting the first years.' Closing her eyes, she decided to work on her breathing. Vampires were technically dead, so we didn't need to breathe. But that doesn't mean that we don't have to fake it, especially when being around so many humans. Slowly moving her chest and shoulders, Cassiopeia became used to the action.
"And now, I would like to introduce someone special joining us this year.." Dumbledore's booming voice carried thought the heavy doors.
'Did he have to say 'special'... it's like putting a huge target on my back...' She thought annoyed.
"This year we have a transfer student from Romania joining us." A flurry of whispers broke out in the Great Hall. 'I guess transfer students don't happen often here...'
"She will be joining her fellow fourth years in Slytherin. Please help me welcome, Cassiopeia Tepesh!"
One final check, and then the doors swung open. She was greeted by four long dinning tables, one for each house. Students were clapping and smiling, she heard many voices saying, welcome to Hogwarts! Cassiopeia smiled a little as she met the eyes of many people. 'So many humans...' After a quick glance around the room, she found a table full of green cloaks and headed towards them.
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Draco Malfoy sat surrounded by his housemates listening to the same old speech the old man gives every year, and the same stupid sorting ceremony. 'Nothing exciting ever happens at this school...' Draco continued to tune out his surroundings and stare at the enchanted ceiling. And also continued to ignore Parkinson who had once again attached herself to his arm.
Malfoy was suddenly shocked out of his stupor when Blaise Zabini shot up out of his seat, seemingly to get a better look at something near the Great Hall doors. 'Was Potter making a fool of himself?' He hoped as he stretched his neck to get a view of what had everyone's attention. But instead of what he hoped to see, Malfoy's eyes landed on the most beautiful girl he had ever seen. Sea blue eyes stood out against alabaster skin and inky black hair endlessly traveled down her back. She was stunning... and she was also walking his direction!
Across from him, Draco vaguely heard Blaise telling everyone to scoot down and move over to make a spot for their new housemate. But he was lost in a blue ocean with tiny little gold flecks shining through the deep. Draco Malfoy was completely bewitched on day one of the new year.
'Who is she?' He thought as he continued to hold eye contact with the mysterious new student, and completely ignoring the loss of feeling in his right arm due to Parkinson's death grip.
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Heading towards the table, Cassiopeia's attention was caught by a head of platinum blonde hair. The very same she saw by the Black Lake from her room. She let her feet carry her to the table, closer and closer to a boy who had done nothing to gain the interest of such a dangerous predator.
His icy blue eyes held such a deeply guarded story... So much pain, anger, and loneliness. She found herself lost in an endless blizzard, but oddly enough instead of frightened, Cassiopeia was enthralled.
Sliding her eyes over to the boy who had jumped out of his seat a few seconds after she walked in and started making a spot for her to sit, she found that he was interesting as well. His eyes were also locked on her and watched her every move as she got closer. His dark skin, chocolate brown eyes and a jaw line men would kill for definitely attracted her attention as well.
'Males are the easiest to manipulate. Naturally drawn in by the beauty vampires held. Hopefully Mr. Malfoy will be the same way.' Cassiopeia thought. She was here to complete a mission. The actual class work was going to be a minor annoyance but a small part of her was excited to learn more about the magical world.
Coming to a stop in front of the dark skinned boy, Cassiopeia said, "Hello." Just that one tiny world was enough for a pinkish hue to color his face further.
He quickly recovered and said, "Welcome to Hogwarts! I'm Blaise Zabini."
Cassiopeia shook the hand he offered and said with a smile, "Cassiopeia Tepesh, nice to meet you."
Not wanting to be outdone, Draco violently shook Pansy off his arm and rose out of his seat. Clearing his throat, he broke the connection between Blaise and Cassiopeia. Her attention shifted over to him and he said, "I'm Malfoy, Draco Malfoy. Pleasure to meet you."
'Malfoy? How much more convenient can this be?' Cassiopeia thought as she placed her hand in his. But instead of a simple handshake. Malfoy one upped Zabini and brought her hand to his lips and kissed her knuckles, maintaining eye contact the entire time.
'Charm above all else will get you everything you desire.' His fathers words echoed in his head as Draco watched a small smile grace her face. 'Indeed father...' Cassiopeia took the open spot next to Zabini and turned her attention back to the headmaster.
"Now that we are all settled in and sorted. I'd like to make another announcement." Dumbledore said from his podium up front. But the Great Hall doors suddenly burst open and a man with long gray hair started to run up to the front. The headmaster continued to talk while the students watched the strange man run down the aisle.
"Who is that?" Cassiopeia whispered to Zabini.
"That's Filch. He's the caretaker here at Hogwarts. Don't ever let him catch you breaking the rules, he's known for horrible punishments." He answered as she continued to watch with curiosity.
"This castle will not only be your home this year, but home to some very special guests as well. You see Hogwarts has been chosen..." Dumbledore trailed off as the man named Filch finally reached him. They seemed to have a brief conversation and then he ran back down the hall and out the doors.
"So Hogwarts has been chosen to host a legendary event, The Triwizard Tournament!" The hall buzzed with excitement at the headmaster's announcement. "Now for those of you who do not know, the Triwizard Tournament brings together three schools for a series of magical contests. From each school a single student is selected to compete. Now let me be clear, if chosen, you stand alone. Now trust me when I say these contests are not for the faint heart. But more of that later! And now please join me in welcoming the lovely ladies from the Beauxbatons Academy of Magic and their Headmistress, Madame Maxine!"
Once again the Great Hall doors burst open and in walks a group of women dressed in baby blue robes who sashayed down the aisle and dramatically sighed as they did. There were even butterflies involved and a girl doing acrobatics at the tail end. Cassiopeia glanced around the hall and found all the guys eyes glued to the new newcomers. 'Gosh it's so cheesy it makes me sick.' She thought as she rolled her eyes and turned her head to see their headmistress.
She was huge! Definitely had giant blood running through her veins. 'Hmm can't say I've ever tried giant blood...' Dumbledore met Madame Maxine at the end of the aisle and kissed her hand. Once the students from Beauxbatons were settled, Dumbledore went back to the podium.
"And now our friends from the North! Please greet the proud sons of Durmstrang and their High Master, Igor Karkaroff!"
The next group stole the attention of everyone in the Great Hall, although they were for very different reasons. Handsome men stormed into the hall chanting and pounding their staffs onto the stone floor. Sparks erupted with every strike and they twirled the staffs so fast that it would appear blurred to the human eye. Rushing down the aisle they performed handstands and back flips as they reached the end. Everyone's attention was pulled back to the hall doors as two more people walked in, one dressed in dark brown fur and another much older man dressed in white.
From across the hall, Cassiopeia heard some one say, "Blimey! It's him! It's Viktor Krum!"
'Viktor Krum? Isn't he the seeker for Bulgaria's Quidditch team?' She thought as she watched him speed walk down the aisle. 'That man in white must be their high master... Igor Karkaroff... I know that name...' A look of shock briefly washed over her face before Cassiopeia wiped it away. Karkaroff was a regular visitor to her home! He always had private conversations with her father in his study. But most importantly, Karkaroff knew what they were. Slightly glaring at the man she thought, 'I'll have to warn him sooner rather than later. Can't have him running his mouth.'
Before the pair reached the end of the hall, one of the Durmstrang students created a phoenix out of fire in front of our headmaster, but it vanished before Cassiopeia could get a good look at it. Karkaroff was greeted by Dumbledore and they shared a friendly hug. The two visiting headmasters were given spots at the high table and professor Dumbledore headed back to the podium.
"Your attention please. I'd like to say a few words. Eternal glory! That's what awaits the student who wins The Triwizard Tournament. But to do this that student must survive three tasks. Three EXTREMELY DANGEROUS tasks. For this reason, the Ministry has seen fit to impose a new rule. To explain this, we have the head of the Department of International Magical Cooperation, Mr. Bartemuis Crouch."
As the introduced man began his walk to the podium, the magical sky above the tables erupted into a thundering storm and a questionable wizard appeared from a doorway behind the other professors and calmed it down. He gimped down the stairs and his one wooden leg clanked on the stairs. His magical eye swiped all over the hall and all in it as he made his way to professor Dumbledore.
'Alastor Moody? What is an Auror doing at Hogwarts.. This year is going to be an absolute disaster!... Even if he's an ex-auror, no one is going to want to talk about the death eater's movement with the potential of setting the ministry on the hunt.' Cassiopeia thought angrily. So far nothing, besides already meeting Malfoy, had gone in her favor.
Once again, the headmaster shared a brief conversation with the newcomer and then continued as though nothing was out of the ordinary. Then, Bartemuis Crouch finally stepped up to the podium and said, "After due consideration, the ministry has concluded that for their own safety. No student under the age of 17 shall be allowed to put forth their name for the Triwizard Tournament. This decision is final."
Roars of discontent were heard all over the hall. "That's rubbish!" Crouch backed away from the podium as a tall covered object was wheeled onto the stage.
Dumbledore stepped back up and used a voice enhancing charm to project his voice. "SILENCE!" The cloth on the object was then lifted off to reveal a goblet with bright blue flames that danced and crackled.
"The Goblet of Fire. Anyone one wishing to submit themselves to the tournament... need only to write their name upon a piece of parchment... and throw it into the flame before this hour on Thursday night. Do not do so lightly. If chosen, there's no turning back. As from this moment, the Triwizard Tournament has begun."
With that Dumbledore stepped away from the podium and the feast began. And her fellow Slytherin's started to fill up their plates and talk about their upcoming classes and of course some golden trio bashing.
"At least Potter won't be able to enter the tournament. Don't need him stealing the attention of the entire school again with some stupid heroics." Malfoy said.
"Of course with his luck, he'll somehow end up involved." Zabini said offhandedly.
The rest of dinner continued with light conversations until Cassiopeia had enough.
"Guys, I'm going to call it a night and head back to my room." She said as she stood up.
"Do you need someone to walk with you to the common room?" Zabini asked as he too rose out of his seat.
"Oh no. I'll be fine. I have an excellent memory. I'll see you both in classes tomorrow. Goodnight." She politely declined any help from either of the boys and left the Great Hall.
Once outside the double doors and around the nearest corner, Cassiopeia took off at a break neck pace to her room. Running all the way to her bed room, she took a deep cleansing breath of non human tainted air and fell backwards onto her bed.
'This is going to be a bit harder than I thought...'
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Back in the Great Hall, Malfoy and Zabini were in a heated argument about their new housemate, Cassiopeia.
"I saw her first! I totally get first dibs!" Zabini argued.
"She clearly likes me better. She couldn't keep her eyes off me when she walked into the hall." Malfoy confidently replied. 'Pansy though is going to be a problem.'
"But Drakie! You're mine!" Pansy whined from beside Malfoy. Sometime during dinner, she had reattached herself to his left side. And honestly he had no idea where she had gotten such a ludicrous idea from.
"Parkinson, we have never been nor will we ever be a couple!" Malfoy shouted as he stood up. If he said it here ad now in front of everyone, there would be no disputing it later. Once again shaking Parkinson off his arm, he extended his hand across the table to Zabini. "May the best man win."
Zabini stood up as well and shook Malfoy's hand. "May the best man win."