The Girl With Gray Eyes
Disclaimer: All the characters belong to J K Rowling. I only own Alex.
It was September first and Harry, Ron and Hermione were getting on the Hogwarts express.
"Harry, we have to go to that prefects meeting again," Hermione said and Harry nodded.
"I'll look for an empty compartment," he responded dully. His summer, though more eventful then the last, was extremely difficult. Having his
godfather, Sirius, die at the end of the previous year was very painful. Especially when he lived with the Dursleys, who nagged him constantly
when he merely wanted to be left alone.
Harry walked to one of the compartments and slid the door open. Cho Chang and her friends were inside giggling at something Harry knew
not. He felt rather uncomfortable standing in the doorway with a bunch of giggling girls staring at him. "Er, sorry. I was looking for an empty
compartment," he mumbled.
"You can sit here if you like Harry, we won't mind," Cho said sympathetically.
"Erm...no...There isn't enough for...you know...Ron and er...Hermione," Harry shifted uncomfortably in the doorframe. Before Cho could
respond, Harry had left and walked quickly away from that compartment.
Harry had checked almost all the compartments. He opened the door to the last one. It was empty except for one girl with auburn hair. She
was asleep, lying down with a blanket covering everything up to her chin. Unwilling to wake her up to ask if he could sit there, he slumped in
his seat and stared at her. He had never seen her before. Yet somehow, she was his age and the blanket covering her had a huge lion on it.
Her skin was pale, but Harry couldn't call it that because it was so full of color and pale seemed like too much of a lesser word to describe
her. She had long eyelashes and her auburn hair drifted down to about her middle back. Boredly, Harry tapped his fingers on the window,
waiting impatiently for Ron and Hermione to return.
'This prefect meeting is taking longer than last years!' Harry thought angrily. He wasn't sure why he had declined sitting bye Neville and
Luna, but he couldn't go back now. The girl that was sleeping sat up and rubbed her eyes. Yawning, she looked at Harry.
"Who are you?" she asked him raising an eyebrow. Harry wasn't in the mood for another person to gasp at him when he said his name. But
she would find out sooner or later and he might as well tell her now.
"Harry Potter. Who are you?"
Amazingly, the girl didn't look at his scar or gasp at his name, and he was eternally grateful. 'She's probably a muggle born and doesn't know
who I am' Harry thought. "What? Oh, nice to meet you Harry. My name's Alex."
Harry nodded his head. "Are you a new student at Hogwarts?" he asked.
"Well, sort of. I spend my summer there, but I've never actually attended the school." she explained casually. Harry wondered if anyone else
spent there summers at Hogwarts.
"How come you spend you your summ-" Harry began but was cut off.
"When I was a baby, well, I don't actually know what happened, but when I was a baby my parents for some reason left me with Professor
Dumbledore. He started teaching me magic when I was 3, and advanced so quickly that I'm already a graduated witch. I won't actually
attend the school, but since Voldie-poo is back," Harry raised his eyebrows at one of the most feared wizards in the world being addressed
like this, "Dumbledore doesn't think it's safe for me to spend summers alone in his house like I usually do when he goes to Hogwarts."
"I thought you were a muggle born." Harry said quickly.
Alex seemed to read his mind. "I would believe it, but I'm not stupid enough to worship anyone just because of there achievements. But I still
have a great respect for you."
Harry nodded his head unsure of what exactly to say now. Alex must have realized that the conversation was over, because she immediately resorted to digging in the black bag that was sitting down by her feet.
"You know about the order right?" Alex asked without looking at him.
"Yeah. Are you in it?"
"Yes. But Dumbledore won't let me go on half the missions, damn him, says I'm to young." Harry laughed at her softly. "Well anyway, Sirius Black was killed last year I'm sure you know. I was very close to him, and I don't want him to die while people think he's a murderer. It's the only thing Dumbledore will let me work on. I'm trying to catch Peter Pettigrew in order to clear his name. Dumbledore said you were close to him to. That's why I purposely saved the seat for you, I wanted to ask you in private if you wanted to work with me."
Harry normally would have said yes without hesitation, but the fact that a 16 year old girl was in one of the magical worlds only line of defense (the ministry didn't help much) wad a bit odd in his opinion. But still, he said yes. Hermione and Ron had finally arrived at Harry's compartment.
"Where were you?" Harry asked.
"Sorry Harry," Hermione said, "We ran into Malfoy."
"Oh," Harry said as understanding dawned on him.
"Who's she?" Ron asked pointing at Alex.
Before Harry could answer, Alex said, "I'm Alexandria Noir."
Hermione stared at her suspiciously. "Do you go to Hogwarts?" she spat. Harry could not find where Hermione's sudden coldness had come from.
"No. I'm already a graduated witch."
"Dumbledore taught her magic when she was three," Harry explained. Hermione gave Alex a glare, but Alex did not seem offended by it.
Once again the compartment door slid open. "Potter. Just came to see how you were doing and all, I'm surprised your not crying after your godfather died!" Malfoy laughed. Alex thought he had gone much to far with that insult and pointed her wand at Malfoy's forehead. "Careful. I'm a prefect. I can give you detention."
"You know, I don't believe that you can."
"Do you want to test it?" Malfoy asked as the smug look on his face was replaced by a malicious grin.
"Sure."
"Fine. Detention for a straight week and I'll be reporting you to Professor Snape."
Alex laughed. "Ok, well I do think you should know who I am before you go off giving me detention. My name is Alexandria Noir and I'm the DADA Teacher assistant this year. I am already a graduated witch and Dumbledore has granted my permission to deduct house points, give detention, and temporarily expel those who do not abide by the rules. Now what was it you were saying about that detention?"
"You're bluffing!" Malfoy hissed, though sounding unsure himself.
Alex smirked, "Want to test it?" she asked.
Malfoy glared at her. " Come on!" he said to Crabbe and Goyle. They left the compartment looking very angry.
'He'll want revenge' Alex thought.
Disclaimer: All the characters belong to J K Rowling. I only own Alex.
It was September first and Harry, Ron and Hermione were getting on the Hogwarts express.
"Harry, we have to go to that prefects meeting again," Hermione said and Harry nodded.
"I'll look for an empty compartment," he responded dully. His summer, though more eventful then the last, was extremely difficult. Having his
godfather, Sirius, die at the end of the previous year was very painful. Especially when he lived with the Dursleys, who nagged him constantly
when he merely wanted to be left alone.
Harry walked to one of the compartments and slid the door open. Cho Chang and her friends were inside giggling at something Harry knew
not. He felt rather uncomfortable standing in the doorway with a bunch of giggling girls staring at him. "Er, sorry. I was looking for an empty
compartment," he mumbled.
"You can sit here if you like Harry, we won't mind," Cho said sympathetically.
"Erm...no...There isn't enough for...you know...Ron and er...Hermione," Harry shifted uncomfortably in the doorframe. Before Cho could
respond, Harry had left and walked quickly away from that compartment.
Harry had checked almost all the compartments. He opened the door to the last one. It was empty except for one girl with auburn hair. She
was asleep, lying down with a blanket covering everything up to her chin. Unwilling to wake her up to ask if he could sit there, he slumped in
his seat and stared at her. He had never seen her before. Yet somehow, she was his age and the blanket covering her had a huge lion on it.
Her skin was pale, but Harry couldn't call it that because it was so full of color and pale seemed like too much of a lesser word to describe
her. She had long eyelashes and her auburn hair drifted down to about her middle back. Boredly, Harry tapped his fingers on the window,
waiting impatiently for Ron and Hermione to return.
'This prefect meeting is taking longer than last years!' Harry thought angrily. He wasn't sure why he had declined sitting bye Neville and
Luna, but he couldn't go back now. The girl that was sleeping sat up and rubbed her eyes. Yawning, she looked at Harry.
"Who are you?" she asked him raising an eyebrow. Harry wasn't in the mood for another person to gasp at him when he said his name. But
she would find out sooner or later and he might as well tell her now.
"Harry Potter. Who are you?"
Amazingly, the girl didn't look at his scar or gasp at his name, and he was eternally grateful. 'She's probably a muggle born and doesn't know
who I am' Harry thought. "What? Oh, nice to meet you Harry. My name's Alex."
Harry nodded his head. "Are you a new student at Hogwarts?" he asked.
"Well, sort of. I spend my summer there, but I've never actually attended the school." she explained casually. Harry wondered if anyone else
spent there summers at Hogwarts.
"How come you spend you your summ-" Harry began but was cut off.
"When I was a baby, well, I don't actually know what happened, but when I was a baby my parents for some reason left me with Professor
Dumbledore. He started teaching me magic when I was 3, and advanced so quickly that I'm already a graduated witch. I won't actually
attend the school, but since Voldie-poo is back," Harry raised his eyebrows at one of the most feared wizards in the world being addressed
like this, "Dumbledore doesn't think it's safe for me to spend summers alone in his house like I usually do when he goes to Hogwarts."
"I thought you were a muggle born." Harry said quickly.
Alex seemed to read his mind. "I would believe it, but I'm not stupid enough to worship anyone just because of there achievements. But I still
have a great respect for you."
Harry nodded his head unsure of what exactly to say now. Alex must have realized that the conversation was over, because she immediately resorted to digging in the black bag that was sitting down by her feet.
"You know about the order right?" Alex asked without looking at him.
"Yeah. Are you in it?"
"Yes. But Dumbledore won't let me go on half the missions, damn him, says I'm to young." Harry laughed at her softly. "Well anyway, Sirius Black was killed last year I'm sure you know. I was very close to him, and I don't want him to die while people think he's a murderer. It's the only thing Dumbledore will let me work on. I'm trying to catch Peter Pettigrew in order to clear his name. Dumbledore said you were close to him to. That's why I purposely saved the seat for you, I wanted to ask you in private if you wanted to work with me."
Harry normally would have said yes without hesitation, but the fact that a 16 year old girl was in one of the magical worlds only line of defense (the ministry didn't help much) wad a bit odd in his opinion. But still, he said yes. Hermione and Ron had finally arrived at Harry's compartment.
"Where were you?" Harry asked.
"Sorry Harry," Hermione said, "We ran into Malfoy."
"Oh," Harry said as understanding dawned on him.
"Who's she?" Ron asked pointing at Alex.
Before Harry could answer, Alex said, "I'm Alexandria Noir."
Hermione stared at her suspiciously. "Do you go to Hogwarts?" she spat. Harry could not find where Hermione's sudden coldness had come from.
"No. I'm already a graduated witch."
"Dumbledore taught her magic when she was three," Harry explained. Hermione gave Alex a glare, but Alex did not seem offended by it.
Once again the compartment door slid open. "Potter. Just came to see how you were doing and all, I'm surprised your not crying after your godfather died!" Malfoy laughed. Alex thought he had gone much to far with that insult and pointed her wand at Malfoy's forehead. "Careful. I'm a prefect. I can give you detention."
"You know, I don't believe that you can."
"Do you want to test it?" Malfoy asked as the smug look on his face was replaced by a malicious grin.
"Sure."
"Fine. Detention for a straight week and I'll be reporting you to Professor Snape."
Alex laughed. "Ok, well I do think you should know who I am before you go off giving me detention. My name is Alexandria Noir and I'm the DADA Teacher assistant this year. I am already a graduated witch and Dumbledore has granted my permission to deduct house points, give detention, and temporarily expel those who do not abide by the rules. Now what was it you were saying about that detention?"
"You're bluffing!" Malfoy hissed, though sounding unsure himself.
Alex smirked, "Want to test it?" she asked.
Malfoy glared at her. " Come on!" he said to Crabbe and Goyle. They left the compartment looking very angry.
'He'll want revenge' Alex thought.