Name: Tonya Kankuro
Age/DOB: 15 / April 10
Mom: Temari Kankuro
Dad: Arthur Weasley
Siblings: Ginny – 15; Ron – 16; Twins – 17; Percy – 18; Bill – 21; Charlie – 23
Hair: Dark Red
Eyes: Pale Brown
Height: 5'4"
Weight: 123 lbs
Race: Human / Dragon (½ - ½)
Gender: Female
Abilities: Strength, Speed, Flexibility, Healing, Sensory
Friends: Harry Potter and Co.
Significant Other: Harry Potter
House: Gryffindor
Chapter 1 – Finding the Truth
:But I look just like them,: I whined to my Japanese mother. :I don't want to go to school with people that I look like. Please don't make me go, Mom! Please, I'm begging you!:
:You have to,: she answered mentally. :You were accepted four years ago, remember, child? And on top of that you were sorted into the house of the bravest, Gryffindor. And remember that I will always be with you, chileera.:
I groaned again. This happened every year for the last four years and here we were doing it again. Mom pushed me toward the train with my owl's cage. Anchor hooted sleepily as he rustled his dark brown wing feathers. I quickly jumped onto the train just as it started to move, leaning out the open window to wave goodbye to the only family I ever knew. She smiled wearily before pivoting on her right heel and disappearing from the plat form. I finally got back to the compartment that I would be sharing with my friends and boyfriend. Ron and Hermione were already on their Prefect rounds until the lunch witch went by with the trolley. Harry, Luna and Neville were all talking about testing and OWLs and the upcoming NEWT classes fro the sixth years and up. I was scared about taking my OWLs for only one reason: fear of failure.
Then every time I tried to bring it up with Mom, all she would say is that I'd do just fine. I'd keep saying that I would fail on purpose just because of that! And what would she do? LAUGH! So anyway, just as I was about to ask Harry about the Patronus charm, both he and Neville were summoned to lunch with the new Potions Master, Horace Slughorn. I looked at Luna but she was staring in a different direction. I rolled my eyes, laying my head against the window and fell asleep.
Before long, I felt the train start to slow as it neared Hogsmeade station. I looked around to see that almost everyone, including Neville, were pulling their robes on over their heads. I quickly followed their example and tugged mine on as well. I pulled out my magically operated CD player and PokeDex for entertainment during the Sorting Ceremony. Neville looked at me and smiled nervously before shoving out of the compartment with everyone else and heading toward the school bound carriages. That's when I noticed that Harry wasn't around. I quickly sent out a thought probe and felt that he was in a different compartment with Malfoy, Pansy, Zabini, Crabbe and Goyle, hidden beneath his invisibility cloak.
"Tonya? Aren't you coming? Besides, Harry can take care of himself."
I nodded and started to follow my friends.
"I'll catch up," I called after them. "I'll see you in the Great Hall! Something just doesn't feel right. Something is telling me that Harry is in a lot of trouble and that Malfoy is involved."
I sniffed the air. That's when I felt a sharp pain and a dribble of blood found its way out of my nose. I then felt like a weird bug of some kind was crawling all over my skin. I quickly moved out of the way of the other students and gently joined my sight with Harry's. He was still on the train! Malfoy was standing over him saying something before throwing the invisibility cloak over him and shutting the door. I pulled my sight back to see Tonks jump onto the train as it lurched forward. Before it reached the end of the platform, Harry and Tonks had jumped off.
Tonks pointed her wand at Harry's face and muttered something. NOW, my nose felt better and it stopped bleeding, at least. Tonks then waved her wand and a rather large silvery something raced in the direction of the school. She led Harry off the platform and toward the front gates of the school. A bobbing yellow lantern, held by Snape, met them there. Tonks hugged Harry and whispered something about if he needed anything, he knew how to get in touch with anyone in the Order. When she pulled away, she looked forcefully at Snape because he had said something irrational about the something that had fetched him. She turned on her heel and stormed off towards Hogsmeade leaving the two men alone to go up to the school. I quickly raced past the two and shot into the Great Hall in the middle of the Sorting. Just as I was about to ask if I had missed anything, Harry slumped in, pulled his robes on over his Muggle clothes and shoved his invisibility cloak into his bag. He sat down hard before shaking his head at any of our unasked questions.
The Sorting went uneventfully like it always did unless you were first year. I looked at Harry long and hard before settling on the fact that I needed something to eat. I kept stealing glances at Harry, Ron and Hermione before giving into what Nearly Headless Nick was trying to tell me. After the desserts came and went, Dumbledore stood, his hands spread wide as if to hug the entirety of the student body. I stared at his burned and disfigured hand before he finally noticed that it was getting stared at and went on with the Start of Term Welcoming Talk (as dubbed by me of course). I knew that Harry would be hard pressed for time when it came down to being not only Quidditch Captain but studying for all of his NEWT classes and Hermione riding him like no tomorrow about it. (A/N: NOT that kind of riding of course unless you're desperate for a lemon.) Finally, we were dismissed to go to our dorms, 'Mione and Ron leading the Gryffindor first years like all Prefects were doing.
I arrived at the portrait of the Pink Fat Lady alongside Harry, Neville, and all of the other Non-First Years. Harry muttered the password that I didn't know he knew in the first place and all of us entered, the girls splitting from the guys to get up to bed. I entered the dorm that I had claimed for myself after scaring all the other girls that attempted to dorm with me off. I saw my trunk at the end of the bed that was directly under the window. I opened the window and Anchor swooped in like he always did when he was freed from the confines of his cage after the trip here. I hoped that both him and Hedwig were getting along with the other owls in the West Tower. I gently allowed my owl to settle onto the headboard while I unpacked my trunk to get to the pajamas that Mom made me 3 years ago for making the Quidditch team as Chaser. I didn't like them because they reminded me too much of home, yet at the same time they reminded me of the obligation that I had to the team. I eventually gave up trying to get the shrinking fabric over my head and pulled out the extra pair of PJ bottoms that I had packed for this very occasion.
Mom always knew that I hated it when she made me clothes. I would always outgrow them six months after she makes them. She flies into a rage telling me to stop growing. I kept telling her that I couldn't help the way that I was. I just grew like all the other kids my age. I mean I only stand at 5'4" tall right now but I feel like a midget standing next to Ron and Harry.