CHPT. 1
"Mind if we sit here?" asked a girl who was about 16 yrs old with short,
bushy, hair. "Hello?" the girl tapped Delia on the head. She let out a
startled shriek and looked up at the girl with a blank stare. "Oh! I'm
sorry!" Delia proceeded to take of her head phones, "did u say something? I
was listening to my CD player." The girl smiled and said "Hermione Granger,
and I asked if u mind if we sit here"
"Oh. No I don't mind I would actually appreciate the company" There were
two boys behind Hermione a really tall one with red hair, and a slightly
shorter one with messy jet black hair and crystal blue eyes. (Who Delia
thought was very handsome, especially those eyes) The boy with red hair
asked, "What's a CD player?" Delia picked up her cp player and proceeded to
explain what it did. " . And I wanted to listen to all my music before the
thing goes dead."
" Why would you're CD player go dead?"
" Electrical devices don't work when there is a strong magical current in
the air, remember Harry?" answered Hermione
" Precisely" said Delia.
"OHH yeah!" said Harry while slapping his forehead. Delia giggled slightly
and said "Sorry to interrupt, but who are the guys Hermione?"
"Sorry that was rude of us. Huh Harry?"
"huh? Yeah really rude" Ron gave Harry a look. "Anyway my name is Ronald
Weasley, but call me Ron. Every one does."
"pleased to meet you Ron." said Delia. She turned around and looked at the
other boy. The other boy just stared back.
"And you?" Delia asked.
"Huh? . oh yeah . umm . Harry Potter" Harry blushed. Hermione and Ron
laughed. Delia just smiled, "Pleased to meet you Harry, my name is Delia
Sheik."
"Where are you from? I've never seen you here before." Asked Ron.
" I came over from the U.S." answered Delia
"Really?" asked Hermione "what I want to know is how old are u? We're 16
and are going into our sixth years. And when did u get here? Do u know
anyone else who goes to Hogwarts? Do u like it here? Why did u move here?
Why ."
" Hermione! Look, she looks kind of dizzy."
Hermione looked closely and indeed she did look a little dizzy, and the
funny thing was that Delia and Harry were staring at each other. And it
wasn't one of those love-at-first-sight kind off looksbut more like they
didn't know wat to make of each other. Harry's face had a look like someone
knew something he didn't want anybody to know, and Delias had a look like
she was dizzy, pitying, and overwhelmed.
"Uh. Delia, Harry are u two alright?"
Harry snatched his hand off Delia's and imidiatly nodded and swallowed.
"Uh . yeah. Why do u ask?" asked Delia breathing fast
"You guys had funny looks on ure faces" stated Ron
Delia raised her brows and said "Really? Anyway, excuse me I have to change into my-our- school robes" She picked up her stuff and with one last look at Harry, she left the compartment. Right after the door closed Hermione and Ron practically pounced on Harry and asked "what happened?" Delias voice echoed in Harry head saying Please don't tell anyone about me. "Nothing happened" "alright then tell us why u were stuttering so much and putting ure hands on hers?" Harry blushed and quickly changed the subject.
Woah. So much angst and anger in one person. Thought Delia. The only father he ever knew, dieing in front of his eyes. So is it any wonder he feel what he fells? Why doesn't he share these feeling with someone else? Well, now he doesn't have to. I know what he feels, albeit, unwantedly. Delia blushed at the other things he diffidently didn't want her to know. Someone knocked on the doorto the restroom. "Other people need to use the restroom you know!" That voice sounds awfully familiar "So sorry! Ill be right out!" She headed towards the door "Again, Im sorr. Draco." She finished grimly. Well, he is still as handsome as ever. Delia thought grimly. "Well, well, well, who do we have here? I never thought id have to see you again." "You know, I was really hopin' I would never have to see you again. But then again, Ive never been a particularly lucky person" Draco just sneered as Delia tried to make her way past him. Draco grabbed her arm and said "Did u want me so much that you came from all the way from Washington to England? I'm very flattered but you missed you're chance" he leaned forward until his lips were almost touching hers "Of course I'm always willing to try again" He leaned closer .
Delia pulled back and let her fist fly. "Don't flatter yourself Draco. I came here because my father was called here by Fudge for a meeting" With that she kicked him for good measure and stepped on him on her way back to the compartment. The three had already gone outside and had seen the whole punk, kick and step. But they hadn't heard the verbal part of the discussion. Some of the student who had heard the noise had come out to investigate and were gathered around Draco. When Delia stopped in front of the trio Ron immediately asked "You know Draco? And did u really punch him? Ive been wantin to do that for years but I haven't been able to because these two keep holding me back" " Yeah I know the annoying brat why?" Ron ignored her question. "How do u know him?" At this Delia blushed furiously and murmured "I don't want to talk about it"
Before anyone could ask what this meant, a voice behind Delia said "You'll regret you ever did this Sheik" Draco then turned around and walked away from them. " I doubt I ever will", yelled at his back. Draco ignored the comment and just kept on walking.
Before any of the three could start questioning her again Delia asked " Any you guys play any sports?" Before the boys could answer Hermione groaned. "Why did u have to pick sports?! Couldn't you choose a different topic? Now all they going to talk about is quidditch!" Delia laughed and all four of them headed back into the compartment.
Delia raised her brows and said "Really? Anyway, excuse me I have to change into my-our- school robes" She picked up her stuff and with one last look at Harry, she left the compartment. Right after the door closed Hermione and Ron practically pounced on Harry and asked "what happened?" Delias voice echoed in Harry head saying Please don't tell anyone about me. "Nothing happened" "alright then tell us why u were stuttering so much and putting ure hands on hers?" Harry blushed and quickly changed the subject.
Woah. So much angst and anger in one person. Thought Delia. The only father he ever knew, dieing in front of his eyes. So is it any wonder he feel what he fells? Why doesn't he share these feeling with someone else? Well, now he doesn't have to. I know what he feels, albeit, unwantedly. Delia blushed at the other things he diffidently didn't want her to know. Someone knocked on the doorto the restroom. "Other people need to use the restroom you know!" That voice sounds awfully familiar "So sorry! Ill be right out!" She headed towards the door "Again, Im sorr. Draco." She finished grimly. Well, he is still as handsome as ever. Delia thought grimly. "Well, well, well, who do we have here? I never thought id have to see you again." "You know, I was really hopin' I would never have to see you again. But then again, Ive never been a particularly lucky person" Draco just sneered as Delia tried to make her way past him. Draco grabbed her arm and said "Did u want me so much that you came from all the way from Washington to England? I'm very flattered but you missed you're chance" he leaned forward until his lips were almost touching hers "Of course I'm always willing to try again" He leaned closer .
Delia pulled back and let her fist fly. "Don't flatter yourself Draco. I came here because my father was called here by Fudge for a meeting" With that she kicked him for good measure and stepped on him on her way back to the compartment. The three had already gone outside and had seen the whole punk, kick and step. But they hadn't heard the verbal part of the discussion. Some of the student who had heard the noise had come out to investigate and were gathered around Draco. When Delia stopped in front of the trio Ron immediately asked "You know Draco? And did u really punch him? Ive been wantin to do that for years but I haven't been able to because these two keep holding me back" " Yeah I know the annoying brat why?" Ron ignored her question. "How do u know him?" At this Delia blushed furiously and murmured "I don't want to talk about it"
Before anyone could ask what this meant, a voice behind Delia said "You'll regret you ever did this Sheik" Draco then turned around and walked away from them. " I doubt I ever will", yelled at his back. Draco ignored the comment and just kept on walking.
Before any of the three could start questioning her again Delia asked " Any you guys play any sports?" Before the boys could answer Hermione groaned. "Why did u have to pick sports?! Couldn't you choose a different topic? Now all they going to talk about is quidditch!" Delia laughed and all four of them headed back into the compartment.