A/N: Sorry it's taken me so long to get back to this. My computer crashed and I lost the next 5 or 6 chapters to this so I decided to start over and begin anew. These are the original two chapters with the mistakes fixed and a few minor details changes. Mainly just dress and rewording of some scenes. I hope to have Viktor in Chapter 3 or 4 at the latest. Leave a review if you think Zee should go in a typical formal dress for the Yule Ball or something more original.
Disclaimer: I don't own it! *cries*
Name: Zafirah (Victorious) Quenna (Queen) Crow
Age: 17
Height: 5'7
Weight: 124 lbs.
Tattoos: A lion on the inside of her right forearm.
Piercings: Three in left ear, none in right ear
Wand: 13'/ Ash wood/ Dragon Heartstring core
House: Gryffindor
Year: 7
"Mom?"
"In the kitchen, Zee."
The five foot seven brunette walked into her family's kitchen and grabbed a fresh cookie from the tray her mother had just pulled out of the oven.
"Those are for the train ride tomorrow!" her mother scolded.
"But they're better fresh!"
"Go on, pack."
"Fine."
She trudged back up the stairs to her room, licking her fingers of the last traces of chocolate. She packed her school robes and books, hiding a few muggle romances in her shirts. She jumped slightly as her cell phone started vibrating in her back pocket.
"Hullo?"
"What's up, Chicka?" the voice said with an obvious Hispanic accent.
"Nothin' much, Meli. How's the mother land?"
"Hot and dry. I prefer England."
"Don't fret, love, you'll be back at school by Christmas."
"Zafirah Quenna Crow!"
"That's my mom. I have to go. Later, love."
"Later, Chicka."
They both hung up. Zafirah rushed down stairs to her waiting mother.
"What did I do?" she asked as soon as she hit the bottom step.
"Nothing, but," she looked sternly at her daughter, "I promised you a pet."
"Are we going now?" Zafirah asked, bouncing on her feet.
"Go get your cloak." her mother grinned.
Zee, as she liked to be called, raced back up the stairs, threw her wavy brown hair into a messy bun, wrapped her cloak around her shoulders, and slid down the stair railing to meet her mother in front of their fireplace. She grabbed a handful of flo powder and stepped into the ashes. She winked at her mother before, "Diagon Ally!"
Zee closed her eyes and waited impatiently for the spinning to stop. When she landed, she lost her balance and toppled to the floor. She heard people laughing just before she was yanked up by the elbows. She looked up to see the taller Weasly twins.
"Thanks, loves," she giggled.
"No problem, Zee," they said.
"Last minute shopping?"
"Just some new-"
"Product ideas."
"Good luck with that," she said seeing her mother step out of the fireplace, "But I have to go. Mom's gonna buy me my pet."
"Ooooh," they smirked.
She stuck her tongue out at them and left with her mother.
"So what do you want?" her mother asked as they left the shop and headed for the animal store.
"I don't know, but I don't want a rat."
"Good because you wouldn't get one even if you begged."
Zee 'humfed' and play glared at her mother. She stuck her tongue out and ran ahead, weaving through people. She pulled open the shop door and ran in, not looking where she was going. She quickly ran over to the cages and tried picking out an animal. Zee looked them all over and finally became frustrated, zigzagging between birds, cats and dogs. She stopped as she saw a man dragging a puppy by the leash into the back of the store, the puppy struggling all the way. He was a black and white Husky with the most beautiful blue eyes she had ever seen.
"Hey, Mister," she said stopping the man, "What are you doing?"
He looked at her a minute.
"I've sold this dog seven times and he always ends up tied to the lamp post outside. I guess there's something wrong with it. We're gonna have to put him down."
"Hey, I'll take him."
"I don't think you could handle him, girlie."
"I'll give you ten sickles extra."
"Well, I don't..."
"Ten sickles and a gallion."
"Deal."
He handed her the leash and the dog relaxed. Zee smiled at him. She was counting out the money when her mother arrived by her side.
"What are you getting?"
"A puppy."
Her mother paused.
"A puppy?"
"Isn't he so cute?" she said placing the puppy on the counter.
"He's already house trained," the shop keeper said, "Did it myself."
"See, mom? Already less of a hassle."
"I guess. If that's what you want..."she trailed off uncertainly.
"It's settled then. There you go." She paid the man.
"Oh, and, uh, try not to let him loose until you get home? He likes to wander off," the man said as they walked out.
"Thank you."
The mother and daughter walked around the Alley for a while, picking up things for their new family member. It was about noon when they stopped at an out-of-the-way cafe.
"We have a bed, bowl, food, toys, collar, leash. Are we missing anything?" her mother listed after they ordered.
"A name." Zee said automatically.
"What do you have in mind?"
She thought for a moment, looking down at the puppy in her lap, looking terribly cute in his new studded leather collar.
"I think he looks like a Quicksilver."
"Quicksilver it is then."
Zee grinned at the dog in her lap.
"How do you like the name Quicksilver?"
He barked and wagged his tail.