A/N: Crystal is a made up character. This fist chp is about her old school
"I can't believe I got transferred to Hogwarts!" exclaimed Crystal to herself. "All my life I wanted to go there and now its finally happening!" She thought back to her old school, Madam Doyle's School for Young Gifted Girls. She hated it once she stepped into the grand hall. The walls were a baby pink, with golden trims on the side, the ceiling had the picture of Rembrandt's "La ronde des nuits", the furniture was a hideous shade of pink, with navy blue pillows. Her uniform was a bright pink shirt that reached down to her knees with a gold trim, and an even brighter pink blouse. She thought she walked right into hell itself. But, the worst part was the people there. Angle, the head girl, was a tall blond, who loved to make Crystals life like Hell-on-earth. Well, on night Angle crossed the line by making fun of Crystal's dad. So the next day, Angle had to wear a cap over her bald head since, Crystal shaved off all her hair. Of course, this meant she had to go to the head mistresses and have a long boring lecture of how a lady should act. Most nights Crystal snuck out her I-pod and head banged most of the night. Her mother, Hannah Clarkson had to come what seemed like every day into the office and talked to the Head Mistresses about my rough housing and pranking people I hated. She was a was a short woman with long blond hair and blue eyes, with tan skin. She was the pure present of light. Unlike Crystal, who had long, soft black hair with, unusual streaks of midnight blue. She had a deep, alluring shade of violet that complemented her heart shaped face, her skin a shocking shade of light. She looked like the very definition of trouble.
Well the cool part of Crystal was that she was a pure descendent of Salazar Slytherin. The cool part was (that being a pure blood and all) she could climb higher, run faster, and is stronger than any normal girl should be. When she was only five years old her dad told her that when she gets angry or scared, all the abilities were increased. But the only was people could know about it was that her eyes would become slits lit a snake, and that she grew little fangs and her nails grown long and sharp. Crystal always liked having the slit eyes; for one thing they made her look mean and deadly. The only thing was, she was the only one to have this gift in the whole family.
Her mother never understood her at all. "She always thought I should be JUST like
Her!"" It gets on my nerves thought Crystal. He mother was the shy, classical, stay-at-home-and-boss-you-around type. While as for Crystal, she was a out going, Hardcore, adventurous type of gal.
After a year of being in hell, her dad, John Clarkson saw what was happening and took her out right when he got home. "Well", thought Crystal, "That ended up like shit. As soon as her mom heard of this, she and dad got in a hug fight about me going to a different school and stuff. She talked to Dumbledor if it would be to late the transfer. Dumbledor said she could start when she was 15, but was worried that she would fall behind. "Why would I fall behind?" My dad taught me in secret from mom all the things I needed to know about magic"," not to mention get her a tutor since her family was loaded" thought Crystal. "Ya this is gona be fun."
