I know, I know, I know! I have so many uncompleted stories and I'm just adding more! I promise, none of my stories have been dropped, I just have to go where my muse takes me.

So I've tried to do my homework when it comes to the Egyptian/Arabic language, behavior, and expressions, but if there are any Arabic speakers out there that have noticed something super wrong, please let me know! I will be writing the Arabic words as they are pronounced and not as they are written, just so you know.

Please enjoy the first chapter of The Pure Elemental

AN: I do not own this story, the Harry Potter fandom, nor anything else that you recognize

Akila stood on a busy street in Wizarding Egypt, holding onto her Hogwarts acceptance letter in one hand. Her raven hair, flowed naturally, curling slightly, in the dusty morning air. Her large, gold earrings swung with the light breeze, as she fiddled with the intricate jewelry that adorned her neck. Her inquisitive brown eyes, captured the eyes of many, as she scanned the street looking for the wizarding bar that would take her to the Egyptian Ministry for her international portkey. Locating the pub, The Greasy Goblin, Akila walked slowly but purposefully, through the door, not even hesitating before going to the Ministry Access Floo and swirling to her destination.

Akila strode, confidently, through the Ministry, and with little time at all, she had received her international portkey and was whisked off to Magical Britain. When the swirling, gut wrenching, feeling of long distance portkey was over, she tried to steady herself. She felt a hand rest on her back, and another on her arm, to try to help steady her. Akila had to suppress the flinch that tried to crawl up her back. Looking up from her lashes, Akila offered the man attached to the hands a small smile, thankful that she hadn't fallen undignified.

"How do I get to Gringotts from here?" Akila asked, her voice slightly rough, unused.

The man, who couldn't be more than 25, stumbled over his words, as his eyes took in Akila's graceful appearance. "Would you like a guide to Wizarding Britain, Miss…"

"Just Akila, rayie sayidi. Just a guide to the bank sir, I should be able to figure my way from there, shukraan" She said curtly, yet politely, as she took his offered arm.

"Of course Miss Akila." The man replied, as he led her out of the portkey area. He gave her clear instructions, before he apparated her to the apparition point near The Leaky Cauldron, quickly pulling her along, in and through the pub, as patrons stared at the obviously foreign looking lady on the arm of a well-known ministry worker. The man led her through the brick wall, and took her to the front steps of the Wizarding bank. "Here you are Miss Akila, Gringotts bank. Will that be all?"

"Yes, shukraan. That will be all." Akila replied, before nodding her head, and swiftly making her way into the bank. Akila knew that the bank would be quite busy as the time for the students to return to Hogwarts was fast approaching, what she was not prepared for was running into someone before she could even get fully into the threshold of the door. Large, decidedly male, hands grasped Akila's arms to prevent her from toppling over. "'inna asif, I did not see you there." She replied, her hair falling in front of her face, preventing her from seeing who she ran into.

The male spoke, his voice velvet, curious, to see who the woman was beneath the black tumble of hair. "I believe it should be I who apologizes, Miss, it was rather rude of me." He released her arms then, and she pulled her hair back in place, as she smiled demurely through her lashes. "I do not believe I have ever seen you here before, my name is Lucius Malfoy."

Akila looked up at the man then, noticing the blue eyed, long blond man, truly for the first time. "Mr. Malfoy, it is nice to meet you, my name is Akila." Lucius bent over and pressed his lips to her knuckles. "I am sorry if this comes out as rude, but I really must be going."

"Of course, Akila… yes? It was a pleasure." With one final smile, Lucius passed Akila and made his way out of the bank.

Akila steadied herself mentally, before heading towards the where the Goblins where stationed, ignoring the looks and whispers that people who had noticed her interaction with Malfoy had wrought. Akila bypassed the line that the Goblins enforced, and leisurely sauntered her way to an unoccupied goblin. "Hello, eifrit, I request an inheritance test, along with a meeting with your Head."

"Name?" The goblin spoke gruffly.

"You do not need one." She spoke with force, determination. "Nor do you need to see my wand." She added as she saw the Goblin open his mouth.

"Then you shall not see Ragnok." He replied fiercely.

"I would be more than happy to speak my name to Ragnok, but not while there are alththarthira around." Akila stated this with conviction. "If you must, tell him someone from Egypt was here to see him, and only him. And that I would be more than happy to take my gold to a different bank if I must."

The goblin nodded, angry, as he stepped away from his seat just long enough to get the message to a runner goblin.

Not even a full two minutes later, the runner came back, gasping, ignoring the teller goblin completely to look at Akila. "If you will follow me miss." If anyone saw the smirk on Akila's face, they were too gob smacked over the fact that Akila immediately got the Head Goblin's attention.

Akila followed the runner, through a grand hallway, that led in a down sloped curve, until they were fully underground. The runner goblin showed Akila to an ornate office, the Head Goblin, Ragnok, sitting intimidatingly behind his desk. "The Egyptian for you Head Goblin Ragnok."

"Sit." Ragnok spoke to Akila before telling the runner to leave. As soon as she sat, Ragnok spoke again. "I do not like being pulled away from my duties Egyptian, however, your people have always been allies to the Goblins, so I will take exception to this."

"I am pleased Head Goblin Ragnok, shukraan. What I have to speak about is urgent, and I could only trust the Head with this information." Akila paused, as she took notice of the Goblin's interest in what she had to say. "My full name is Akila Cleopatra Philopator Nassar, the last known descendent and heir of Cleopatra VII Thea Philopator, Queen of Egypt, Last Pure Elemental, and if I am not wrong, heiress to the Goddess Sekhmet."

AN: Bit of a short first chapter but I hoped you liked it. Here are the translations to the words I used:

rayie sayidi – Good sir

shukraan – Thank you

'inna asif – I am sorry

Eifrit – Goblin

Alththarthira – Gossips