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say hi to my old reviewers and HIYA! HIYA! To my new reviewers!
ENJOY!
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(TRAIN RIDE)
Ginny decided to get a compartment with Colin Creevey and Luna Lovegood on the train ride to Hogwarts.
She hadn't talked to Harry since he kissed her and she didn't really want to.
Which is why she left a note in his Hogwarts trunk saying it was over between them.
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Hermione was looking at Harry.
He hadn't said more than two words to her since he checked his trunk to make sure he had everything.
"Harry," said Hermione sternly.
"Yes?" he answered.
"What's up?" she asked.
He looked around, as if making sure Ron, who was making sure nothing was too hyper in the train, wasn't outside listening.
"Well," he told her everything.
Hermione was about to respond when they heard people yelling outside their compartment.
"You coldhearted son of a" started Ginny, but Draco Malfoy cut her off.
"Sure you wanna finish that?" he snarled.
"I thought that after last year, you might have changed, but I guess not," she stated firmly.
"Poor, literally poor, little Ginny Weasley. Survivor of breast cancer, ex- girlfriend of Harry Potter, little sister of Ronald Weasley and my own ex- 'girlfriend'." He laughed coldly.
Hermione and Harry shared a glance and then they heard Ron say, "Five points from Slytherin," from behind them.
Ginny turned around and sighed.
'Once again, they won't let me fight my own battles,' she thought and walked away angrily.
Hermione glared at Draco and he glared back then snarled, "See something you might be attracted to, Mudblood?"
"I'd be attracted to a Hippogriffs rear end before I'm attracted to a urine head like you," she said casually.
He didn't say anything to that.
"Gee, a Mudblood making a Malfoy speechless, who would have thought?" said Hermione.
Malfoy gave one last look of the deepest loathing before walking off.
"Okay, Hermione, tell us why Malfoy is being a git again," demanded Ron.
"Kim is in critical condition and was taken to St. Mungos'." Hermione said.
Kimberly is Draco's little sister.
"And they don't know if Kim can hold on much longer," Hermione said with a sad sigh.
Not one word was spoken for the rest of the train ride.
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"Another year," started Dumbledore once the sorting ceremony was over, "has started. I'd like you all to meet Cylia Riddle. She will be teaching this year,"
Ginny, Harry, Ron and Hermione were the loudest ones to clap.
Cylia blushed.
"Cylia, would you like to say a few words?" asked Dumbledore kindly.
"Ah, you want me to tell them?" she replied.
He nodded and she stood up.
"Who all in here knows what a Muggle road trip is?" she asked.
Hands were raised.
"Well, we, the professors, have agreed to go on a Muggle road trip in U.S.A!" said Cylia.
They were cheers from the students who understood what a Muggle road trip was.
"The professors who will be going are Cedric Diggory, Stacey Potter, Oliver Wood, Serverus Snape and Cylia Riddle," said Dumbledore.
"And the older people coming along to keep us young teachers in charge," students laughed at Cylia's remark, "are Sirius Black-like he is more mature than me?-James Potter-hah!-My dear, dear sister Christina--and Aliza Black!" announced Cylia.
"And our caretaker Argus Filch will be coming to make sure nothing or nobody is left behind," said Dumbledore.
After the usual stuff was said, everyone headed off to bed.
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It was one week before the road trip and Ginny was NOT in a good mood, nor was Cylia, Stacey, Hermione or Christina.
Ginny stomped into the Great hall and slammed her notebook on the Gryiffndor house table in front of her ex boyfriend Dean Thomas.
"Whoa, Gin, what's up?" asked Dean.
"I can't find everything I need!" said Ginny angrily.
"And you're acting like a lunatic because....?" asked Ron.
"Lunatic!?" shrieked Ginny, causing the great hall to go silent and everyone stared at the two Weasleys'.
"Miss. Weasley," said Snape silkily.
"Yes?" asked Ginny impatiently.
"I suggest you take your attitude somewhere else," said Snape.
"More like P.M.S," said Ron, the guys nodded.
"How dare you!" said Cylia, waking up.
"Miss. Riddle, there are potions you can take for your P.M.S that can save every male in this castle from this female rampage," said Snape.
"Bite me!" said Cylia.
The seventh year girls all howled with laughter.
Snape looked appalled.
"You-I-What-You should be setting a better image to the younger students!" said Snape.
"And you should wash your hair!" said Lavender Brown bravely walking up.
Ginny's mouth said "Whoa" but no noise came out.
"Ten points from Gryffindor," said Snape and he walked away.
All the girls and guys stood up.
It came to a silent agreement that the girls get the two house tables on the left hand side if the great hall and they guys get the two house tables on the right hand side.
Even the professors split up.
Now THIS is odd.
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"Harry, mate, this is crazy! We haven't talked to our girlfriend's for three days now!" said Ron after potions, watching Hermione as she was walking away, talking to Lavender Brown and Parvati Patil.
"HE DID NOT!" Parvati suddenly shrieked.
Hermione's mouth was shaped into an "o" and Lavender was giggling harder than ever.
Harry and Ron shared a glance then looked back at the girls who were now laughing.
"Oh, that's a sight to see," was the last thing they heard Hermione say before the three girls' conversation was drowned into giggles.
Seamus Finnigin walked up to Harry and Ron groaning.
"I can't believe Lav told them what I said to her!" he groaned.
"What did you say to her?" asked Ron.
Seamus paled.
"I-I said t-that I'd d-date her no matter how bad her P.M.S is!" said Seamus.
Harry gave a low-whistle and Ron smacked Seamus on the back of his head.
"Could you be any more stupid?" asked Ron.
Seamus said nothing.
Harry snickered.
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Cylia closed her eyes, reminiscing the night Voldemort was killed.
*-* Flashback *-*
"You know, Cylia, Christina, your mother was even more foolish than you two. She didn't realize that I was sleeping with another woman during our pathetic marriage," said Voldemort lazily.
Cylia and Christina glared.
"Cylia....that was her name. She was much stronger and bolder than you will ever be, Cylia. I thought that by giving you her name would make a difference, but I guess not," he continued.
Cylia tightly closed her eyes, trying to calm herself down.
"You sick pervert. You named me after your whore!?" shouted Cylia.
"She was not a whore," he growled.
"Oh? Usually women like Cylia," she spat the name, "are called whore's," she said.
"Spitting your own name?" he asked.
"Shut up," she said calmly.
"Oh yes," he said, "Cylia was much better that your mother. In so many different ways," he said.
Cylia glanced at Harry and saw that he was gripping the sword of Godric Gryffindor so tightly his knuckles were white.
"Better at speech, better at cooking, better at cleaning, because well, she did it the magically way, not the Muggle way, and..." he paused.
"Yes?" asked Cylia through gritted teeth.
"Much better in bed," he finished.
That did it.
"You went too far," snarled Cylia.
She turned around, grabbed the sword from Harry forcefully and stabbed Voldemort through his stomach.
The sword went all the way through his body, because the tip of the sword was peeking through his back dripping with blood. "I used to be scared of death, but not anymore. I'll see you in hell," she snarled before pulling the sword out of him.
He screeched in pain.
*-* End of Flashback *-*
Cylia hadn't thought about that day since it happened.
All she knew was that she did not want the name Cylia anymore.
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"Sir," said Cylia.
"Yes?" replied Dumbledore.
"I would like to change my name," said Cylia.
"I was wondering when you were going to say that," said Dumbledore.
"I'm just sick of having the same name as the woman my father was cheating with," said Cylia.
"That's understandable," said Dumbledore, "What would you like your name to be?"
"Well, I would like to change my first, middle and last name," said Cylia.
Dumbledore nodded.
"I would like to be known as Cecilia Cassandra-" before she could get the last name out, Sirius ran in Dumbledore's office. "Your-last-name-is-BLACK!" said Sirius panting.
"What?" asked Cylia.
"I want you to be my daughter," said Sirius.
"But-Are you sure?" asked Cylia.
"Very," said Sirius.
Cylia smiled and hugged Sirius tightly.
"Very well, Cecilia Cassandra Black," said Dumbledore.
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"Why Cassandra?" asked Sirius as he and Cecilia were walking out.
"My mother's name was Cassandra," said Cecilia.
Sirius looked at Cecilia and saw that her face was blank.
"Wanna talk about it?" asked Sirius.
"Sure....." Cecilia said.
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The next chapter is gonna be a conversation between Sirius and CECILIA, I like that name!, and the plane ride to America!
R/R
ENJOY!
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(TRAIN RIDE)
Ginny decided to get a compartment with Colin Creevey and Luna Lovegood on the train ride to Hogwarts.
She hadn't talked to Harry since he kissed her and she didn't really want to.
Which is why she left a note in his Hogwarts trunk saying it was over between them.
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Hermione was looking at Harry.
He hadn't said more than two words to her since he checked his trunk to make sure he had everything.
"Harry," said Hermione sternly.
"Yes?" he answered.
"What's up?" she asked.
He looked around, as if making sure Ron, who was making sure nothing was too hyper in the train, wasn't outside listening.
"Well," he told her everything.
Hermione was about to respond when they heard people yelling outside their compartment.
"You coldhearted son of a" started Ginny, but Draco Malfoy cut her off.
"Sure you wanna finish that?" he snarled.
"I thought that after last year, you might have changed, but I guess not," she stated firmly.
"Poor, literally poor, little Ginny Weasley. Survivor of breast cancer, ex- girlfriend of Harry Potter, little sister of Ronald Weasley and my own ex- 'girlfriend'." He laughed coldly.
Hermione and Harry shared a glance and then they heard Ron say, "Five points from Slytherin," from behind them.
Ginny turned around and sighed.
'Once again, they won't let me fight my own battles,' she thought and walked away angrily.
Hermione glared at Draco and he glared back then snarled, "See something you might be attracted to, Mudblood?"
"I'd be attracted to a Hippogriffs rear end before I'm attracted to a urine head like you," she said casually.
He didn't say anything to that.
"Gee, a Mudblood making a Malfoy speechless, who would have thought?" said Hermione.
Malfoy gave one last look of the deepest loathing before walking off.
"Okay, Hermione, tell us why Malfoy is being a git again," demanded Ron.
"Kim is in critical condition and was taken to St. Mungos'." Hermione said.
Kimberly is Draco's little sister.
"And they don't know if Kim can hold on much longer," Hermione said with a sad sigh.
Not one word was spoken for the rest of the train ride.
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"Another year," started Dumbledore once the sorting ceremony was over, "has started. I'd like you all to meet Cylia Riddle. She will be teaching this year,"
Ginny, Harry, Ron and Hermione were the loudest ones to clap.
Cylia blushed.
"Cylia, would you like to say a few words?" asked Dumbledore kindly.
"Ah, you want me to tell them?" she replied.
He nodded and she stood up.
"Who all in here knows what a Muggle road trip is?" she asked.
Hands were raised.
"Well, we, the professors, have agreed to go on a Muggle road trip in U.S.A!" said Cylia.
They were cheers from the students who understood what a Muggle road trip was.
"The professors who will be going are Cedric Diggory, Stacey Potter, Oliver Wood, Serverus Snape and Cylia Riddle," said Dumbledore.
"And the older people coming along to keep us young teachers in charge," students laughed at Cylia's remark, "are Sirius Black-like he is more mature than me?-James Potter-hah!-My dear, dear sister Christina--and Aliza Black!" announced Cylia.
"And our caretaker Argus Filch will be coming to make sure nothing or nobody is left behind," said Dumbledore.
After the usual stuff was said, everyone headed off to bed.
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It was one week before the road trip and Ginny was NOT in a good mood, nor was Cylia, Stacey, Hermione or Christina.
Ginny stomped into the Great hall and slammed her notebook on the Gryiffndor house table in front of her ex boyfriend Dean Thomas.
"Whoa, Gin, what's up?" asked Dean.
"I can't find everything I need!" said Ginny angrily.
"And you're acting like a lunatic because....?" asked Ron.
"Lunatic!?" shrieked Ginny, causing the great hall to go silent and everyone stared at the two Weasleys'.
"Miss. Weasley," said Snape silkily.
"Yes?" asked Ginny impatiently.
"I suggest you take your attitude somewhere else," said Snape.
"More like P.M.S," said Ron, the guys nodded.
"How dare you!" said Cylia, waking up.
"Miss. Riddle, there are potions you can take for your P.M.S that can save every male in this castle from this female rampage," said Snape.
"Bite me!" said Cylia.
The seventh year girls all howled with laughter.
Snape looked appalled.
"You-I-What-You should be setting a better image to the younger students!" said Snape.
"And you should wash your hair!" said Lavender Brown bravely walking up.
Ginny's mouth said "Whoa" but no noise came out.
"Ten points from Gryffindor," said Snape and he walked away.
All the girls and guys stood up.
It came to a silent agreement that the girls get the two house tables on the left hand side if the great hall and they guys get the two house tables on the right hand side.
Even the professors split up.
Now THIS is odd.
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"Harry, mate, this is crazy! We haven't talked to our girlfriend's for three days now!" said Ron after potions, watching Hermione as she was walking away, talking to Lavender Brown and Parvati Patil.
"HE DID NOT!" Parvati suddenly shrieked.
Hermione's mouth was shaped into an "o" and Lavender was giggling harder than ever.
Harry and Ron shared a glance then looked back at the girls who were now laughing.
"Oh, that's a sight to see," was the last thing they heard Hermione say before the three girls' conversation was drowned into giggles.
Seamus Finnigin walked up to Harry and Ron groaning.
"I can't believe Lav told them what I said to her!" he groaned.
"What did you say to her?" asked Ron.
Seamus paled.
"I-I said t-that I'd d-date her no matter how bad her P.M.S is!" said Seamus.
Harry gave a low-whistle and Ron smacked Seamus on the back of his head.
"Could you be any more stupid?" asked Ron.
Seamus said nothing.
Harry snickered.
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Cylia closed her eyes, reminiscing the night Voldemort was killed.
*-* Flashback *-*
"You know, Cylia, Christina, your mother was even more foolish than you two. She didn't realize that I was sleeping with another woman during our pathetic marriage," said Voldemort lazily.
Cylia and Christina glared.
"Cylia....that was her name. She was much stronger and bolder than you will ever be, Cylia. I thought that by giving you her name would make a difference, but I guess not," he continued.
Cylia tightly closed her eyes, trying to calm herself down.
"You sick pervert. You named me after your whore!?" shouted Cylia.
"She was not a whore," he growled.
"Oh? Usually women like Cylia," she spat the name, "are called whore's," she said.
"Spitting your own name?" he asked.
"Shut up," she said calmly.
"Oh yes," he said, "Cylia was much better that your mother. In so many different ways," he said.
Cylia glanced at Harry and saw that he was gripping the sword of Godric Gryffindor so tightly his knuckles were white.
"Better at speech, better at cooking, better at cleaning, because well, she did it the magically way, not the Muggle way, and..." he paused.
"Yes?" asked Cylia through gritted teeth.
"Much better in bed," he finished.
That did it.
"You went too far," snarled Cylia.
She turned around, grabbed the sword from Harry forcefully and stabbed Voldemort through his stomach.
The sword went all the way through his body, because the tip of the sword was peeking through his back dripping with blood. "I used to be scared of death, but not anymore. I'll see you in hell," she snarled before pulling the sword out of him.
He screeched in pain.
*-* End of Flashback *-*
Cylia hadn't thought about that day since it happened.
All she knew was that she did not want the name Cylia anymore.
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"Sir," said Cylia.
"Yes?" replied Dumbledore.
"I would like to change my name," said Cylia.
"I was wondering when you were going to say that," said Dumbledore.
"I'm just sick of having the same name as the woman my father was cheating with," said Cylia.
"That's understandable," said Dumbledore, "What would you like your name to be?"
"Well, I would like to change my first, middle and last name," said Cylia.
Dumbledore nodded.
"I would like to be known as Cecilia Cassandra-" before she could get the last name out, Sirius ran in Dumbledore's office. "Your-last-name-is-BLACK!" said Sirius panting.
"What?" asked Cylia.
"I want you to be my daughter," said Sirius.
"But-Are you sure?" asked Cylia.
"Very," said Sirius.
Cylia smiled and hugged Sirius tightly.
"Very well, Cecilia Cassandra Black," said Dumbledore.
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"Why Cassandra?" asked Sirius as he and Cecilia were walking out.
"My mother's name was Cassandra," said Cecilia.
Sirius looked at Cecilia and saw that her face was blank.
"Wanna talk about it?" asked Sirius.
"Sure....." Cecilia said.
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The next chapter is gonna be a conversation between Sirius and CECILIA, I like that name!, and the plane ride to America!
R/R