Slytherin and Griffindor - a Love Story
Chapter 1: The New Arrival
"A new girl? From Australia?"
That was the only gossip going around Hogwarts on the 1st of September, 2003. It was the first day back at school, and the students had just been told about Victoria Dreanadia, a girl going into her fifth year who had moves from Australia to England because of her father's job. Questions such as, "What will she be like?" and "What house will she be in?" and "Does she play Quiddich?" were being tossed to and fro across all four house tables at dinner as the students anticipated her arrival.
"I hope she's nice," said Hermione to Ron and Harry. "I'd like a girl best friend."
"What, suddenly we're not good enough for you?" said Ron through a mouthful of fried chicken.
"No, of course not! It's just that sometimes I'd like to talk about girlie stuff with someone close, you know what I mean."
"Don't worry Hermione," said Harry, laughing. "We know how you feel."
Hermione smiled thankfully.
The only person in the Hall who seemed totally unruffled by the whole affair was Draco Malfoy. "So what if we have another kid at school?" he said. "I mean, what difference does it make? In fact, I'd rather she didn't come since she'll just be one more mud blood to dirty the place up. And yes, I know she's a mud blood because I found out that her father's a muggle QC, Crabbe," he said when Crabbe looked at him quizzically.
It was in fact halfway through desert when the door banged open unexpectedly. Immediately there was complete silence. Professor McGonagall entered and said, "Students, allow me to present our new girl, Victoria Dreanadia." And then they saw her.
The girl that walked down the aisle was tall, slim, and seemed incredibly strong. She had dark blonde hair, pale skin (which was a shock considering where she came from), a small mouth, and piercing sky-blue eyes that seemed to see past your body and into your soul. She was needless to say very pretty, but in a dangerous sort of way. There was something about Victoria that everyone found, for lack of a better word, enticing.
"Now Victoria," said Professor McGogagall. "you must be sorted into your house. Come and sit here and I will palce the Sorting Hat on your head, and we shall see where you belong." Looking a little nervous, she sat.
"Hmmm.you're a tricky one to place, young Victoria," said the Sorting Hat. "I see a cross between two houses, but which one to choose? Let me think.I know, GRIFFINDOR!!!"
The traditional cheer went up from the Griffindor table, and Victoria sat down next to Hermione, who introduced her to Harry and Ron ("You're Harry Potter? Oh my goodness!") and soon engaged her in conversation. Conditions in the Great Hall went back to the usual noisy level, but one person stayed silent.
Draco Malfoy was sitting in a kind of stupor, simply staring at Victoria. "What's up Draco?" said Pansy Parkinson across from him, fluttering her eyelashes.
"What" Oh nothing.nothing, I'm fine," Malfoy stammered. But that girl, Victoria, sent shivers up and down his spine. "She's just a girl," he told himself sternly. "Besides, she's in Griffindor, so she's probably looks alone. But still, he could not help but wonder.
Later in the Griffindor common room, everyone was having fun chatting to the new girl. "So Victoria," said Harry amiably. "How come you moved to England?"
"Well, I'm muggle-born, and my dad's a QC, so every so often we have to live in England for a few weeks, but not in the school term of course. But this time he got a permanent job transfer, so we now are here to live," she answered.
"What's it like in Australia?" asked Parvati Patil. "Is it really hot?"
"Compared to here it is!" laughed Victoria. "I mean, it's just going into winter here, right? Well, when I got off the plane, I was so unclimatised that I started shivering uncontrollably, and I was wearing two jumpers and a parka!" Everyone laughed. And so the conversation continued like this for a time until everyone went to bed.
The next day at breakfast, Draco watched Victoria's every move, from eating toast to having to clean up Neville's spilt pumpkin juice. Eventually she caught him staring at her, and she asked Harry who he was.
"That Victoria, is Draco Malfoy," he said darkly. "You should steer clear of him, he's a total prat. He's incredibly stuck up, self-obsessed, mean, and he loves to bully people. Take Hermione for example. He hates her 'cause she's muggle-born, and always calls her a mud blood."
"Gosh, thanks Harry, I'll stay away from him then. Do we have any classes with him?" Victoria said.
"Yeah, a few," Harry replied. Potions is up first, he's with us then. The head of Slytherin, Professor Snape, is the potions master, so Malfoy's a real teacher's pet then. You'll see what he's like."
* * *
Professor Snape was in a foul mood.
"You, Longbottom, ten points from Griffindor, you're late!"
"No he's not professor. Potions starts at this time, but most of us got here early, that's all," said Hermione. Big mistake.
"And twenty points from you Miss Granger for back-chatting!" Snape snarled. Hermione stayed silent.
"Now class. Today we will be brewing up a sleeping potion. This is very very powerful, and if even one drop lands on your skin it will knock you out for about an hour. So I want no spillages," he said looking meaningfully at Neville Longbottom. "and I want you all to put on your dragon hide gloves for extra protection. Now, this must be done in pairs, and I will group you up. Potter, you are with Millicent Bulstrode, Miss Granger, go with Miss Parkinson, and our new girl, Miss Dreanadia, welcome, you are with Malfoy."
"Watch yourself," whispered Ron to Victoria, who nodded.
Draco's heart skipped a beat. He was to work with Victoria Dreanadia? This was just too good! "Be quiet!" snaped the Slytherin side of himself. "Looks alone, remember?" But still, when Victoria sat down beside him, he could not supress a shiver.
"Hi," said Victoria.
"Hi," said Malfoy back.
The whole class listened carefully while Snape explained the potion to them. It was indeed extremely complex. Malfoy and Victoria brewed the potion in silence, with only the occasional, "Could you pass the lacewing flies?". They had only just finished when the bell rang.
"You are, as a pair, to write an analysis of this potion including how you brewed it and what difficulties you encountered. It is due tomorrow. Now go!? Snape barked.
"See you in the library after school then," muttered Draco to Victoria.
"Yeah, see you," said Victoria, and they walked in opposite directions.
"She's looks alone, remember?" murmered Malfoy to himself. "Looks alone."
That was the only gossip going around Hogwarts on the 1st of September, 2003. It was the first day back at school, and the students had just been told about Victoria Dreanadia, a girl going into her fifth year who had moves from Australia to England because of her father's job. Questions such as, "What will she be like?" and "What house will she be in?" and "Does she play Quiddich?" were being tossed to and fro across all four house tables at dinner as the students anticipated her arrival.
"I hope she's nice," said Hermione to Ron and Harry. "I'd like a girl best friend."
"What, suddenly we're not good enough for you?" said Ron through a mouthful of fried chicken.
"No, of course not! It's just that sometimes I'd like to talk about girlie stuff with someone close, you know what I mean."
"Don't worry Hermione," said Harry, laughing. "We know how you feel."
Hermione smiled thankfully.
The only person in the Hall who seemed totally unruffled by the whole affair was Draco Malfoy. "So what if we have another kid at school?" he said. "I mean, what difference does it make? In fact, I'd rather she didn't come since she'll just be one more mud blood to dirty the place up. And yes, I know she's a mud blood because I found out that her father's a muggle QC, Crabbe," he said when Crabbe looked at him quizzically.
It was in fact halfway through desert when the door banged open unexpectedly. Immediately there was complete silence. Professor McGonagall entered and said, "Students, allow me to present our new girl, Victoria Dreanadia." And then they saw her.
The girl that walked down the aisle was tall, slim, and seemed incredibly strong. She had dark blonde hair, pale skin (which was a shock considering where she came from), a small mouth, and piercing sky-blue eyes that seemed to see past your body and into your soul. She was needless to say very pretty, but in a dangerous sort of way. There was something about Victoria that everyone found, for lack of a better word, enticing.
"Now Victoria," said Professor McGogagall. "you must be sorted into your house. Come and sit here and I will palce the Sorting Hat on your head, and we shall see where you belong." Looking a little nervous, she sat.
"Hmmm.you're a tricky one to place, young Victoria," said the Sorting Hat. "I see a cross between two houses, but which one to choose? Let me think.I know, GRIFFINDOR!!!"
The traditional cheer went up from the Griffindor table, and Victoria sat down next to Hermione, who introduced her to Harry and Ron ("You're Harry Potter? Oh my goodness!") and soon engaged her in conversation. Conditions in the Great Hall went back to the usual noisy level, but one person stayed silent.
Draco Malfoy was sitting in a kind of stupor, simply staring at Victoria. "What's up Draco?" said Pansy Parkinson across from him, fluttering her eyelashes.
"What" Oh nothing.nothing, I'm fine," Malfoy stammered. But that girl, Victoria, sent shivers up and down his spine. "She's just a girl," he told himself sternly. "Besides, she's in Griffindor, so she's probably looks alone. But still, he could not help but wonder.
Later in the Griffindor common room, everyone was having fun chatting to the new girl. "So Victoria," said Harry amiably. "How come you moved to England?"
"Well, I'm muggle-born, and my dad's a QC, so every so often we have to live in England for a few weeks, but not in the school term of course. But this time he got a permanent job transfer, so we now are here to live," she answered.
"What's it like in Australia?" asked Parvati Patil. "Is it really hot?"
"Compared to here it is!" laughed Victoria. "I mean, it's just going into winter here, right? Well, when I got off the plane, I was so unclimatised that I started shivering uncontrollably, and I was wearing two jumpers and a parka!" Everyone laughed. And so the conversation continued like this for a time until everyone went to bed.
The next day at breakfast, Draco watched Victoria's every move, from eating toast to having to clean up Neville's spilt pumpkin juice. Eventually she caught him staring at her, and she asked Harry who he was.
"That Victoria, is Draco Malfoy," he said darkly. "You should steer clear of him, he's a total prat. He's incredibly stuck up, self-obsessed, mean, and he loves to bully people. Take Hermione for example. He hates her 'cause she's muggle-born, and always calls her a mud blood."
"Gosh, thanks Harry, I'll stay away from him then. Do we have any classes with him?" Victoria said.
"Yeah, a few," Harry replied. Potions is up first, he's with us then. The head of Slytherin, Professor Snape, is the potions master, so Malfoy's a real teacher's pet then. You'll see what he's like."
* * *
Professor Snape was in a foul mood.
"You, Longbottom, ten points from Griffindor, you're late!"
"No he's not professor. Potions starts at this time, but most of us got here early, that's all," said Hermione. Big mistake.
"And twenty points from you Miss Granger for back-chatting!" Snape snarled. Hermione stayed silent.
"Now class. Today we will be brewing up a sleeping potion. This is very very powerful, and if even one drop lands on your skin it will knock you out for about an hour. So I want no spillages," he said looking meaningfully at Neville Longbottom. "and I want you all to put on your dragon hide gloves for extra protection. Now, this must be done in pairs, and I will group you up. Potter, you are with Millicent Bulstrode, Miss Granger, go with Miss Parkinson, and our new girl, Miss Dreanadia, welcome, you are with Malfoy."
"Watch yourself," whispered Ron to Victoria, who nodded.
Draco's heart skipped a beat. He was to work with Victoria Dreanadia? This was just too good! "Be quiet!" snaped the Slytherin side of himself. "Looks alone, remember?" But still, when Victoria sat down beside him, he could not supress a shiver.
"Hi," said Victoria.
"Hi," said Malfoy back.
The whole class listened carefully while Snape explained the potion to them. It was indeed extremely complex. Malfoy and Victoria brewed the potion in silence, with only the occasional, "Could you pass the lacewing flies?". They had only just finished when the bell rang.
"You are, as a pair, to write an analysis of this potion including how you brewed it and what difficulties you encountered. It is due tomorrow. Now go!? Snape barked.
"See you in the library after school then," muttered Draco to Victoria.
"Yeah, see you," said Victoria, and they walked in opposite directions.
"She's looks alone, remember?" murmered Malfoy to himself. "Looks alone."