Disclaimer: I do not own any of the original Harry Potter characters.
These are owned by JK Rowling. The only characters I do own are Orienne
Solstice, Amarinne Solstice, Lapintor the Vladius family and Anya Moretski.
Please enjoy.
Chapter One.
It was the first of September. He didn't want to go back to Hogwarts, not after Potter messed everything up for him last year. Still, it was the last year that they'd see each other. He stuffed the last pair of socks into his trunk and stood up. He took a look in the mirror. He was a good-looking lad. He'd filled out a bit more and his bright blonde hair was no longer gelled back, but fell onto his cheeks in soft, blonde curtains. He smiled. He grabbed his things and took them downstairs where his stern faced mother was waiting for him.
Platform 9 and 3/4 was packed as usual, and Draco found it hard to find his usual seats with Crabbe and Goyle. It was made even harder because Goyle insisted on having his girlfriend sat with them.
It was not because she was ugly or anything, but Malfoy had a bad feeling about their relationship. He supposed it was because he was jealous. He'd broken up with his girlfriend last winter and hadn't been with anyone since and he was starting to think that he was never going to find love. That's why he'd tried so hard to change his image in the holidays. He'd even tried getting a tan! The journey seemed to take forever. Goyle wasn't much conversation. He spent most of it eating his girlfriend's face!! And Crabbe?! He just moaned about feeling travelsick!!
Draco decided to take a walk along the train and see what trouble he could cause. He walked down the tiny corridor, glimpsing through each window, just to see if there was anyone worth annoying in the carriage. He got to number 34 and stopped.
Inside the room was a girl with dark brown hair. It was flowing straight down her back, without a single kink in it. She stood up to take a look out of the window. Draco saw that she had a lovely figure and looked like a seventh year, like him. The girl reached into her robe pocket and pulled out a silver mirror, which had opals, encrusted on its back. She gazed into it. He looked at her refection, in the hope that this new female would be beautiful. He gasped. She was, she was, she was...! She was Hermione. She saw him in the refection in the mirror and quickly turned around, dropping it in the process. It shattered into a thousand tiny shards. Draco turned and left quickly. He didn't really want to run into the little celebrity, Harry flaming Potter, or his little playmate, Ron Weasley. He hoped Crabbe hadn't puked. When he got back to his compartment he found that Crabbe had thrown up all over Goyle and his girlfriend while they had been making out. Draco laughed, but the smell was disgusting. It made him want to hurl too! After that incident was over, it was getting dark. Draco knew that they were approaching Hogwarts. He changed from his black polar neck and jeans to his uniform. He sighed. Another year with Potter!
He sat down at the Slytherin table in the great hall, to watch the first years get sorted into their houses. Malfoy thought that this was the most boring thing that he had to put up with at Hogwarts, but still, he noticed that there were a few more Slytherin this year!!!
He began daydreaming about the summer. It had been great fun for him. Just sitting at home and then working out. Pity he hadn't had anyone to share it with.
Malfoy looked up to see someone staring at him. He was shocked to see that the face belonged to. It was her... the mudblood... Granger. Why was she staring at him? What was up with her? Why is she so... pretty? No! He thought. I cant like Hermione!! She a goddamn mudblood!! Plus she was POTTER'S mate. It was practically illegal.
Malfoy soon came to his senses when Crabbe nudged him, as he shoved forkfuls of food into his mouth. The first feast of the year had begun... He sighed. This could not be a good thing. Imagine the consequences of him falling for little miss head girl!!! And her being a mudblood!!! He turned his attention to the Elemental sat at the Hufflepuff table. They'd been friends last spring, she was more of a Slytherin than a Hufflepuff, but he didn't care. She thought he was funny, good-looking, and considerate! Orienne Solstice was one cool chick! Even if she did have blue tinged skin, bright green eyes, blonde hair and dark red lips!!! She looked like a rainbow! He was drifting into a world of his own, eyes fixed on Orienne. She noticed him looking at her and waved. Blushing slightly he waved back. Orienne laughed. "Meet you later! The library at 9pm!" she mouthed. "Okay!" he mouthed back. Smiling he bit into a chicken leg.
That night, after the feast, Draco couldn't sit still. He kept wandering over to the window and looking out, then sitting down in front of the fire, checking his watch every few seconds. 8.30, 8.31, 8.32. He thought 9pm would never come. Goyle and his girlfriend weren't exactly making things any better. He wondered whether he should meet Orienne outside the Hufflepuff common room. He left the Slytherin common room and took the stairs down, past the Gryffindor common room. "Bugger," he thought, "best not run into that sodding mudblood!" He continued till he reached the Hufflepuff common room. "Password?" came a voice. The painting guarded the entrance. It depicted a sheep that was luminous pink and had little wings protruding from its back.
"Sorry, I'm from another house. I don't know it. Plus I'm just waiting for someone." he blushed, thinking of Orienne. Suddenly the painting moved to reveal a door way and a pair of lovely green eyes could be seen shining in delight. "Why are you here? I thought I said to meet me at the library, Malfoy!?!" she smiled at him, green eyes flashing in the torchlight.
"Sorry Orienne. I was, well, bored and I thought that I'd come early and escort you to the library, and..." she put a blue tinged finger to his lips
"Shush! Do you WANT us to get caught and put into detention? It's the first day! Jesus! Draco, you never learn". They walked to the library, arms linked, telling each other about the summer's events. Malfoy told Orienne about his working out and Orienne told him about visiting her older sister, Amarinne at their castle home in the northern witching country of Elour. They reminisced about the spring term and Orienne accidentally let it slip that since arriving in the fifth year, no one had been a better friend than Draco. Needless to say he was shocked, but pleased all the same...
When they got to the library, history had taught them that it was now closed. It was not exactly the best place to stand outside and chat; Filch always came to the library.
"Err Orienne. Could we, like, go somewhere else, coz this is kinda shut?"
"But where, Draco? I mean its not like its daylight and we are not exactly meant to be wandering the halls are we?"
"Well I know a place where we can chat. It smells a little but..." he grabbed her arm and ran toward the main entrance, he knew the ideal place... He led her, her small hand clutched in his, to the owlry. He was right, it did smell a little, but at least they could talk in private. No one would disturb them.
"I really missed having you around over the summer, Draco. I mean my sister and her husband Lapintor, well; they are much older than me and were too in love and not exactly good company. And there aren't many our age in the Elemental village. I missed having my best friend with me." she smiled weakly at him. He put one arm around her shoulders.
"Yeh, well if it's any consolation, I missed you too. I mean Vincent and Gregory aren't exactly good company especially as Gregory's going out wit that sixth year, Anya Morteski. I love being around you. You're a little rainbow to me!" (Oh no! Thought I nearly admitted that I - I - I like her!). Orienne smiled and put her blonde haired head on his shoulder. He took her hand in his. He thought of telling her that he fancied her, but he was too young to mention love again. Last time it had ended up in misery. He only hoped she felt the same. But if she didn't, then why was she sat with her head on his shoulder? He didn't understand girls!!! He saw a movement out of the corner of his eye and a tiny bit of a black robe could be seen. Then her heard a voice
"Hedwig, its me. Harry said I could use you to send a letter"
(Christ is that sodding mudblood, Granger!) "Come on let's get out of her before she sees us" he whispered to Orienne. She lifted up her head and nodded.
Malfoy walked Orienne to the Hufflepuff common room. It was time they should go to bed, it was the first day of lessons tomorrow and they needed their strength for the homework that they were going to get! They stopped in front of the pink sheep and stood facing each other.
"Well, goodnight. See you at breakfast?" Orienne said to him.
"Yeh. Night. Oh! We have Defence Against the Dark Arts together, so we might have a class together tomorrow!" They smiled. Orienne put her blue arms around him and gave him a quick peck on the cheek. "Its good to be back", she said and disappeared though the doorway, after whispering the password to the sheep. Malfoy smiled as he walked back to his dorm...
When he got back, Goyle and his girlfriend were making out on the leather sofa in the common room and most of the others had gone to bed. He thought of sitting there and watching them, but decided that that was just too perverted. He went up to his own room and began thinking things of his own. He woke up in a cold sweat at four o'clock in the morning to the sound of someone getting it on in the bed next door. Goyle? He turned over and his dream came back to him... it was sooo nice. Mmm, he thought. I'd like to get back to that one. He tried so hard to fall asleep again, but couldn't, the noise from the room next door was too loud.
The next morning Draco came down to breakfast looking tired. Crabbe asked him what was up and he told him about Goyle's early morning activities. Crabbe looked blank and said, "but he was in my dorm all night. We were chatting until five about the summer!"
Draco looked confused, "so who was banging the bed next door then?"
"Who knows?" Crabbe sighed. Just then Orienne walled into the great hall, looking beautiful as usual. She was smiling as she sat down at the Hufflepuff table. Someone had handed out the new timetables. Potions with Gryffindor, that's all he needed for first lesson. To be bloody stuck with Potty, Weasel and the mudblood for two hours. Still, there was Defence Against the Dark Arts with Orienne after lunch to look forward to. Draco began to eat his breakfast in silence, smiling all the while.
Potions, it seems, gets better like a fine wine with age, and this certain class was no exception. Draco took his usual seat, on the far left in the back corner, next to the heating pipe that kept him warm in winter. Crabbe and Goyle joined him. Then his favourite teacher came in, slamming the door with a loud bang.
Snape had decided to sit them boy girl. Draco pulled a face. He knew that Snape would stick him with Granger, he always did. Mind you, he did let him sit next to the heating pipe. Malfoy was right. The mudblood was placed next to him. As she sat down, he glared at her and pulled his chair closer to the pipe. He began muttering under his breath. "Pardon, Malfoy? I didn't hear you. Anyways how are you?" Hermione chirped. "Shut up, Granger!" Draco turned and gave her a filthy look. She was about to return the sharp comment, when Snape began the class. Draco practically ran to lunch, in an effort to escape the Gryffindor lot. The thought of Orienne made him run quicker. He felt so happy around her. She was such a first-rate friend. Friend? Was there anything more? Could there be? He put the thought out of his head as he sat down at the Slytherin table and began to eat. He couldn't wait till Defence Against the Dark Arts! Lunch seemed to take forever. At 1pm, DADA began. "Draco, sit here! I saved you!" came Orienne's voice from the seats at the back of the classroom. He sat down in the empty seat and took out his quill, parchment and wand. "D'ya know who the new teacher is?" He asked "No, but I heard from a fourth year that she knows her stuff!" The door creaked open slowly. A female figure stood in the doorway, blocking out the dim light from the corridor. "Hello Class," it said. Malfoy gasped. It was his mother!!!
Chapter One.
It was the first of September. He didn't want to go back to Hogwarts, not after Potter messed everything up for him last year. Still, it was the last year that they'd see each other. He stuffed the last pair of socks into his trunk and stood up. He took a look in the mirror. He was a good-looking lad. He'd filled out a bit more and his bright blonde hair was no longer gelled back, but fell onto his cheeks in soft, blonde curtains. He smiled. He grabbed his things and took them downstairs where his stern faced mother was waiting for him.
Platform 9 and 3/4 was packed as usual, and Draco found it hard to find his usual seats with Crabbe and Goyle. It was made even harder because Goyle insisted on having his girlfriend sat with them.
It was not because she was ugly or anything, but Malfoy had a bad feeling about their relationship. He supposed it was because he was jealous. He'd broken up with his girlfriend last winter and hadn't been with anyone since and he was starting to think that he was never going to find love. That's why he'd tried so hard to change his image in the holidays. He'd even tried getting a tan! The journey seemed to take forever. Goyle wasn't much conversation. He spent most of it eating his girlfriend's face!! And Crabbe?! He just moaned about feeling travelsick!!
Draco decided to take a walk along the train and see what trouble he could cause. He walked down the tiny corridor, glimpsing through each window, just to see if there was anyone worth annoying in the carriage. He got to number 34 and stopped.
Inside the room was a girl with dark brown hair. It was flowing straight down her back, without a single kink in it. She stood up to take a look out of the window. Draco saw that she had a lovely figure and looked like a seventh year, like him. The girl reached into her robe pocket and pulled out a silver mirror, which had opals, encrusted on its back. She gazed into it. He looked at her refection, in the hope that this new female would be beautiful. He gasped. She was, she was, she was...! She was Hermione. She saw him in the refection in the mirror and quickly turned around, dropping it in the process. It shattered into a thousand tiny shards. Draco turned and left quickly. He didn't really want to run into the little celebrity, Harry flaming Potter, or his little playmate, Ron Weasley. He hoped Crabbe hadn't puked. When he got back to his compartment he found that Crabbe had thrown up all over Goyle and his girlfriend while they had been making out. Draco laughed, but the smell was disgusting. It made him want to hurl too! After that incident was over, it was getting dark. Draco knew that they were approaching Hogwarts. He changed from his black polar neck and jeans to his uniform. He sighed. Another year with Potter!
He sat down at the Slytherin table in the great hall, to watch the first years get sorted into their houses. Malfoy thought that this was the most boring thing that he had to put up with at Hogwarts, but still, he noticed that there were a few more Slytherin this year!!!
He began daydreaming about the summer. It had been great fun for him. Just sitting at home and then working out. Pity he hadn't had anyone to share it with.
Malfoy looked up to see someone staring at him. He was shocked to see that the face belonged to. It was her... the mudblood... Granger. Why was she staring at him? What was up with her? Why is she so... pretty? No! He thought. I cant like Hermione!! She a goddamn mudblood!! Plus she was POTTER'S mate. It was practically illegal.
Malfoy soon came to his senses when Crabbe nudged him, as he shoved forkfuls of food into his mouth. The first feast of the year had begun... He sighed. This could not be a good thing. Imagine the consequences of him falling for little miss head girl!!! And her being a mudblood!!! He turned his attention to the Elemental sat at the Hufflepuff table. They'd been friends last spring, she was more of a Slytherin than a Hufflepuff, but he didn't care. She thought he was funny, good-looking, and considerate! Orienne Solstice was one cool chick! Even if she did have blue tinged skin, bright green eyes, blonde hair and dark red lips!!! She looked like a rainbow! He was drifting into a world of his own, eyes fixed on Orienne. She noticed him looking at her and waved. Blushing slightly he waved back. Orienne laughed. "Meet you later! The library at 9pm!" she mouthed. "Okay!" he mouthed back. Smiling he bit into a chicken leg.
That night, after the feast, Draco couldn't sit still. He kept wandering over to the window and looking out, then sitting down in front of the fire, checking his watch every few seconds. 8.30, 8.31, 8.32. He thought 9pm would never come. Goyle and his girlfriend weren't exactly making things any better. He wondered whether he should meet Orienne outside the Hufflepuff common room. He left the Slytherin common room and took the stairs down, past the Gryffindor common room. "Bugger," he thought, "best not run into that sodding mudblood!" He continued till he reached the Hufflepuff common room. "Password?" came a voice. The painting guarded the entrance. It depicted a sheep that was luminous pink and had little wings protruding from its back.
"Sorry, I'm from another house. I don't know it. Plus I'm just waiting for someone." he blushed, thinking of Orienne. Suddenly the painting moved to reveal a door way and a pair of lovely green eyes could be seen shining in delight. "Why are you here? I thought I said to meet me at the library, Malfoy!?!" she smiled at him, green eyes flashing in the torchlight.
"Sorry Orienne. I was, well, bored and I thought that I'd come early and escort you to the library, and..." she put a blue tinged finger to his lips
"Shush! Do you WANT us to get caught and put into detention? It's the first day! Jesus! Draco, you never learn". They walked to the library, arms linked, telling each other about the summer's events. Malfoy told Orienne about his working out and Orienne told him about visiting her older sister, Amarinne at their castle home in the northern witching country of Elour. They reminisced about the spring term and Orienne accidentally let it slip that since arriving in the fifth year, no one had been a better friend than Draco. Needless to say he was shocked, but pleased all the same...
When they got to the library, history had taught them that it was now closed. It was not exactly the best place to stand outside and chat; Filch always came to the library.
"Err Orienne. Could we, like, go somewhere else, coz this is kinda shut?"
"But where, Draco? I mean its not like its daylight and we are not exactly meant to be wandering the halls are we?"
"Well I know a place where we can chat. It smells a little but..." he grabbed her arm and ran toward the main entrance, he knew the ideal place... He led her, her small hand clutched in his, to the owlry. He was right, it did smell a little, but at least they could talk in private. No one would disturb them.
"I really missed having you around over the summer, Draco. I mean my sister and her husband Lapintor, well; they are much older than me and were too in love and not exactly good company. And there aren't many our age in the Elemental village. I missed having my best friend with me." she smiled weakly at him. He put one arm around her shoulders.
"Yeh, well if it's any consolation, I missed you too. I mean Vincent and Gregory aren't exactly good company especially as Gregory's going out wit that sixth year, Anya Morteski. I love being around you. You're a little rainbow to me!" (Oh no! Thought I nearly admitted that I - I - I like her!). Orienne smiled and put her blonde haired head on his shoulder. He took her hand in his. He thought of telling her that he fancied her, but he was too young to mention love again. Last time it had ended up in misery. He only hoped she felt the same. But if she didn't, then why was she sat with her head on his shoulder? He didn't understand girls!!! He saw a movement out of the corner of his eye and a tiny bit of a black robe could be seen. Then her heard a voice
"Hedwig, its me. Harry said I could use you to send a letter"
(Christ is that sodding mudblood, Granger!) "Come on let's get out of her before she sees us" he whispered to Orienne. She lifted up her head and nodded.
Malfoy walked Orienne to the Hufflepuff common room. It was time they should go to bed, it was the first day of lessons tomorrow and they needed their strength for the homework that they were going to get! They stopped in front of the pink sheep and stood facing each other.
"Well, goodnight. See you at breakfast?" Orienne said to him.
"Yeh. Night. Oh! We have Defence Against the Dark Arts together, so we might have a class together tomorrow!" They smiled. Orienne put her blue arms around him and gave him a quick peck on the cheek. "Its good to be back", she said and disappeared though the doorway, after whispering the password to the sheep. Malfoy smiled as he walked back to his dorm...
When he got back, Goyle and his girlfriend were making out on the leather sofa in the common room and most of the others had gone to bed. He thought of sitting there and watching them, but decided that that was just too perverted. He went up to his own room and began thinking things of his own. He woke up in a cold sweat at four o'clock in the morning to the sound of someone getting it on in the bed next door. Goyle? He turned over and his dream came back to him... it was sooo nice. Mmm, he thought. I'd like to get back to that one. He tried so hard to fall asleep again, but couldn't, the noise from the room next door was too loud.
The next morning Draco came down to breakfast looking tired. Crabbe asked him what was up and he told him about Goyle's early morning activities. Crabbe looked blank and said, "but he was in my dorm all night. We were chatting until five about the summer!"
Draco looked confused, "so who was banging the bed next door then?"
"Who knows?" Crabbe sighed. Just then Orienne walled into the great hall, looking beautiful as usual. She was smiling as she sat down at the Hufflepuff table. Someone had handed out the new timetables. Potions with Gryffindor, that's all he needed for first lesson. To be bloody stuck with Potty, Weasel and the mudblood for two hours. Still, there was Defence Against the Dark Arts with Orienne after lunch to look forward to. Draco began to eat his breakfast in silence, smiling all the while.
Potions, it seems, gets better like a fine wine with age, and this certain class was no exception. Draco took his usual seat, on the far left in the back corner, next to the heating pipe that kept him warm in winter. Crabbe and Goyle joined him. Then his favourite teacher came in, slamming the door with a loud bang.
Snape had decided to sit them boy girl. Draco pulled a face. He knew that Snape would stick him with Granger, he always did. Mind you, he did let him sit next to the heating pipe. Malfoy was right. The mudblood was placed next to him. As she sat down, he glared at her and pulled his chair closer to the pipe. He began muttering under his breath. "Pardon, Malfoy? I didn't hear you. Anyways how are you?" Hermione chirped. "Shut up, Granger!" Draco turned and gave her a filthy look. She was about to return the sharp comment, when Snape began the class. Draco practically ran to lunch, in an effort to escape the Gryffindor lot. The thought of Orienne made him run quicker. He felt so happy around her. She was such a first-rate friend. Friend? Was there anything more? Could there be? He put the thought out of his head as he sat down at the Slytherin table and began to eat. He couldn't wait till Defence Against the Dark Arts! Lunch seemed to take forever. At 1pm, DADA began. "Draco, sit here! I saved you!" came Orienne's voice from the seats at the back of the classroom. He sat down in the empty seat and took out his quill, parchment and wand. "D'ya know who the new teacher is?" He asked "No, but I heard from a fourth year that she knows her stuff!" The door creaked open slowly. A female figure stood in the doorway, blocking out the dim light from the corridor. "Hello Class," it said. Malfoy gasped. It was his mother!!!