HellO This is my first fic ever, and i choose to write it in english ... what happened to be pretty hard, since i'm french but anyway, I hope you'll like it !
Of course, I do not own JKR's characters, only Mikka belongs to me
The Slytherins' princess ... Chapter one.
"Mikka, wait !"
The pale girl turned around, to see Draco Malefoy himself running after her as she walked out of potions class. This was one of her favorite classes, and Snape obviously liked her. Of course, she was a bright student, a Slytherin, and she was totally fascinated by potions and especially all kind of poisons. She once heard that poisons were the weapon dearest to women, and it was apparently true in her case. But her love for poisons and all of those reasons were not the only ones that made Snape like her. She felt like he knew. Yes. He surely knows. This was a secret that Dumbledore, McGonagall and most of the students shouldn't know, but Snape must have heard about it ...
Everything began when she arrived at Hogwarts, for the first time. There was this little ceremony with the Sorting Hat. There was this student, Draco, a little blond-haired boy... He has been sent instantly to Slytherin, and so was she. She just put the hat on her head, when she heard him scream "SLYTHERIN !". And she knew why, but that wasn't fair. She wanted to go to Gryffindor. Some time passed, and one day, she was talking with her friend Mandy, a Ravenclaw, who said that she would fit more there, with Harry Potter or the red-haired guy.
"Even you say so ... "sighted Mikka. "Of course, i'd have prefered to be there. But what can I do ? The Sorting Hat told me to go to Slytherin."
"Maybe you can ask Dumbledore about that. Maybe he can do something ..."
"It's no use. The hat will always tell me to be a Slytherin ..."Mikka's voice was kind of desperate, since even she knew that there was nothing that can be done. She was meant to be a Slytherin. She was a Slytherin, after all. She just had to get used to it.
Three years passed, and she still wasn't used to it. She did have friends, that wasn't the problem. She wasn't bullied, or anything. But of course, she was a bit different of all the other girls. Pansy Parkinson, for example. She was a nice girl, and Mikka was sometimes hanging out with her. But she was way more sly and mean than Mikka, and so were Millicent, and all those slytherin girls. The person closest to her personnality was (oh Merlin! ) a Gryffindor, Hermione Granger. Like her, Mikka was fond of books, even if she was more into arts than her. She once created a spell that painted the ceilling of the common room. Since it was all green and silver, she moved her wand a bit and painted some purple arabesques all over the ceilling, and some silver stars amongst the painting. The whole ceilling was shining, and it was really nice. That's when Draco came to talk to her for the first time.
"Hey you ! How did you do that ?"
"A spell, can't you guess ?"
"And what will you do about the teachers ?"
"Can't you see it's temporary spell ? I just have to ..."she clapped her hands"... do that, and all will disappear."
And when she clapped her hands, those paintings actually disappeared. She and Draco heard a big"Ooooh"coming from the disapointed students. Pansy came to them.
"Mikka, why did you undo the spell ? That was beautiful !"
Even Crabbe and Goyle nodded in agreement. Draco raised an eyebrow to Mikka who just smiled shyly, in a very cute way, her eyes shining like the stars from her painting.
"The spell was easy to do ... undo or ... redo. It's just ..." She whispered something, moved her wand again, and new paintings appeared, still in purple and silver shades but whith new patterns. It was even more beautiful. Her cheeks turned pinkish, and that made her even more cute, thought Draco. This girl was so strange, sometimes. She was kind of shy, and she didn't talk much except to the muddleblood Granger and this girl from Ravenclaw she use to hang out with. And sometimes with Pansy, since they were sleeping in the same dormitory. But he saw her fight once and she was really skilled. And he meant really really skilled. She was very thin, but appeared to have an invincible inner strength. She was powerful. And since she was almost smarter than Granger-the-bookworm herself, Mikka was one of the best Hogwarts' students. Furthermore, she was not only skilled in fights and studies, but she was ... artsy. It was the only word that came to Draco's mind at that precise moment. She created some spells like the one she painted the ceilling with, and she had an amazing voice that he heard once, when passing by the corridor, close to the girls' showers.
You can say that he had watched her from afar since they both arrived to this school. But what can he talked with her about ? She was such an enigma to him. He wouldn't say that he likes her, but he was always amazed by her behaviour. He shooked his head and left the room, leaving Mikka with Pansy, that screamed like hell when she saw the new paintings.
"Give her a sugar, and she'll run in circles like a stupid little dog..." he muttered to himself. Pansy was sometimes getting on his nerves, but she was at least warmer than Mikka. He had never felt courageous enough to talk to her, wich had never been a problem with Pansy : Doggy-girl was always around him, wich was kind of tiring in the end. When did I turn into such a coward ? he wondered as he reached the door to get out of the common room.
Mikka saw Draco leaving, he was as cold-hearted as usual. He didn't say a word about her spell, except it could cause a problem with the teachers. "Who cares about the teachers ?" she mumbled, lost in her thoughts. Pansy, sat close to her on one of the greenish couches of the common room, looked at her. "What did you say ?"
"Nothin' ..." answered Mikka as she got up. She went into the dormitories, and flinged herself onto her bed. She buried her head in the soft white pillow, and whispered her wish once again "If only I could be a Gryffindor ..." but this would always remain a wish. She knew it. It was ... written in her blood.
End of chapter One Reviews are welcome, tell me what you think about it ! 3
