Dragon's Angel
Chapter 1
"Just Heaven-Lee"
She stepped off the Hogwarts Express sometime in the late evening with the rest of the students attending Hogwarts. She wore black robes just like the rest of them, she carried similar trunks full of her belongings, and she even had a wand-just like the rest. Yet that is where the similarities stopped and Jay-Lee became unique. She was an exchange student from the U.S., her accent was nothing remotely like theirs, and she was not delighted to be here, unlike the rest, because she knew she wouldn't fit in.
"Shut up Jay-Lee",
she thought to herself, "you don't like to fit in remember? You love to be different. So think of this as a great opportunity instead of an uncomfortable situation."She followed the fifth years up to the castle as she watched the first years have to row themselves by boat.
"Thank God I'm not them." She almost smiled, and then quickly changed her mind. She felt she had nothing to smile about. For someone who was normally happy and "all smiles" she could have passed for the words most depressed witch at this point in time.
"Hi, are you a first year?" A girl about five inches taller than her questioned. "Because they are over there. We are the fif-"
"No I'm right where I'm supposed to be. I'm a fifth year too. I'm just really short." Jay-Lee quickly cut the girls words off.
"Sorry, I just haven't seen you before so I assumed you were. I'm Hermione Granger. Top of my class for four straight years going on five, hopefully."
"Nice." Jay-Lee said almost sarcastically. " I'm Heaven-Lee Jade Carter, Jay-Lee for short. I'm an exchange student from the U.S."
"I thought so..." Jay-Lee gave Hermione a questioning glance. "I mean because of your accent and all. I didn't mean you looked different or anything." Hermione looked at her and slightly blushed as she hoped she hadn't offended this new girl on her first day.
" It should bring me my share of laughs. I'm sure everyone will love to pick on the new girl." Jay-Lee sighed as though she really didn't care yet did at the same time.
The crowd they had been following suddenly stopped. "Well, we're here." Hermione pointed ahead of them at the castle doors right in front of the crowd of fifth years.
Jay-Lee stood in ah as she took the castle-like-school's silent beauty all in at once. It was like an enchanted castle out of the pages of a fairy tale. Great towers shot threw the night air making it look as if it ended among the stars, she saw many lights in the windows which gave off a mysterious yet warm glow, and the entire place looked as if it were stuffed to the brim with magic and fun.
"This place might not be so bad after all."
she thought . Then she smiled for the first time since she left her grandfather at platform 9 3/4. She breathed deeply as if to take in even more of the school and then followed the crowed inside. The place was perfect. Words truly failed it.She followed the crowed into the Great Hall and stood breathless as she stared at the many stars of the enchanted ceiling.
"Wowwww..." She mumbled as she gazed at the most incredible room she had ever been in in her life.
"It's perfect, isn't it? I never get enough of it." Hermione brought Jay-Lee back to reality.
"It's great." Jay-Lee half smiled a Hermione.
"Welcome to yet another wonderful year here at Hogwarts." A comforting voice exclaimed. It was almost as soothing as her grandfathers' voice. It came from a very interesting looking man who she automatically knew was Professor Dumbledore. "I welcome you first years and ask you to come forward so we can begin the sorting ritual."
She watched the faces of the half-terrorized looking children as they scrambled to the front. There was an old hat on a three-legged stool in the middle of the crowed. She heard names being called out and saw each child slowly sit on the stool and put on the hat. It was sort of funny watching them look as if they were about to fall over with fear.
"What are they being sorted into?" She asked Hermione not taking her eyes off the child who was now apparently hiding under the hat and holding onto it for dear life as it yelled "huffnfluff' or something crazy like that.
"Oh they are sorting them into the four different houses. There is Gryffindor, Ravenclaw, Hufflepuff, " Hermione made a gagging sort of expression before half growling, "and Slytherin."
"I take it Slytherin is the one I should steer clear of, right?" Jay-Lee lifted an eyebrow at Hermione and sort of gave a lopsided smirk to let her know she wasn't taking Slytherin seriously at all.
"Really, you should steer clear of the Slytherins. I don't know what house you will be put in, but you don't want to be put with them. Keep your distance and what ever you do, no matter what the circumstances, never EVER trust one." Hermione was looking at Jay-Lee as if she were a mother telling a child the dangers of playing with rattlesnakes or black widows or other evil things.
"Damn are they really that bad?" Jay-Lee looked as if wasn't completely convinced.
"Yes! Especially Draco Malfoy." Hermione pointed at a boy with paler-than-pale skin and platinum blond hair. "He is terrible. You won't believe the nerve that prick has. It's enough to make anyone want to kill his ass." Hermione looked over at Jay-Lee wanting to see her response to her previous comment. But Jay-Lee wasn't paying her any attention. She was staring at Draco as if her eyes were glued to him.
"Oh no, snap out of it girl. What did I just tell you? Don't go there!"
"Well I can tell he is a prick, he makes that obvious, but MAN why does he gotta be so FINE?!" Jay-Lee practically yelled as she grabbed her chest and heaved a sigh.
"Oh he's gorgeous, anyone in their right mind can see that, but sometimes the most beautiful things can be the most deadly." Hermione said as she patted Jay-Lee on the back.
"Miss Carter, I'm pleased to see you made it here!" Jay-Lee heard the soft yet firm voice of the head master and turned to give him her attention. "How was your trip on the Hogwarts Express? Pleasant, I hope." He smiled warm heartedly at her.
"My trip was fine. Very comfortable. Thank you for asking." Jay-Lee may have been an up beat and slightly sarcastic teenager but she was well raised with fantastic manners. She returned Dumbledore's smile.
"That is wonderful to hear my dear. Now we have a few things to get out of the way so you can enjoy the great feast."
Jay-Lee glanced around to see that everyone was now practically inhaling food from four big tables. Jay-Lee returned her gaze to the professor and nodded to show she understood. Hermione motioned to a table and mouthed that she was going to eat.
"Miss Carter, we need to place you in the house that best suits you. Do you mind putting on the Thinking Cap?" He held up the old dirty hat that had been on the little stool earlier.
"That is perfectly fine with me sir." She motioned for it to be placed on her head.
Dumbledore did so and tugged gently on her arm motioning for her to sit down. The hat almost covered her eyes and tilted to the side just a bit. Suddenly it started talking to itself.
"Hmmm... I am seriously thinking Gryffindor..." the hat began to mumble. "Well I know you think that Draco is interesting but you definitely go in Gryffindor. Is that ok? Oh never mind asking you I know it's ok, you don't care as long as you are in the same house as Hermione Granger. So Gryffindor it is then."
"GRYFFiNDOR!" The hat shouted rather loudly.
The hat was taken from her head revealing Dumbledores smile.
"Well Gryffendor it is, it surly didn't take a long to figure out. You may go eat now. Hermione will show you everything you need to know." With that he excused himself and went to join the other teachers.
Jay-Lee turned and walked to where Hermione was sitting.
"So you got put in Gryffindor? Perfect! You are going to have a blast. It's off the chain!" Hermione exclaimed as she scooted over to give Jay-Lee room to squeeze in.
As she sat down she noticed a girl sitting next to Draco at the Slytherin table. She seemed to be talking his ear off while hanging all over his arm. This seemed to annoy him but he didn't say anything.
"Who is that girl that is drooling all over Draco?" She questioned as she watched him getting even more annoyed.
"That's Pansy Parkinson," Hermione explained looking over at where Jay-Lee was staring. "She is Draco fan number one. Obsessed to no end. She even calls him 'Drackie-poo'! It's pitiful if you ask me. She does have one thing going for her though." Hermione mumbled as she leaned towards Jay-Lee. "She has an excellent taste in clothing. Nobody seems to be able to compete with her style."
Jay-Lee grinned at this remark. Out of everything in Jay-Lee's life her style seemed to stand out the most. She always wore the most interesting clothes and the most daring ones.
"No problem 'Mione. Gotcha covered." She smiled at the girl beside her who looked a little confused. "I'll show you in a little bit."
She heard Dumbledore's voice again but he was directing most of his speech to the first years and so she turned back to Hermione. She seemed to be deep in conversation with two other boys. One she knew right off was the oh-so-famous Harry Potter. The other one had bright orange red hair and freckles everywhere.
Noticing that Jay-Lee was staring at her, Hermione began to introduce her to Harry and her other friend, Ron.
"Nice to meet you." Jay-Lee didn't know what else to say. Just as she was about to ask how long this feast lasted she heard a teacher tell the Perfects to take the groups to there right houses. She got up and followed Hermione, Ron, and Harry who were still deep in conversation, along with the rest of the group as they headed toward Gryffindor tower.
They got to a portrait of the Fat Lady and came to a stop. "Flubberworm" she heard the Perfect ahead of her shout. The portrait swung open revealing a comfortable looking room. She learned that this was the common room and quickly learned where the fifth year girls dorm was.
She quickly took off her robes revealing a stunning outfit underneath. It consisted of a short black skirt (almost too short) made of a sort of coarse fabric. There were hints of thin silver string woven threw it. Her shirt was made of a silky silver fabric that almost felt like water except for the fact that it was dry. It only had thin straps holding it on her shoulders although they weren't very visible. Over this she wore an over jacket sort of thing that was woven in spider web patterns and lay open in the front. This was just a few inches longer than her skirt. She wore black fishnet pantyhose and black shoes with a 2 1/2-inch heel.
"I stand corrected." She heard Hermione comment and the rest of the girls turned to look at Jay-Lee. "You seriously can compete with Pansy's style. In fact, that outfit puts a lot of her wardrobe to shame I think."
She noticed a few girls nodding their heads.
"This is nothing, really. I threw this on at the last minute." Jay-Lee tried to be humble.
"Well," Hermione began, "Pansy is going to have a fit and I for one am going to love that shit!"
~*~
Even after everyone else was "dead to the world" Jay-Lee still lay tossing and turning.
"Why did the Thinking Cap make note of the fact that I think Draco is interesting? Was it considering putting me in Slytherin? Why did it matter what I thought of Draco? I don't know him at all. I have a feeling I'm not going to like him either. So what was the big deal?"
Questions flooded her mind."Forget it." She mumbled and crawled out of bed. She threw on her outfit she had worn earlier with her robes over it, placed her hair in a sloppy bun on top of her head, glanced back to make sure no one was awake to ask questions, and then hopped out of the portrait hole. She got out of the Fat Lady's range of sight so she wouldn't see who woke her. She didn't know quite where she was going, but she went quietly as she studied her surroundings with what little moonlight that was coming threw the windows. She was lost in a daze when she heard someone coming toward her.
"Are you a pureblood?" A mocking tone cut the silence sharply, making Jay-Lee jump.
"Draco." She whispered as she turned to face the owner of the voice.
"Oh wait, you're an American exchange student. That means it doesn't matter how pure your blood is, everyone knows all Americans are trash." He let out an evil laugh at his own comment.
Suddenly she understood what Hermione was talking about. "You know Draco, in the words of the awesome Julia Stiles, 'You talk a lot of shit for someone who never says anything.'" With this she turned and walked away.
After she rounded the next corner she took off her robes, let down her hair, and sighed as she felt much better with out all those heavy garments on. Before she realized, another person was making their way down the corridor. This time it wasn't Draco, it was Pansy. She was obviously looking for Draco though.
"Who the hell are you?" Pansy questioned Jay-Lee nastily when she noticed her standing there.
"None of your business if you can't ask me nicer." Some of these people could seriously get on her nerves. She walked away from Pansy but stopped when she heard an all too rude remark from her.
"You have a lot of nerve bitch. And what's up with what you're wearing? Everybody knows I dress the best so don't make me laugh by telling me you're mudblood ass is going to try to dress better!" That was too much for Jay-Lee who turned around, walked quietly over to Pansy, grabbed her by the collar off her robe, and shoved her against the wall she was standing by.
"Look bitch," She said in such a calm voice it was hard to even tell she was mad. "Wear I come from, back in AMERICA, snobby bitches like you get their stupid asses killed with comments like that. As far as mudblood goes, my bloodline is so clean that I could have so-called "high society" snobs like you kissing my feet. So don't think for a second that I won't break you ass in half. I may have grown up gracefully and I may be small but I didn't grow up stupid and bitches like you don't bother me a bit. About what I wear, well you can go to HELL because I wear what I want. About me having a lot of nerve, hell yeah I do. But I also have something you don't have- sense. If I were you, I'd get some and stay the hell out of my way." Jay-Lee let go of Pansy and walked the other way. She was so mad that she didn't even care if Pansy had her wand out. She just kept walking.
After she heard Pansy go the other way she turned around herself and walked back. Though right before she turned the corner she heard two voices and had to stop herself from walking right out from behind the wall she was next to.
"Have you seen the new girl Drackie-pooh?" She heard Pansy's high-pitched whining voice ask.
"What about her?" Draco questioned. "She has messy hair and a funny accent, that's all I saw."
"Oh, well all right. I need to go to bed now. Are you coming Drackie?" This was enough to make Jay-Lee want to throw up.
"I will be up in a second. I have to do something first."
She heard Pansy sigh, make a kiss noise, and walk away. She suddenly smiled. "I'll show him I have more than messy hair and a funny accent." she thought to herself as she walked right out from behind the wall and straight by Draco.
With his back turned toward her, he began to hiss, "Trash what are you still doing-" with his arms crossed he turned around and his eyes widened. "Whoa." He watched her walk by with his mouth open and his eyes still bulging. He kept looking as he could only see the back of her now.
"Draco, stop starring at my ass!" Jay-Lee was ready to fight and Draco was well aware of this.
"I can look at what ever I want bitch." This sent Jay-Lee over once again and she stopped abruptly and walked straight back to where Draco was standing.
"This isn't a game Draco so so stop playing."
"Oh but it is a game." Draco said smoothly.
"I don't play games Draco, and if I did, I wouldn't play nice."
"I never play nice." Draco hissed once more.
"All right Draco, you want game? You got game. But we aren't going to be playing your games, we're playing mine. If you don't like that well tough shit and fair warning: Stay out of my way."
"You're on bitch."
"By the way, my name is Jay-Lee and next time you call me "bitch", I swear I'll kill you." Needing to say no more Jay-Lee grabbed her robe which was on the floor and walked back to Gryffindor tower where she muttered the word "flubberworm" and went straight in and up to her bed where she quickly fell asleep, not even bothering to undress.
