A/N: I'll do my best to write what's left of the story tomorrow, even though it might end up twice as long as this one. Hope you'll like it. Enjoy.

Stay with your back straight. Don't talk too much. Keep your chin up. Dress like a lady and act like one. Don't frown, you'll have wrinkles.

If someone was to hear her, they'd say she was my etiquette teacher, not my mother. I however, didn't really mind. I was happy, I guess. I was a perfect pureblood girl now.

Oh, I didn't introduce myself, or why I seem to be a prisoner in my own family. My name is Melisande Gabrielle Greengrass, the eldest daughter of the Noble and Most Ancient House of Greengrass. Fancy, I know, but I wouldn't tell that to my parents. I have a one year younger sister named Astoria. She's normal, so she got to go to Hogwarts. I however, have a little…condition. Unfortunately for me, but luckily for my parents apparently. It affects just a few people, its very rare. It's called "maledictum amare". Because of it I am unable to love anyone or have powerful positive feelings until I meet my soulmate. I also had, unfortunately, snow white hair and steel grey eyes. It was said that when I meet the one, my eyes will turn the color of his and my hair will gradually turn to a normal color. In my case, it was going to be a brownish black, just like the rest of my family had. But the most unfortunate thing for me was that I was, as my mother said, beautiful. That's why I was kept home, just like a trophy. That way I couldn't meet my soulmate and they could marry me to whomever they wanted. That's why the only boys I was allowed to see were the ones they considered worthy. If they had enough luck, my soulmate was one of them and it would be even better for them.

But even though my parents didn't know, I was marked. When I was seven, for about a week, my left side itched, as pitch black ink slowly appeared there. Until it was finnished, I didn't know what it was. Seemingly, I was twice destined to have a soulmate. It was there, on the left side of my ribcage, right under my underarm…The first words my soulmate would ever tell to me. I concealed them with magic since they appeared. I didn't want my parents medling with destiny by telling someone to say that to me. In a beautiful handwriting the words were imprinted on my skin: "Not bad for a heartless Slytherin…" And that's one reason why I kept my faith that one day I'll go to Hogwarts, because I could only find out the house where I belonged if I did. My soulmate was obviously not a Slytherin and it was a wizard from Hogwarts, because only the ones from there cared about houses. And it also was the reason for not letting my mom break me, even tough I let her think she succeded in doing it. Maybe my surface mask was that of a calculated and cold perfect pureblood girl, but inside I kept being my true self: sarcastic, I liked pranks, brewing potions (even though mom said it wasn't proper for a lady to ruin her appearence in a room full of boiling cauldrons and steam), I was very stubborn and absolutely happy that my soulmate wasn't Slytherin or some stuck-up pureblood, because I knew I could be my true self if I ever met him and spoke my parents into letting me marry him (eventually, if he wanted too). I knew from some old dusty book from our library that if someone has a soulmate mark then his or her soulmate will have one too.

I was lucky this year, as my parents finally decided to send me to Hogwarts. One, because it was useful for me to have acquaintances among all the Slytherins and the other purebloods in the school. My parents weren't obsessed pureblood supremacists like the Malfoys were, hence they never were in the Dark Lord's army. But they had standards for an eventual husband: At least half-blood, and the pureblood parent should be from one of the sacred 28. The second reason why I was sent to Hogwarts for my 4th year was that the Triwizard Tournament was held there this year and all the boys selected from Durmstrang were form wealthy pureblood families. I mentally rolled my eyes when my mother explained that to me. I had to meet all of them. My little sister was given the mission of presenting me to all the Slytherins she knew and help me if it was the case. She was better than the rest of my family, and I got on really well with her (as well as I could with my condition). I was just afraid that I might meet my soulmate. We had to talk in order for my disorder to wash off…right? I didn't know much about the two ways to meet my soulmate, as my parents would have gotten suspicious if I researched the subject too much. But at the same time I was excited. I wanted to know how love felt, or hapiness…

I was also going to meet all of the Slytherins for the first time since until now my parents only presented me to foreign heirs. My head was spinning from hearing Astoria ramble about all the handsome guys in her house and their names and favourite classes. Anyone who saw my sister tought her to be as calculated as I was, because mom did that to her too. But when the two of us were alone, we spoke freely, after putting up some privacy wards of course. Now she was telling me all she could about the famous Harry Potter, and all the trouble he has done with his friends.

"…and everyone is saying that he's involved with Hermione, but I think she's into the Weasley boy"

"Ok, Tory, calm down. And try to breathe a little. Im sure I'll hear all about him once I get to Hogwarts anyway. I mean, he is famous. I guess every newcomer is having an 'About Harry Potter' lesson from his or her housemates. " I said chuckling. "Now, go to bed, tomorrow we leave and we have to be fresh in the morning."

The next day I was wearing matching outfits with my sister, because my mother said so. I was wearing a dark blue knee length dress with a white belt and she was wearing a dark blue skirt with a white top. We got to the platform half an hour before the train was scheduled to leave so we could find a compartment.

Great for me, what could I say? Five minutes into the ride I already have been presented to Blaise Zabinni, Draco Malfoy, Theodore Nott, Pansy Parkinson and Millicent Bullstrode. The whole ride was me staring out on the window, Parkinson flirting shamelessly with Malfoy, the other two chatting with my sister who was desperately trying to get me into the conversation, and at some point Malfoy went over to the next compartment to anger Potter and his friends. I watched curious as he laughed his ass of after the encounter. I wondered how did it feel to laugh with your whole heart.

We arrived at the castle in Thestral-drawn carriages and apparently I had to be sorted first. McGonagall, the transfiguration teacher (she seemed a good one) took me into a classroom near the Great Hall, where an old wizard's hat lay on a chair.

"Please take a seat Miss Greengrass."

I sat and she placed the hat on my head. I jumped a little on my seat as it started talking into my head.

"Hmmm, interesting, so you're the other one. Finally you came here. You have the soul mark too. "

"What? There's someone else like me herehere?"

"Don't act too surprised Miss. You knew that already, as well as the house you're going to be into. But it's gonna be interesting this thing you have. Well, your ambition to find your soulmate is big, but the ambition to escape your mother towers over everything apparently." I blushed slightly.

"Well, as you know there is only one house for you and that is Slytherin!!" the hat said the last word aloud. McGonagall didn't seem to impressed. I could imagine what she was thinking. Where else could someone as cold as me and coming form a Slytherin family go?

Well, after that came the worst part. I had to face the whole school. As I entered the Great Hall in my now green and silver trimmed robes, Dumbledore got up at the Head Table.

"Attention please! We have a new student who will be attending her fourth year this term. She has already been sorted and I want everyone to be nice."

What happened next was weird. I headed to the Slytherin table, where my sister saved a seat for me. But as I did so, I felt something invisible pulling me backwards. I looked behind me to see what was there. The pull apparently led me to the Gryffindor table. Curious...

I sat next to my sister. A boy next to me extended his hand.

"Hi, I'm Marcus Flint, capitan of the Slytherin Quidditch team."

"I'm Melisande Greengrass, Astoria's sister."

I made acquaintance with all the Slytherin table before dinner ended. I could barely stand all the unwanted looks I got from the boys by the time Dumbledore sent us to bed. As everyone in the crowded Hall were making their way out the doors, I saw a redhead boy coming from the Gryffindor table, talking to what seemed like his twin. But he had something different. He had a little less freckles on his cheeks and his eyes were a lighter blue than the other's. I felt a pull again but I shook it off, blaming it on the tiredness.

In the room I shared with Pansy (she became a lot nicer after learning that I wasn't into Draco for I had some kind of curse upon me) and Millicent, my bed was on the left side of the room.

As I got into bed later that night after a 'never have I ever' session with shots as penalties, I was too tired to notice the light deep blue that my earlier steel gray eyes turned.

A/N: Ok, so I got the idea from a song I heard and had it in mind for a few days. The story is not as predictable as it might seem though, because there is still something else to reveal. ;) See you guys.

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