It's My Life by Lady Etelka
PG13+
Disclaimer: Harry Potter, Hogwarts and all connected characters are the intellectual property of JK Rowling
There is also an extremely slight, thread of a connection to The Phantom which is the property of Lee Falk, kudos to whoever spots it this early.
This story is set after The Goblet of Fire and instead of Order of the Phoenix. (I refuse to write in Umbridge!) Also it is based on the books instead of the movies, so no reviews saying "but in the movie there was…".
On top of that I am writing it a lot lighter than JK does and I'll also focus more on my girls rather than Harry, this is my creative decision.
Constructive criticism is desired but negative comments are merely a waste of your time and mine.
Of course, praise is always welcome.
Chapter 1 – Every Day Is A New Day.
"Hurry up Ron, We don't want to be late!" called Hermione over her shoulder as she boarded the Hogwarts train,
Ron only a few steps behind her. Smiling at his friends' typical behavior, Harry waved hello to them.
"I saved a compartment for us." he called out over the noise, happy to finally be on the train on time for once.
After they'd all settled down, a knock came on the compartment's door.
"Come in" called out Hermione.
The door opened to reveal a little girl with her blond hair in two plaits and a dark golden tan.
"Oh dear, I guess there is no room in here as well?" she asked good-naturedly.
"Actually there is plenty of room left, why don't you come in and sit down?" Hermione patted the empty seat next to herself. Stowing her pack in the compartment above, the new girl sat down next to Hermione and was about to introduce herself when Hermione snapped at Ron.
"Why are you staring at me like that!" she glared at him for good measure, He smiled cheekily back.
"It was the shock of seeing you actually socialize with another girl." he said, the cheeky grin growing.
"Just because I was dumb enough to become your friend doesn't mean I'm incapable of basic human interaction" she struck back, a small content smile on her face.
Ron was just about to reply when the sound of laughter reached his ears.
"You both remind me of two people I know, they would often quarrel like you two do, and when I asked them why they squabbled they said it was too much fun." The girl giggled again.
"Who are these two people? We might know them." Hermione asked curiously.
Harry watched as the new girl calmed her giggles and drew a perfectly straight face, Her hazel eyes though, still seemed to dance mischievously when she said off-handedly
"Oh, Just Mother and Father."
Then it was Harry's turn to laugh.
Once Harry had calmed down and Ron and Hermione's blushes subsided, Harry started introductions.
"The red-head is Ron Weasley and his (chuckle) fighting friend is Hermione Granger and I am Harry Potter." He was watching her for her response when he introduced himself; it usually showed whether or not the student was from muggle or a wizarding family.
"Potter? Hmmm..." She half-muttered to herself, thoughtfully. 'Wonder if it is short for some title, like Walker is.' she thought. "It is an honor to meet you, I am Cahli Walker." She smiled cheerfully at them. "I am just starting my first year at Hogwarts."
From then on, Cahli and the others got along fine, Chatting on topics from what classes she would be taking, (Potions, Care of Magical Creatures, DADA and surprisingly also Third year Muggle Studies and Divination) what Quidditch is and how it's played, the different houses and generally what to expect of Hogwarts and its Professors.
They were on that subject when the lady with the food trolley poked her head in. Harry brought a huge amount of sweets, which he took a delight in sharing around. Cahli however merely bought one small pumpkin pastie and a chocolate frog.
She had just finished eating the frog and was arguing with Ron over the card she'd gotten, (which was called Agrippa.) when the door opened and in stepped Draco Malfoy.
"I'd suggest you leave in peace, It's quite obvious that this compartment is too full to accommodate you." Hermione was stating icily, while Harry was keeping an angry Ron seated.
The response that had Malfoy intrigued was that of the girl whom he had not yet met. (Cahli)
She'd taken one look at Draco and tears started to pour down her face. Her whole eyes, however had turned a pure vacant gold and seemed to stare right through him, Her face was expressionless. then she started to talk, and her gaze pinned Draco down.
"You are going to kill yourself, Pale Dragon." Her voice lilted musically, but was frail and crackled as if from extreme old age
"If you continue down this path you cannot survive." And though her voice was whisper quiet, the words seemed to echo through the now silent compartment
"Already the ice you live on has leeched your skin and hair of its golden glow, making it as pale and weak as the moonlight. Turn your back on this path and choose another." Her voice had risen slightly, insistently. Then, with a sigh she weakly collapsed back against the chair.
"Don't make the same mistake I did, Pale Dragon. Suicide is painful way to end your life. The ice is sharp and brittle and it will sear like knives through your veins."
With that Cahli fainted, leaving the whole compartment staring at her in silence.
After a short while she started to shiver, then she stretched, yawning and woke up, muttering in her normal voice, cheerfully. Her eyes the normal hazel-brown with black pupils.
"That was a nice nap, but it is really cold in here, has the sun hidden behind a cloud?' She asked Hermione,
but something in Hermione's expression (probably the dropped jaw) made her look around. She noticed Malfoy and the fact that everyone was staring at her with some surprise.
"I'm sorry, did I say something silly in my sleep?" she asked Malfoy with a smile, still shivering slightly.
Ron snorted with suppressed laughter, Harry smiled slightly, Hermione looked thoughtful, but Draco merely smirked disdainfully.
Ignoring his nasty expression, Cahli grinned at him and extended her hand out.
"Good evening sir, I am Cahli Walker, May I enquire what your name is?"
He sneered at her. "You didn't need my name when you were talking to me earlier."
Cahli frowned. "When was this? I'm afraid I do not recall meeting or talking to you ever before."
"Only half a minute ago." answered Draco cynically.
Cahli swept a puzzled look around the compartment. "Please, tell me what happened?" she asked quietly, desperately.
"When you saw Malfoy here, You started to silently cry, Your eyes, whites and all, changed color and when you spoke, your voice had also changed. Do you have split personalities?" Hermione asked curiously.
"No, I've seen this happen once before, that was a real premonition." Harry added quietly, The slight smile on his face was compassionate, but Cahli's face still paled.
"What did I call you? Please, what did I say?" Cahli asked Malfoy, her eyes fixed on him.
Malfoy stared back, his face expressionless. Then suddenly, he whirled around and left. Ron was the one who answered.
"You called him Pale Dragon, and you said that he will kill himself."
Cahli paled even further before she bolted from the cabin.