A/N; hi hi! I changed some things in the story because Cassiopeia was starting to become a mary-sue... anyway why are there so many mistakes, look at my profile. please review, favourite, alert or all three and thank you for reading!


The only thing necessary for the triumph of evil is for good men to do nothing.
-Edmund Burk


CB.

What if there was a girl from Slythering, a girl every one forgot to think about after she was dropped of at her father's descent cousin, Corvus Greengrass. A young girl with so much potential yet people just has the habit to overlook.

Cassiopeia put the paper down feeling a lump in her throat; with all her might she pushed it away. Cassiopeia never cried, never showed emotion, she had inherited that from her mother. Again, she read the headline;

MASS BREAKOUT FROM AZKABAN MINISTRY FEARS BLACK IS 'RALLYING POINT' FOR OLD DEATH EATERS.

With all her might she tried not to look at the photos, but of course she didn't succeed. Rodolphus Lestrange looked thick in the photo, his eyes blank, face hollow, hair unkempt, dirty, suddenly Cassiopeia wanted her father to be here to tell she had nothing to fear about. Not that she had ever met her father, Merlin no; he was taken to Azkaban three weeks after she was born, but when she was a child she always thought of him as the perfect father. Now, when she was older and less naïve, Cassiopeia knows she will probably never have a real family, but still, sometimes, when she feels sad, Cassiopeia dreams about her mother and father, and how life would have been if they weren't in Azkaban.
'Hey Cass,' someone said next to her, she looked up. Draco sat next to her smiling; she gave him a small smile to show that she noticed him and turned back to her peach yoghurt with fresh pieces of peach. No skin.
'You should try orange yoghurt with slices of orange, mother makes it and it's delicious,' Draco told her, Cassiopeia gave him a small nod and said; 'I'll give it a try,'
'Good,' we ate the rest of our breakfast in silence.

'Can anyone recall how to use a transforming spell when performing Cross-Species Switching? McGonagall asked looking around the classroom.
'Miss Pall?'
' Um…the right way to switch between two species, but only when they are animals, is to use the indication; transibit transpire, together with the movement used for switching spells on unanimated objects?'
'That is correct so when we add that to…' While our lovely transfiguration teacher droned on about switching spell and how to use them correctly, Cassiopeia thought about this summer, when her aunt Narcissa summoned her to there manor telling her about what had happened in the graveyard that summer. Cassiopeia was never one to talk but that day she had spoke more than she had in her whole life. They told Draco the same day when they gave her the 'announcement'; he was shocked that Cassiopeia could even talk that much. Every one always thought Cassiopeia had a problem after hearing that her parents where in Azkaban. But she wasn't in shock, Cassiopeia wasn't depressed, she just didn't have the need to fill every silence with mindless chatter, or any chatter at all.
'… Homework is on the blackboard, its due on Tuesday. So make sure you finish it this time Scerbo,' she added sternly to one of the Hufflepuffs, who blushed scarlet and launched into a story why he hasn't finished his homework. Probably eaten by his pet dragon, Cassiopeia thought snickering then she told herself; it wasn't even that funny she argued, and then she agreed with herself and walked to her next lesson, not noticing she was even moving. When Cassiopeia stepped into the potions room she gave a small nod to Snape; he was bit of a slick git in her opinion, but he always gave Cassiopeia good results and extra house points. Not that she cared about house points, but the rest did and apparently it made up for being so silent. Cassiopeia went and joined a girl named Katherine Nott, gave her a small nod, which she returned with a 'Hey,' and went back talking to Helena Parkinson. Helena flipped her hair impatiently, while shooting daggers Cassiopeia's way. After she was done with that Helena continued talking to Katherine, the coward. She didn't insult Cassiopeia, no one did, her blood was too pure, her parents to important, so you just didn't.