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A/N: This is a Harry Potter fic. Our main character is mysterious being. Female, of course. Hope you like it! (Above is a link for a pic picture of her in this chapter.)
Harry looked up the Headmaster like he'd just grown a second head.
A new student? One that won't have a sorting? How the hell will that work? He thought to himself. Just then, he heard something above him. Many others heard it too. Every head in the Great Hall turned towards the noise. Harry vaguely heard Hermione gasp.
In one of the corners of the ceiling, a tall girl that couldn't be any older than 15 with green eyes and raven colored hair was crouched. She was wearing a silky-looking skirt with a crisscross strap top to match. She looked like someone out of a movie. She was very pale. Her lips were black, as and her eyelids were as well. She also had a thick layer of black and greenish eyeliner framing her cat-like eyes. Her skirt flowed around her easily with every movement. Her eyes were calculating her surroundings.
"Well, Dumbledore. Ya gonna introduce me, or sit there starting?" The girl asked. Her voice was smooth, silky. Dumbledore just sat there for a few minutes before nodding, apparently coming out of a daze.
"Right. Students! This is our exchange student. Miss Shadow Cariolis," he said, and nodded again. Shadow jumped from her perch, and did a front flip before landing gracefully at the Ravenclaw table. "Miss Cariolis has moved a very long way. She's a transfer student. Shadow, would you mind giving us a bit of a background?" Dumbledore asked her. She straightened up from crouching in front of Luna.
"Sure, Albus. I recently moved from France one month ago. I am many things that you will discover someday. Or not. It depends on if I want you to. I am fluent in most languages. I am the only one left of my entire bloodline, but I can't die easily, and I won't physically age past nineteen. So I don't need to worry. I can also see all of your names. Oh, and Harry," Shadow stopped, and looked at him before continuing, "you think defeating Voldemort will be difficult? Puh-lease. I've done A LOT more than you. I've been around since Merlin." She turned away from Harry, and walked to the Gryffindor table. "But I'm only here to learn. Not stop a war. I won't be sorted into a house because I can't stay in one place for too long. No, that doesn't mean sitting. It means living. Sleeping. Studying. I would literally die."
Shadow finished speaking, and plopped down beside Ron. The Great Hall erupted into conversation again, as everyone ate.
"Hello, Ronald Weasley," Shadow said, and Ron gulped. She noticed this. "What's wrong? I haven't scared you, have I?" She asked, frowning. Ron looked abashed.
"What? No! I mean...no, you haven't scared me," he said. Shadow looked unconvinced, but she just shrugged.
"Whatever," she said, and leaped up. "Dumbledore will be dismissing us soon. I will be in the Gryffindor common room if you need me."
And with that, Shadow walked out of the Great Hall, boots making a tapping sound as she went.
A/N: How was it? Good? Bad? Meh? I hope it was good. C'ya next time!
~Ash