Chapter One: Introductions are made
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Ah yes, another beginning of the year feast at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. The first years sorting ceremony had just ended and the staff and students were enjoying there delicious feast while chatting to each other about there summers. Everyone now knew that the school curriculum would have a few extra classes added to it because of the fact that Voldermort being back in action was a common fact. Along with the new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher being none other than Remus Lupin, the Self-Defense teacher for the new class on. well.self defense.was a Professor Eva Stevens. Along with a class on self-defense, the students were told that there Muggle Studies classes would be taken much more seriously seeing as how no one knew if they would ever have to seek refuge in a muggle community. Now, as I was saying.Both inside and outside of Hogwarts was warm and sunny with a sprinkle of clouds, you know, the kind of days that make you just want to choke those stupid little care bears with their stupid little songs and take out a nine milli. And bust a cap in Barney's.sorry, I got off track for a minute their.
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The staff and students continued carrying on their conversations, that is until a low rumbling sound could be heard. One by one it seemed the Great Hall began to quiet, for everyone seemed to be searching for the cause of this rumbling that was growing louder by the second. All at once, so it seemed, the doors to the Great Hall opened with a BANG! and in rode a blue and silver motorcycle (going at least 70 mph mind you) along with a rider covered from head to toe in leather (minus the blue and silver helmet that matched the bike). This mysterious biker had the undivided attention of every single being in the Great Hall but the rider didn't even notice. She rode to the Head Table and abruptly turned the bike off. In one smooth motion the rider was off the bike with her helmet off and she began talking with a panic look on her face. "Dude! I am so seriously sorry to like get in the middle of you all's social engagement and stuff, but you've got to help me! I was visiting my grandparents and I went outside with my bike to "explore", so I'm like a couple of miles away from the Castle and these scary looking dudes totally come out of like thin air and start to fuckin' attack me! They had these sticks and were pointing at me and shouting strange stuff! I hopped on my bike and got in this direction as fast as I could! I saw the castle and I figured that someone was here that could help me and if not then I could hide out here until it got dark and I was sure that they were gone! So like, could you do me a favor major by calling the police? The dudes were about so and so tall," here the girl held up her hand to about 7 or 8 inches above her head, for she was just a short girl of maybe 5'6, "and they were dressed." this mysterious rider finally slowed her breath and got a good look at her surroundings, and the people in it, and the floating candles. She slowly turned in a "ready to attack" stance that her best friend's sister had taught her. Then she noticed Professor Snape who was sitting to the left of Dumbledore (whom our main character was talking to). With a glare the girl declared (without taking her eyes off of Snape for a second) "The people that tried to do some serious damage to this temple looked like him."
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With an evil glare and a smirk to match Snape asked Dumbledore (without taking his eyes off of the girl for a second) "Shall I put a memory charm on her sir?" In the blink of an eye(literally one second it hadn't happened the next, it had) this unexplained girl pulled a dagger out of her knee high leather combat boots and threw it at the piece of meat in front of Snape with a look that could kill she hissed "I never miss." With that she turned back to Dumbledore with a hoard of questions ready. "What is this place," she asked, "who are you people? Your working with the people who tried to kill me aren't you?! I'm warning you, I don't care what you can do, I've got a few tricks up my sleeve too!"
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With the usual twinkle in his eye and a friendly smile, Dumbledore finally asked the question that probably every single occupant in the great hall wanted the answer to. "My dear," he asked, "might I ask who are you?" All of the individuals in the Great Hall turned towards the girl, clad in black leather pants, a red leather tank top, and black leather combat boots, complete with a black ankle length duster, who had lightly bronzed flawless skin, and nearly white hair (with eight bright red streaks). She turned towards the students and said with a flourish "Although I'm not sure whether I can trust anyone of you," at this she turned towards the Head Table once more, "I am called many names by my friends back home in Sunnyhell, Cali, Nyx, Thing 2, Mini-Me, and Mini-Spike being my favorites, the name that was given to me by my late parents and the name that I use is Maari'Nyx Sundari Malfoy-Potter."
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When those words left her mouth, there was a collective gasp out of the student body(think cliché), and every student turned towards either Draco Malfoy or Harry Potter, who both had stunned looks on their faces. There were just a few gasps and raised eyebrows from the Head Table but Dumbledore (that sneaky devil) didn't look the least bit surprised. "Tell me dear," he said to Maari'Nyx, "you have an American accent, why are you here, in Europe?"
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With a skeptical look she asked "How am I supposed to tell you my life story when I don't even know whether or not you're just going to use it against me?" "Hey!" yelled a student whom we all know as 15 year old Virginia Weasley, "Don't worry, Dumbledore's one of the good guys!" The students and staff alike were surprised at the boldness that Virginia showed, for she usually was a quiet mouse that never roared. With a smirk Maari'Nyx replied "Well, then." She turned to Dumbledore and asked for a chair. With a smile Dumbledore waved his wand and a chair appeared right next to Maari'Nyx and her motorcycle. With a smirk that could put Snape himself to utter shame, Maari'Nyx turned to Dumbledore and said "after I speak, it is soooo your turn." She plopped into the chair in a way that was anything put ladylike, and began to tell it like it was and is.
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A/N: Soooooooooo, what do ya think? This is my first fic but I suppose that it's pretty good so far. It's late now, so I'm not postin' the next chappie until tomorrow!!!! Heh, heh, heh, my first cliffie! Just so you know, this is a BtVS/HP Xover and also a D/G, and many other pairings story. So stay tuned for the adventures of Maari'Nyx Sundari Malfoy Potter!!!!!!!!!!
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Ah yes, another beginning of the year feast at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. The first years sorting ceremony had just ended and the staff and students were enjoying there delicious feast while chatting to each other about there summers. Everyone now knew that the school curriculum would have a few extra classes added to it because of the fact that Voldermort being back in action was a common fact. Along with the new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher being none other than Remus Lupin, the Self-Defense teacher for the new class on. well.self defense.was a Professor Eva Stevens. Along with a class on self-defense, the students were told that there Muggle Studies classes would be taken much more seriously seeing as how no one knew if they would ever have to seek refuge in a muggle community. Now, as I was saying.Both inside and outside of Hogwarts was warm and sunny with a sprinkle of clouds, you know, the kind of days that make you just want to choke those stupid little care bears with their stupid little songs and take out a nine milli. And bust a cap in Barney's.sorry, I got off track for a minute their.
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The staff and students continued carrying on their conversations, that is until a low rumbling sound could be heard. One by one it seemed the Great Hall began to quiet, for everyone seemed to be searching for the cause of this rumbling that was growing louder by the second. All at once, so it seemed, the doors to the Great Hall opened with a BANG! and in rode a blue and silver motorcycle (going at least 70 mph mind you) along with a rider covered from head to toe in leather (minus the blue and silver helmet that matched the bike). This mysterious biker had the undivided attention of every single being in the Great Hall but the rider didn't even notice. She rode to the Head Table and abruptly turned the bike off. In one smooth motion the rider was off the bike with her helmet off and she began talking with a panic look on her face. "Dude! I am so seriously sorry to like get in the middle of you all's social engagement and stuff, but you've got to help me! I was visiting my grandparents and I went outside with my bike to "explore", so I'm like a couple of miles away from the Castle and these scary looking dudes totally come out of like thin air and start to fuckin' attack me! They had these sticks and were pointing at me and shouting strange stuff! I hopped on my bike and got in this direction as fast as I could! I saw the castle and I figured that someone was here that could help me and if not then I could hide out here until it got dark and I was sure that they were gone! So like, could you do me a favor major by calling the police? The dudes were about so and so tall," here the girl held up her hand to about 7 or 8 inches above her head, for she was just a short girl of maybe 5'6, "and they were dressed." this mysterious rider finally slowed her breath and got a good look at her surroundings, and the people in it, and the floating candles. She slowly turned in a "ready to attack" stance that her best friend's sister had taught her. Then she noticed Professor Snape who was sitting to the left of Dumbledore (whom our main character was talking to). With a glare the girl declared (without taking her eyes off of Snape for a second) "The people that tried to do some serious damage to this temple looked like him."
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With an evil glare and a smirk to match Snape asked Dumbledore (without taking his eyes off of the girl for a second) "Shall I put a memory charm on her sir?" In the blink of an eye(literally one second it hadn't happened the next, it had) this unexplained girl pulled a dagger out of her knee high leather combat boots and threw it at the piece of meat in front of Snape with a look that could kill she hissed "I never miss." With that she turned back to Dumbledore with a hoard of questions ready. "What is this place," she asked, "who are you people? Your working with the people who tried to kill me aren't you?! I'm warning you, I don't care what you can do, I've got a few tricks up my sleeve too!"
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With the usual twinkle in his eye and a friendly smile, Dumbledore finally asked the question that probably every single occupant in the great hall wanted the answer to. "My dear," he asked, "might I ask who are you?" All of the individuals in the Great Hall turned towards the girl, clad in black leather pants, a red leather tank top, and black leather combat boots, complete with a black ankle length duster, who had lightly bronzed flawless skin, and nearly white hair (with eight bright red streaks). She turned towards the students and said with a flourish "Although I'm not sure whether I can trust anyone of you," at this she turned towards the Head Table once more, "I am called many names by my friends back home in Sunnyhell, Cali, Nyx, Thing 2, Mini-Me, and Mini-Spike being my favorites, the name that was given to me by my late parents and the name that I use is Maari'Nyx Sundari Malfoy-Potter."
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When those words left her mouth, there was a collective gasp out of the student body(think cliché), and every student turned towards either Draco Malfoy or Harry Potter, who both had stunned looks on their faces. There were just a few gasps and raised eyebrows from the Head Table but Dumbledore (that sneaky devil) didn't look the least bit surprised. "Tell me dear," he said to Maari'Nyx, "you have an American accent, why are you here, in Europe?"
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With a skeptical look she asked "How am I supposed to tell you my life story when I don't even know whether or not you're just going to use it against me?" "Hey!" yelled a student whom we all know as 15 year old Virginia Weasley, "Don't worry, Dumbledore's one of the good guys!" The students and staff alike were surprised at the boldness that Virginia showed, for she usually was a quiet mouse that never roared. With a smirk Maari'Nyx replied "Well, then." She turned to Dumbledore and asked for a chair. With a smile Dumbledore waved his wand and a chair appeared right next to Maari'Nyx and her motorcycle. With a smirk that could put Snape himself to utter shame, Maari'Nyx turned to Dumbledore and said "after I speak, it is soooo your turn." She plopped into the chair in a way that was anything put ladylike, and began to tell it like it was and is.
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A/N: Soooooooooo, what do ya think? This is my first fic but I suppose that it's pretty good so far. It's late now, so I'm not postin' the next chappie until tomorrow!!!! Heh, heh, heh, my first cliffie! Just so you know, this is a BtVS/HP Xover and also a D/G, and many other pairings story. So stay tuned for the adventures of Maari'Nyx Sundari Malfoy Potter!!!!!!!!!!