Chapter 1: Luisa and Hermione
Heels clacked against the marble floor which echoed throughout the sunlit room with its 30 foot tall or longer windows. A woman strutted towards a pale man with a walking stick that lowered his head upon her arrival.
"Ah, your majesty... I'm glad you found time to attend…" A deep, nasal-y voice said to a sandy-haired, tall lady.
"I wouldn't miss it for the world, Lucius." Her soft voice carefully replied to the shoulder-length, blonde-haired man who stood in front of her, wearing a black fur cloak and gloves. Lucius, as she addressed him. He wasn't exactly a bad looking man; he's more than that-dashing-yes he is a sleek, polished, we'll-groomed debonair of perhaps 23. He has the aura of a prince whom is calm, collected, and somehow-egotistical. He stood up straight and looked her in the eye with a mysterious sneer plastered in his face.
"Shall we dance?" Lucius asked, offering his hand to the lady of royalty.
She took his hand and the music began playing from the gargantuan gramophone on top of an oak table carved with floral designs.
It was the summer of 1973, and the two Slytherin-graduates of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardy whom had always been intimately in love with each other dance to their hearts content with a narrow space separating them, not less than an inch.
The music began playing louder and the clanking of heels seems to have vanished. The man raised his arm as the lady of royalty twirled around with her cream-colored, knee-length, summer dress. And then they looked into each other's eyes with bliss…feeling lost. But it wasn't meant to be. The two loved each other but their worlds were—different.
A few years later, the princess who once waltzed with the man whom she thought was her soulmate is now married to a muggle, a muggle who was once out of royalty and a wealthy businessman before they married. Though the man the princess married had a blue blood—as he said. His ancestors were aristocrats, some wizards but it was never revealed whether the information he set out was true.
The 29-year old princess, Elizabeth Neo, of course is a wizard. The royal family of Britain is from a long line of pure bloods. They wanted it to remain that way not until Elizabeth Neo decided to marry a muggle. Her family resented her decision. She didn't love the muggle for it was a way of rebellion. Her parents wanted her away from the Malfoys because rumors were spreading that they were associated with 'You-know-who'. She truly loved Lucius. They had to make a decision for Neo. To marry a death-eater, or to marry a muggle was the question? Certainly, they chose the decent muggle instead of the villainy death eater. They didn't bear a grudge since blood discrimination was just a passing trend.
Her family just let it slide since they have found that their 5-year old granddaughter, Luisa Vivien, is a wizard. They tried to make her powers show by putting her inside a glass chamber and then just by staring at it, she went through the glass. At a very early age, Luisa had already been discovered. Her father knew because they can't keep a secret from him now, can they? He was a genuinely kind man his in-laws respected and trusted him for his benevolence.
6 years later, Vivien's Hogwarts letter had just arrived. They had Garrick Ollivander himself come inside the palace to present Luisa's wand. Custom made uniforms, a white Persian cat purebred, and all of her books and school supplies completely taken care of. She just has to wait for a month before school starts. But she wasn't going to rest, they had sent her tutors so that she can have a jump start on the lessons and apparently, living in royalty sometimes can be a bit tiresome. Luisa just wanted to have fun during the remaining days of summer nonetheless she doesn't have any friends and it was for her own good from the time when they discovered that 'You-know-who' is still on the lurks. Anyone could be possibly a death-eater.
A month had passed and she finished all of her books and some extra information too. They all expect her to be ahead of her classmates for the reason that the finest of things were handed out to her. She didn't promise anything. She wasn't that much of an egotistical, spoiled brat. Her father taught her well for he grew out of poverty. Her mother wasn't there most of the time. She was busier than her husband even if her husband is actually running a very high maintenance company in London.
Luisa was lying flat in her large, frilly and pink bed when she heard a knock on the door.
"Come in, please." She politely said as she sat up at the edge of the bed.
The door was opened by her father who brought a pink paper bag with him. Now his father isn't that old looking-and not that young looking either. He's in his mid-thirties with a Roman nose, gray eyes, and blonde hair. Very much like Lucius. He's of Irish descent but he doesn't talk like once since he's raised in the east side of Kent by a home maker and a shoe repairer. He popped is head in to look around for his daughter with a silly, childish grin on his face.
"Daddy!" Luisa yelled out excitedly as she ran towards her father to give him a tight hug.
"Oh dear, I'm gonna miss you so much..." He sniffed.
"Don't worry daddy, I'll be fine... I'll mail you every week..."
"Everyday?"
"Okay.."
Luisa's dad was 6'5, very tall and muscular. He once played basketball but he discontinued when he gathered enough money and started his own successful company instead.
"Darling...before you go later to the train, I want you to always carry this present if you ever get homesick. Alright?" She nodded innocently.
She took the paperbag from her father and opened it to find a book inside. She opened it and found moving pictures of her family. She was used to it since she grew up from a family of pure blood wizards-except from her father, who's a muggle.
"Now, you better get ready-on your own. The train is gonna leave at exactly 11 o'clock. Wouldn't want to be late now, would you?"
"Can't I get Sarah to help me with my hair?"
"No...you must learn to survive on your own, Luisa. I don't want people misjudging you when you go to Hogwarts." Her father whispered straightforwardly as he gave her daughter another peck on the cheek and left with teary eyes.
She took a bath and then tied her long, blonde hair in a high ponytail that was too messy. She got dressed up but not with her robe yet because the press are going to be taking pictures of her when she leaves the castle.
It is now 10 o'clock sharp and Luisa is all prepped up. Her chambermaid fixed her hair before she entered the black Rolls Royce of a car. Her mother was in there with her to show her to platform 9 3/4 because she doesn't know how to get there yet.
"Just trudge your trolley with you in one swift run. I promise, you'll be alright."
She did as what her mother said and she went right through the brick wall. Her mother followed and showed her inside the cherry colored train where she will sit.
People bowed down to them because they were royalty. "Please, everybody… carry on. Thank you." Neo said cheerfully to them.
Luisa sat in an empty compartment alone and 15 minutes later, the train started to chug. Luisa peered out the window to look for her mother but she was nowhere to be found so she felt hurt. She didn't even say goodbye unlike her father who even presented her with a gift. Her mother makes mistakes all the time and sometimes, she just shrugs it off; people make mistakes.
Then, when she was just on the verge of tears, a brown, bushy-haired girl, at her age came in the compartment. "Luisa Vivien! The princess of Wales..." She cleared her throat from the sudden shock. "Are you alright?"
Luisa looked at the girl. No one has ever had the guts to enter her compartment even if all of them are full and it hurt her again that no one wanted to be with her. Sure, they passed, glared, and whispered but nothing more than that.
"Yes, I'm fine. Dust.."
"I'm Hermione, Hermione Granger...can I join you? Everyone else is full. And um... Can he join too?" She pointed at the fat boy who was sobbing, behind her.
"Sure.." Hermione sat opposite her while the sobbing boy who just lost his road was still speechless and sat next to Hermione. They engaged in a bit of a chit-chat until Hermione became a bit of a know it all and somehow found her match.
"Do you know about Harry Potter? He's in this train!"hermione almost shouted. He was curious on how the boy looked like. She had been daydreaming about him ever since she started reading wizarding books. "You mean the boy who lived who was attacked by Voldemort 10 years ago? The one with the scar?" "You know about him?" "I was..umm..I studied..a lot..."
"Me too..." They shared information about Hogwarts and magic. They both had fun conversing with each other until they went to personal topics. She discovered that Hermione was a muggle-born and she wasn't very proud about it but Luisa just shrugged it off and told her it's nothing to worry about; blood doesn't matter anyway. Blood discrimination's a passed trend. Hermione knew all about the royal family because she was interested in knowing about a lot of things. Luisa wasn't disturbed inasmuch she was sort of a public figure.
"Oh, better put on your robe, Luisa. We shall be arriving soon. Wait, Guess who I saw?" told Hermione who had just arrived from her visit with the conductor.
"Who?"
"Harry Potter!"she exclaimed.
"How's he?"
"Eating sweets with another boy?"
"No, I mean, how does he look like?" "He looks decent. I had to fix his glasses for him."
"Is he handsome?" Luisa was curious and serious. She wasn't a flirt or anything. It's normal for preteen girls to yip-yap about blushed a little bit at Luisa's question. Surely, he found him attractive for some reason. He's famous, he's a descendant of the potters which means he's probably wealthy but other that that, Hermione actually never thought of something as that. She just shrugged. "Aww come on, 'Mione! Tell me!" "Yes...I guess he was..." she coughed a bit.
They all got out of the train five minutes later and it's already dark. A tall, bearded, and, plump man holding a lamp kept yelling: 'first years, come here. Mind your step now.'
The cold night air made Luisa shiver as she steps down the cobblestones of Hogsmead. Then they walked towards the lake where the boats were parked. 4 were allowed for each one. I was in with Hermione, Neville, and this blonde-haired girl named Luna Lovegood.
The ride was magical. They never experienced such a thrilling ride before but they had to duck most of the time since the boats weren't actually floating on water but on air! It was bollocks! Like Peter Pan's way to Neverland!
They got inside the Hogwarts castle. It wasn't like Luisa's home because her home is polished and full of marble unlike this one which was more of the medieval-type with torches hanging and all.
When they were on the stair case, an old woman wearing a long, green gown appeared before them and she introduced Hogwarts and the whole ceremony later on which Hermione and Luisa already know about: The sorting ceremony in which the students are to be sorted into 4 different houses which are Hufflepuff, Gryffindor, Ravenclaw, and Slytherin.
Luisa had known that her family had a long line of Slytherin house members. Her mother, too was one.
As they entered the great hall, Hermione shared a fact with Luisa that she already knew and it was about the ceiling being bewitched to look like the night sky. Luisa was getting kind of frustrated with Hermione for being such a know-it-all. Nobody's perfect, thought Luisa; she too because she has a short temper and mostly throws tantrums.
They all fell in line in the front where all the old-looking professors were seated above with the long table against them. Professor Mcgonagall announced each one according to their last names. Luisa's father took his wife's last name which was Mountbaten. They don't actually refer to them as Mountbaten's because they use titles as surnames.
Luisa wasn't paying attention for most of the time until she heard Hermione's name being called out. Hermione sat down the stool, muttering inaudible words.
"Gryffindor!" the sorting hat declared.
Luisa didn't wish to be in Gryffindor until now. She wanted to be a Slytherin—but she still couldn't make up her mind.
A couple of student's names were called and Luisa was still having a battle with her mind. Nervous, she was. Imagine being a Hufflepuff, or a Gryffindor—perhaps. It would be quite challenging since the Mountbaten usually gets to be in the house of Slytherin.
Luisa got to her senses when she heard a familiar name being called out by McGonagall. "Malfoy, Draco..." It was a familiar name. She heard it before, if not from her mom, maybe from her grandma or grandpa. Malfoy was a very very familiar name that had crossed her mind before. She forgot about it—maybe.
"Mountbaten, Luisa Vivien…" As Luisa walked up the short flight of stairs, she heard mutterings. They were talking about her. Before she entered, she was informed that the royal family is to be treated as equal in Hogwarts so as far as now, no one has treated her specially or declared her name.
She sat down the stool and the sorting hat was placed above her head. She looked around the people in different tables and examined them.
"Hmm… this is a tough one…" the hat muttered. "A very talented girl, very smart and she couldn't quite make up her mind. She was born of royalty, and Slytherin… SLYTHERIN!"
Luisa's heart began pounding as loud cheers were emitted from the table on the far left corner, the Slytherins. She was quite disappointed about the fact that she doesn't get to be with Hermione now that she's having a place in her heart for their slight similarities. She sat down on the table next to Malfoy who gave her a genuine smile. Luisa thought that this Malfoy boy was handsome and she might just have a growing crush on him.
She noticed Hermione was staring at her worriedly so she shot back an assuring smile.
They were to treat her as an equal so that means no addressing as 'Your Majesty' or 'Your Highness'.
"Hi, I'm Malfoy, Draco Malfoy… Pureblood" He emphasized the 'pure blood' all too well.
She decided to do the same since he said his blood type. She shook his hand and shot him back a grin.
Luisa is definitely a girl who has a lot of crushes. Just shaking Draco's hand let her mind wander in a world of flowers, dates, chocolates, and dancing in the moonlight.
"I'm—", before she could continue, Draco cut her off.
"Luisa Vivien of Wales… I know all about you and the fact that your mom married a muggle. Seriously, what was she thinking? She could have anyone…a muggle?" He laughed, everyone on the Slytherin did.
She was on the verge of tears. They had just insulted her father and then—she snapped. She stood up and gave Malfoy a hard slap on the face paired with an icy glare and everyone silenced. All of the eyes were darted towards them.
"Don't you dare insult my father!" tears streamed down her face as she said those words. Everyone heard and the Slytherins were humiliated publicly.
She stormed out of the great hall then walked until she just collapsed and cried. She just regretted what she has done. Her first day, she slaps a boy. They must think badly of her.