ok, so this is my first story! i'm expecting lots of feedback, although i don't like critics...so just tell be it good, haha. this is a Draco/OC story. originally i called her Roslyn...no it was Wyatt but i decided i didn't want that, so she ended up being Colette. i kinda like the name too. so up read plz and i'll see you at the bottom!

*Flashback*

"Hey! Stop messing around and kill someone! Are you a Death Eater or aren't you?" yelled someone Colette didn't know by name.

It was just so hard to kill children, being as she herself was one up until last June. But this boy wasn't even seventeen yet. He had snuck back into the castle to fight along with the other Dumbledore's Army people. She had even talked to this boy once. What was his name?

"Stupefy!" the boy yelled, a jet of red light shot out of his wand. Colette ducked out of the way easily.

"Colin!" a smaller boy yelled, taking away his attention, now was her perfect chance to kill the kid.

"Dennis! Go back! What are you…"

"Impedimenta!" Colette shouted at Dennis and Colin. Dennis was knock unconscious and Colin flew into a wall.

"Reducto!" Colin yelled back aggressively. Again another easy one to dodge. From inside the castle there was an explosion.

"Expelliarmus!" Colette yelled. Colin's wand flew up into the air, with a quick flick of her wand, Colin's exploded. She turned back to Colin who's horrorstruck face looked back, pleadingly at hers. She couldn't do it. She couldn't kill him.

"Avada Kedavra!" she heard Bellatrix's shrill voice yell from behind her. "Stupid girl! Don't get in our way if you wont kill!" She went inside the castle to do more damage.

Colette stared at Colin's lifeless body, and ran inside as Dennis began to stir.

Inside was like a nightmare, people were fighting left and right. She constantly had to dodge spells and weave her way through the rubble from an exploded wall as she made her way into the Great Hall. Just a year ago she would have been eating dinner in here with her fellow Slytherin friends, laughing.

That seemed like a decade ago.

"Stupefy!" Wyatt noticed her Professor Flitwick yell. He was intently dueling a man, with dark hair and a pale, twisted face. Colette's father, Antonin Dolohov.

"Avada Kedavra!" he hissed, just narrowly dodging the tiny man's spell.

"Bombarda!" yelled Flitwick. It hit her father square in the chest and he went flying into the stone wall. Colette couldn't help it, she let out a shriek of rage.

"Petrificus Totalus!" she hit her Professor dead on, he froze and fell to the ground.

Quickly she ran over to her father. She gently touched his face, it was still warm. But there was blood leaking out onto the floor, getting in her black skirt and covering the floor in slick red.

She cried out loud, not caring who heard her, while she cradled his limp, dead body in her arms.

*End Flashback*

Colette woke with a start. She hadn't dreamed about her father in a week, so she had been expecting it. About a month ago she would have cried her eyes out, but now…she was coming to terms with it.

Lazily she got up and changed into some black robes before going into the kitchen and summoning the house elf. While she was eating her eggs and toast happily, her owl, Travis, came fluttering in elegantly from outside. He was carrying a parchment envelope, Colette didn't recognize the handwriting.

Cautiously, Colette opened it. It was a formal letter written by the headmistress of Hogwarts. It told Colette that she was to expect Headmistress McGonagall around three, to discuss her future.

Colette sat frozen, she considered running for a brief moment. What if she's come to get me sent to Azkaban? She hadn't been convicted because no one knew she had been a Death Eater, and the people that did, weren't alive anymore or were in jail. But perhaps her former professor knew.

She decided running would make her look guilty, and that she should simply hear what the Headmistress had to say.

She snapped her fingers for her house elf to clean up her breakfast and the house and left to change into something more formal.

Fifteen minutes before three she shooed her house elf away after checking everything was neat and clean. Then she set the living room so that two chairs sat near the unlit fireplace, for a comfortable place to talk.

Exactly three on the dot there was a sharp knock at the door, which startled Colette. She quickly scurried to the door and took a deep breath before opening it, reveling a rather old lady dressed in sapphire blue robes.

"Headmistress. Haven't seen you in a while," Colette chose to say instead of saying 'glad to see you again'.

"Indeed," she agreed as Colette invited her inside and to the chairs in her living room.

"Please, have a seat. Would you like some tea, perhaps?"

"Tea would be lovely, thank you," she said taking a seat as Colette's house elf scurried in with hot tea and left in a flash.

"As my letter said," the Headmistress began, "I am here to discuss your future, Miss Dolohov." Already Colette could tell she had a small grudge against her and her father. After all, Colette was the one who cast the body-bind curse on Flitwick.

"Future ma'am? Where?" Colette asked, this had been on her mind since she had gotten the letter.

"At Hogwarts," the Professor explained.

A surge of regret swelled up in her when she heard that name. The last time she was there her father di…No she wouldn't think about that now.

"Ar-are you serious?" Colette finally asked after her silence. "You…you'd want me back there? After…"

"I am quite aware of your actions Miss Dolohov, how ever, you have committed no crimes that I am aware of," she said sternly. Well…I was a Death Eater…I have a scar where the Dark Mark was too… She thought, but dared not utter. "And you have yet to complete your final year at Hogwarts, so I see no reason why you shouldn't be allowed to return."

She considered this for a moment. "I'm sorry Professor, I just…Well I don't know how well I would react to being back in the building where my f-father was k-killed…"

"I understand your reasons for uncertainty, but I am unsure if you have heard of the Ministries new law."

"New law?" Colette wondered. She didn't get the Daily Prophet.

"Yes, all witches and wizards are required to have a diploma from a wizarding school to hold a job," McGonagall recited.

"I…see," she didn't really need a job or money. But feeling fulfilled…graduating from her seventh year of Hogwarts…the temptation was too much. "I'd like to return to Hogwarts ma'am."

The Headmistresses mouth twitched slightly, maybe a hint of a smile, and she nodded her head in agreement.

Colette slumped into the chair and sat unmoving, for an hour after her new headmistress left. Stupid….stupid. Why did she want to go to school again? Wasn't what's-his-name there? That git of a boy who's been called the "savior of the wizarding world" Harry Bloody Potter, and his rather tall and stupid side kick…Mr. Blood Traitor er…Ron Weasel?

Again, Travis flew in from the open kitchen window and hopped over into the living room. Colette gave another exasperated sigh…he was holding another letter.

so, i know this chapter's a little boring, and to be honest i'm not that happy with it either. but if i get umm lets say three reviews? i'll post the next chapter!

sorry if there was any typos, plz review and tell me where they are