Disclaimer: I only own the plot line, Alina Ward and characters you may not recognise. Everything else is thanks to the wonderful and imaginative J.K. Rowling.
Chapter One
"Come down to the party, there are plenty of kids down there that are near your own age." Alina's mother shouted from outside the locked, bedroom door.
"Mum! I feel too dressed up! Not to mention that this dress is completely ridiculous. I can't believe you bought this for me. I mean seriously, who would design a dress like this?" Alina shouted to her mother. She was staring down at the deep purple, mermaid styled dress that had peacock feathers randomly placed and different shaped and coloured jewels lining the top. The one shoulder strap was wide and placed on it was probably the biggest feather of all.
"That dress was very expensive young lady! Besides this is what happens when you under dress for these kind of dinner parties." Her mother told her.
"What if I promise to pick out a nice dress?" Alina asked. She refused to walk out of her room wearing this dreaded dress.
"No. Not this time. Now come out of your room before I make you come out," Her mother threatened, "You've already had your chances of dressing yourself."
Alina rolled her eyes and scoffed at her mother's decision. She hated when her mother made a fuss about her clothes, which was most of the time. Her mother just didn't understand her fashion sense.
"Don't make me get my wand out or you will be sorry." Alina's mum stated sternly.
"Fine." Alina huffed and opened the door. She slowly came out from behind the door. Her dark brown hair was curled and was up in a half-do with her side bangs swept to the side. Her makeup was perfect. Her olive skin was flawless and she had put a spell on her black eyeliner and mascara so that they wouldn't run, her lips were shiny and shimmery from her treasured peach lip-gloss, and her cheeks held a slight pink tint.
"Darling, you look absolutely stunning," Mrs. Ward told her daughter, "Now." She paused for a second before continuing. "Let me see your shoes."
Alina rolled her eyes, but showed her mom anyways. She peeked her foot from out under the dress to show off a pair of silver high heels.
"Perfect. Go down and have some fun dear." Her mother told her and walked away to leave Alina standing there for a second before she followed her mother down the steps into the entrance hallway of the Ward's manor.
"Ms. Ward how are you?" an all too familiar voice asked.
"Well, hello there Mr. Krum. I am well, thanks for asking. How about yourself?" Alina asked her cousin Viktor Krum, who smirked at her.
Whenever the two met up at fancy dinner parties they were on their best behavior. It was their way of mocking all the other adults that surrounded them.
"Ah, that is good to hear," he told her as he politely took her hand when she was on the last step and kissed it, "I am quite well, happy that I get to see you one last time before you leave for Hogwarts."
"Why are you so happy about me going to Hogwarts? Surely you aren't happy to see me go. There must be a girl there or something that you fancy." I said.
Viktor blushed, but turned away from his cousin as he lead her into the great hall where a bunch of people were talking and getting something to eat, while there were waiters serving drinks and coming around with small appetizers and sweets.
"I enjoyed staying there during the Tri-Wizard Tournament. But, not everyone is as nice as they would like you to believe. They simply act that way to your face and try to suck up."
"Well, you're famous so that really isn't anything new. People are always sucking up to you. And come off it, we all know there's a girl involved. You write to her regularly!" Alina told her cousin.
She had seen the many photos of him with the girls from Hogwarts- and also Beauxbatons' girls. But there was only one girl who he always wrote to. Just one and he never mentioned her name.
"Whatever, how has your holiday been?"
"Don't try to change the topic on me."
"That well? Sounds fun. Been playing a bit of Quidditch have-"
"Alina? Alina Ward?" a young, blond guy asked. He wasn't exactly young, he was around Alina's age. He was tall, skinny but muscular with clear, pale blue eyes and bleach blond hair.
"Yes, that would be me." Alina said as she watched her cousin walk away to go and talk to someone else that he knew.
"I'm Draco. Draco Malfoy. It's nice to finally meet you. We'll be going to Hogwarts together." Draco told her.
Alina smiled, "That's wonderful! Do you like it there?"
"It's alright. The teachers are a bit wack- especially Dumbledore and a lot of students are just a bunch of blithering idiots." Draco told her with a sneer.
Alina rolled her eyes, "Just great. Just what I need- more wacked up teachers. Except I have heard that Dumbledore is quite brilliant."
Draco lowered his voice, "Brilliant but a complete lunatic," he stopped whispering, "And he completely favors Potter and his gang."
"Potter? As in Harry Potter?"
"Yes, that would be him. He's nothin' special though." Draco said.
"Interesting," Alina continued, "What do you mean his 'gang'?"
"Well everyone at Hogwarts refers to Potter and his two sidekicks, Weasley and Granger, as the Golden Trio. A bit pathetic if you ask me."
Alina nodded her head understandingly, "So they're like the popular clique in all the muggle movies?"
Draco gave Alina a questioning look at which she just shrugged at. There was an awkward pause before Draco opened his mouth again to speak.
"So, I've heard rumors that your parents went to Hogwarts, and your grandparents. Why didn't you go there?"
"Ah, I was wondering when someone would ask me that- yes thank you that would be lovely." Alina said as one of the waiters came by to offer a drink. "Well you see," she continued after taking a quick sip, "We moved to France, well we were basically on the border between France and Italy, when I was eleven and a half- yes I know, late birthday. So, instead of Hogwarts sending me a letter to join them I got a letter from Beauxbatons Academy of Magic."
"But I didn't see you during the Tri-Wizard Tournament." Draco interrupted.
"No, no- that's because, well you see during that year I got into some trouble and I had to have a private tutor come and teach me. Actually, I had about three, but still."
"What sort of trouble?"
"That, I shall not mention." Alina told him.
"Oh darling, there you are! We were just looking for you."Alina's father exclaimed as he quickly walked up to his daughter. His wife followed right behind him.
"We would like you to meet someone. Follow us." She said and grabbed Alina's hand as she pulled her away from Draco and towards another boy around her age with black hair and bright blue eyes.
"Draco, it's nice to see you again. How are you?" Mr. Ward asked and the two walked away, going to look for Lucius.
"Alina, this is Thomas. Thomas, Alina. You two are going to be at Hogwarts together!" Mrs. Ward exclaimed as Alina rolled her eyes at her mum's behavior. "Thomas is also transferring- hopefully you two will become great friends."
"Sorry 'bout her." Alina told Thomas as her mother walked away to chat to some elderly lady.
"It's all right. So, what year will you be in?" Thomas asked, grabbing a small piece of cheese offered to him.
"I'll be in my fifth year. What about you?" she asked, shaking her at the waiter.
"Same here!" He exclaimed, "I'm just worried about being sorted though. My cousins go there and all of them are sorted in Hufflepuff, but what if I don't get sorted into that house? They've been joking around about it, but it worries me."
Alina smiled a reassuring smile at him, "I'm sure you'll be fine. There's no guarantee of what house you'll be in, but each house has its upside."
"They all hate Slytherin though, except for my mum though- she was in Slytherin. My dad didn't go to Hogwarts so he doesn't understand. Anyways, what house was your family mostly in?"
"My mom was in Slytherin, but my dad was in Ravenclaw. And two of my aunts were in Hufflepuff, but their children weren't- well except one. One of them married a muggle- so he doesn't really know anything about it and the other's husband was in Gryffindor. And my uncle was also in Ravenclaw. So, our family has been in every house."
Thomas was staring at Alina with wide eyes, "Bloody hell. So I guess it wouldn't really matter what house you got sorted into."
"No, no not really. Mother is hoping that I'll be in Slytherin- she can see it happening she tells me so. But she knows that might not be the case. I'm also very intelligent and I love to read, so it could be Ravenclaw. But I guess we'll just have to see what happens."
Thomas smiled, "Maybe we'll be in the same house. Although- I don't think I'm quite Slytherin material. Maybe Ravenclaw though. I love reading as well and my marks are quite outstanding."
"Lovely. Hopefully and if we're not we should hang out anyways." She smiled.
"Definitely." He told her and they continued to talk about other things that they liked to do.
Eventually they moved into the parlor where there were a lot less people. When they opened the doors they were met with stares from the older guests that had come to get away from all the loud noise.
"So tell me again what happened? Did you loss the match or did you make up for it?" Alina asked. They were talking about a game of Quidditch that Thomas had played over the summer that hadn't begun or ended in a good way.
"We won, but every member had at least one broken bone in their body. One had to even go out and buy a new broom 'cause he smashed it."
"Blimey. I've never seen a game of Quidditch go down like that. I know Quidditch is a brutal game, but never have I seen that much violence! I've once been to a game where it lasted weeks though, but never something as brutal as that." Alina couldn't believe it. "Were you playing with muggers and criminals?"
"No, bloody hell no! I'm not insane- I wouldn't ask a bunch of strangers out on the street to come and play a round of Quidditch with us."
"Alina. Thomas." Lucius Malfoy nodded curtly, walking into the parlor, "Alina your parents have been looking everywhere for you. They want you to go into the great hall, they have a cake there for you to celebrate."
Alina stood up right away, her dress making a whishing noise, "Thank you Mr. Malfoy. Oh and I met your son tonight, he was very polite." She told him as she walked out with Thomas following behind her.
Hey guys! Here's the first chapter, I hope you all liked it(: Please tell me if there was anything I could change or any grammar/spelling mistakes that I missed, I would appreciate that very much. Anyways, the next chapter should be up soon because I already have it typed up.
-Kathleen
