Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter or anything related to it.
A/N: I want to thank Claire (Mizneep on FF.net) for beta-ing and making my account for me!
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Students and Parents/Guardians:
Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry has made a slight change in the schedule. Instead of having the usual two houses for a class, there will be one-fourth of students from every house attending one class. I hope this does not prove as an inconvienience for you.
Sincerely,
Albus Dumbledore
Headmaster of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry
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The commotion in the great hall was louder than normal. Word was in that there was going to be a new transfer student. She was already a fifth year student and about 15 years old, and, according to the rumor going around, very strange. It was how she got transferred, even if it was only for a year, for rumor, it was so she could learn a new lesson.
"Who do you think this mysterious new girl is, a demon?" Harry turned to ask Ron, who simply shrugged his shoulders.
"I don't know, maybe she was horibly disfigured at birth and was teased so much they had to send her here so she could actually learn. If that's the case - I hope she doesn't end up with Malfoy in Slytherin," he said in his thick British accent.
"You both are looking at it the wrong way. She is probably an over-achiever and they need to send her here so she could be challenged." Hermione cut in.
"Of course you would think that, then you would wish she was in Gryffindor so she could study and such with you." Ron replied.
"It's just obvious that she is probably not challenged enough, so she has to come here and -" Hermione was cut off as the new first years started to arrive, led by Professor McGonagall. Behind them was a new student that towered over the first years. She had long black hair, very pale skin, ice blue eyes, a narrow figure, and looked around nervously as she kept her pace behind the first year students. The girl was wearing a typical uniform: a plaid skirt that went down a little past her knees, a black vest with a white blouse underneath, and a long black robe. Both Ron and Harry immediately ruled out their theories. Hermione glared at them and gave them one of those smug 'I told you so' grins. The ordering of the new students went fast and the old hat's song was different than before, but the new girl didn't seem all that impressed and even bit her lip to keep from saying something when it said "I'll eat myself if you can find a smarter hat than me."
"All right, everyone. I don't know how, but word has crept out that there is a new transfer student. Well... there is. Her name is Katrina DelaVon, and she will be treated with respect, as everyone should be." Professor McGonagall said as she glared at the students over her half moon glasses. "Katrina, come here, please, and put on the hat." She smiled at the girl, even though the smile was strained and false. Katrina bowed her head gracefully and did as she was told.
It was long moments before the hat spoke again. The entire time Hermione was crossing her fingers and hoping it would be Gryffindor, however, her hopes proved false.
"Ravenclaw!" the hat bellowed at last - the table of Ravenclaw erupted in cheers.
Katrina did not smile but strode gracefully toward the table and found herself a seat.
The meal went along as usual. It sprung up and the first years gasped in surprise, but Katrina still was unimpressed. She sat up straight in her chair and ate very little, only water and some seafood.
"That's a strange girl all right; look, she's not eating a thing." Ron said, pointing, his mouth full of barbequed chicken wings.
"Well, maybe she just doesn't want to get fat or something." Hermione replied, still sore about Katrina not being in Gryffindor. "I should go talk to her later in the halls."
"But, she's not in Gryffindor, and she's new. You know nothing about her and yet you want to meet her. Why?" Harry said. "What makes you think she is going to be so perfect?"
"I don't!" Hermione retorted. "It's just that, how do you know she's not? I mean, it's not like she's evil, right? I just have this compelling urge to run up to her and be her friend. I can't explain why, I just do."
"I think I know what you mean." Harry said, "Have you noticed that she is so quiet? She hasn't spoken a word since she has got here. I know, she probably is just one of those quiet people, but I always get this creepy feeling when I look at her. At least, right after she got sorted, I started to realize I got a creepy feeling when I looked at her."
"Or even if you look into her eyes. They remind me of the sea or ocean. And when you add that to the fact that she's only eating seafood and only drinking water..." Ron had finally got his mouth emptied (and a few plates of food) and let the end of the sentence hang in the air as he looked at the other two with a curious expression.
"Hmmmmm. I think we should be playing spy on her." There was silence for a while.
"Oh, come on, you two," Hermione said, breaking the silence. "She's just a girl, get over it. However, I think we should play spy on her. To find out exactly why she is here, at the least."
Katrina smiled inwardly. She heard the entire conversation. She pulled back her magic from the air to continue poking at her food. A boy at the table, who was trying to make her laugh, thought she smiled at him and his jokes.
"Hey, there we go, a smile!" he said. Encouraged, he started to do a hilarious victory dance. Katrina instantly sobered and her face darkened, the boy stopped, got wide-eyed, took a deep breath, and sat back down on the bench. Katrina smoothed her face back to a calm one and took a swig of water. Dumbledore did his normal speech, the Forbidden Forest rules and the student hours and such.
Katrina made a mental note to explore the Forbidden forest after hours in the dark alone. She wasn't afraid of the dark, nor any animals that lurked there. She also made a mental note to speak to these 'spies' that were being spied upon themselves. They were in for a surprise.
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Review, please! And email me about the story if you want to. CIrene270@aol.com. Chapter 2 will be up tomorrow because I already have more than 20 chapters written!!
Bye,
Clarissa
A/N: I want to thank Claire (Mizneep on FF.net) for beta-ing and making my account for me!
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Students and Parents/Guardians:
Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry has made a slight change in the schedule. Instead of having the usual two houses for a class, there will be one-fourth of students from every house attending one class. I hope this does not prove as an inconvienience for you.
Sincerely,
Albus Dumbledore
Headmaster of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry
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The commotion in the great hall was louder than normal. Word was in that there was going to be a new transfer student. She was already a fifth year student and about 15 years old, and, according to the rumor going around, very strange. It was how she got transferred, even if it was only for a year, for rumor, it was so she could learn a new lesson.
"Who do you think this mysterious new girl is, a demon?" Harry turned to ask Ron, who simply shrugged his shoulders.
"I don't know, maybe she was horibly disfigured at birth and was teased so much they had to send her here so she could actually learn. If that's the case - I hope she doesn't end up with Malfoy in Slytherin," he said in his thick British accent.
"You both are looking at it the wrong way. She is probably an over-achiever and they need to send her here so she could be challenged." Hermione cut in.
"Of course you would think that, then you would wish she was in Gryffindor so she could study and such with you." Ron replied.
"It's just obvious that she is probably not challenged enough, so she has to come here and -" Hermione was cut off as the new first years started to arrive, led by Professor McGonagall. Behind them was a new student that towered over the first years. She had long black hair, very pale skin, ice blue eyes, a narrow figure, and looked around nervously as she kept her pace behind the first year students. The girl was wearing a typical uniform: a plaid skirt that went down a little past her knees, a black vest with a white blouse underneath, and a long black robe. Both Ron and Harry immediately ruled out their theories. Hermione glared at them and gave them one of those smug 'I told you so' grins. The ordering of the new students went fast and the old hat's song was different than before, but the new girl didn't seem all that impressed and even bit her lip to keep from saying something when it said "I'll eat myself if you can find a smarter hat than me."
"All right, everyone. I don't know how, but word has crept out that there is a new transfer student. Well... there is. Her name is Katrina DelaVon, and she will be treated with respect, as everyone should be." Professor McGonagall said as she glared at the students over her half moon glasses. "Katrina, come here, please, and put on the hat." She smiled at the girl, even though the smile was strained and false. Katrina bowed her head gracefully and did as she was told.
It was long moments before the hat spoke again. The entire time Hermione was crossing her fingers and hoping it would be Gryffindor, however, her hopes proved false.
"Ravenclaw!" the hat bellowed at last - the table of Ravenclaw erupted in cheers.
Katrina did not smile but strode gracefully toward the table and found herself a seat.
The meal went along as usual. It sprung up and the first years gasped in surprise, but Katrina still was unimpressed. She sat up straight in her chair and ate very little, only water and some seafood.
"That's a strange girl all right; look, she's not eating a thing." Ron said, pointing, his mouth full of barbequed chicken wings.
"Well, maybe she just doesn't want to get fat or something." Hermione replied, still sore about Katrina not being in Gryffindor. "I should go talk to her later in the halls."
"But, she's not in Gryffindor, and she's new. You know nothing about her and yet you want to meet her. Why?" Harry said. "What makes you think she is going to be so perfect?"
"I don't!" Hermione retorted. "It's just that, how do you know she's not? I mean, it's not like she's evil, right? I just have this compelling urge to run up to her and be her friend. I can't explain why, I just do."
"I think I know what you mean." Harry said, "Have you noticed that she is so quiet? She hasn't spoken a word since she has got here. I know, she probably is just one of those quiet people, but I always get this creepy feeling when I look at her. At least, right after she got sorted, I started to realize I got a creepy feeling when I looked at her."
"Or even if you look into her eyes. They remind me of the sea or ocean. And when you add that to the fact that she's only eating seafood and only drinking water..." Ron had finally got his mouth emptied (and a few plates of food) and let the end of the sentence hang in the air as he looked at the other two with a curious expression.
"Hmmmmm. I think we should be playing spy on her." There was silence for a while.
"Oh, come on, you two," Hermione said, breaking the silence. "She's just a girl, get over it. However, I think we should play spy on her. To find out exactly why she is here, at the least."
Katrina smiled inwardly. She heard the entire conversation. She pulled back her magic from the air to continue poking at her food. A boy at the table, who was trying to make her laugh, thought she smiled at him and his jokes.
"Hey, there we go, a smile!" he said. Encouraged, he started to do a hilarious victory dance. Katrina instantly sobered and her face darkened, the boy stopped, got wide-eyed, took a deep breath, and sat back down on the bench. Katrina smoothed her face back to a calm one and took a swig of water. Dumbledore did his normal speech, the Forbidden Forest rules and the student hours and such.
Katrina made a mental note to explore the Forbidden forest after hours in the dark alone. She wasn't afraid of the dark, nor any animals that lurked there. She also made a mental note to speak to these 'spies' that were being spied upon themselves. They were in for a surprise.
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Review, please! And email me about the story if you want to. CIrene270@aol.com. Chapter 2 will be up tomorrow because I already have more than 20 chapters written!!
Bye,
Clarissa