Chapter 1
You would think that being a wizard would be pretty wicked. Ha, pun intended. Anyways, you'd think it to be all fun and games, but it really isn't. In fact, for me, it's more of a curse. I'm being sent off to some wizard school called Hogwarts. I know that the boy who lives goes to school there, but I'm not to fond of him. In fact, I loathe him.
I'm more of a dark arts wizard. I accidentally killed my friends dog when he got me angry. I also killed a teacher once, but that wasn't really much of an accident. All I did was make that bus driver fall asleep and make him hit my teacher. That's what you get when you give me an F. No one knew it was me, however. They all thought it was that bus driver's fault. He ended up going to jail for murder and unsafe driving.
My uncle led me through Diagon Ally to get my school supplies and such. I got an owl as a pet. I also got a really cool looking wand. It was made of pixie wings, a dragons tooth, and phoenix down. When we finished shopping, he led me to the train station where other students were waiting.
"Now nephew," He said sternly. My uncle is a very strict and scary man. He has white hair that falls around his face to his shoulders and emerald eyes that glare into your soul. His face was always in a frown and wrinkly. He always wore a black robe with green lining. "Remember not to kill anyone. Or anything. Just, be careful alright?" I rolled my eyes and stomped over to platform 9 3/4. I ran through the pillar with my belongings. My eyes widened with amazement.
There were hundreds of students in the plaza. Woods and clear open skies surrounded us. Creatures I've never seen before soared above and marched through the woods. A train was sitting on the tracks loading wizards. I stepped on, looking for an empty compartment to sit at. I found one on the third car. I put my things away and sat down by the window, gazing at the meadow.
The door to the compartment opened and I looked up to see who opened it. A boy about my age with slicked back platinum blond hair and black and green robes stared at me. He had a snake in a cage and several suitcases. His light blue eyes stared at me with awe and annoyance. "What are you doing in here?" He spat. I frowned. "Obviously waiting to leave the plaza. What are you doing in here?" The boy sneered and began to put his things away. "Obviously doing the same as you." When he finished, he sat down across from me, looking at me up and down. "What's your name?"
"Lysander Black. And you are...?"
"Draco Malfoy." I nodded and looked back out of the window. "Are you a pure-blood?" Draco asked. I looked at him confused. "Excuse me?" He sneered again. "Is your family half muggle or full blooded wizards?" I shrugged. "Pure blood I think. I live with my muggle of an uncle so I have no clue. My mother died when I was young in a car accident and my father disappeared." The boy nodded and I went back to looking out the window. The train jolted foreword and began to move at a slow pace, gradually getting faster.
"What's Hogwarts like?" I looked at Draco who was stuffing his face with candy. I chuckled as he shoved the food away in the seat next to him and wiped his mouth with the back of his hand. "It's really big and old. If you go into Slytherin, you'll have all the cool dark arts teachers. Gryffendor and the rest of them get all the lame ones." I laughed. "Sounds like fun. Can't wait."
"There are a lot of hot girls there too." This made me raise an eyebrow. I leaned foreword and Draco did the same. "Like who?" A smile played on Draco's face. "There's this girl named Vanessa who's like a goddess or something. Oh, so is..." The list of chicks went on and on. Draco described what they look like, how they smell, how smart they are. I made a mental list and told myself to keep an eye out for them all.
A sudden knock on the door shut us up. "Come in." The door opened and a little old lady with a cart came in. "Sweets?" I felt drool begin to come on. I nodded and pulled out some cash. Draco stopped me with a wave of his hand. "I'll pay for it." I raised an eyebrow. "But-"
"You don't have the right kind of money anyways." I looked down at my Euros. Then I looked at Draco's hands. Coins. Gold coins. I sighed and slipped my money back into my pocket. When the lady with the cart finally left, Draco had gotten one of everything. "Here, try these." He handed me a box that was labeled Bertie Bott's Every Flavor Beans. I opened it and peered inside. I grabbed a green bean and popped it into my mouth. I spit it out immediately, wiping my tongue on the back of my hand. "Ugh! Gross! Bloody hell!" I looked up at Draco who had burst into laughter. He was holding his sides and his face was puffy and red. "You ate the green one?" I nodded, holding my tongue out. He laughed even harder. "What'd it taste like?"
"Vomit!"
"You idiot!" When Draco calmed down he sat back up and explained, "It's Bertie Bott's EVERY Flavor Beans. There could be one that tastes like poop in there. Vomit's the worst though! I can't believe you ate it as your first one you doop!" He burst into laughter again. I folded my arms across my chest. I glared at Draco with all my might, but soon I couldn't help but laugh too.
"Have you ever eaten the vomit one?" I asked him. He nodded. "Many times. I don't usually look at what I'm putting into my mouth." I chuckled. "Wow. What a fail." Draco rolled his eyes and smiled. "What house do you think you'll get into?" I shrugged. "I'm hoping for Slytherin. I practice the dark arts when no one's looking. I actually killed a few things before." Malfoy laughed and asked, "Oh really? What'd you kill?"
"My friend's dog and my biology teacher." His eyes got wide. "You killed a muggle?!" I nodded. Draco began to clap. "Well done my friend. Even though it's against the law to kill a muggle, good job."
"Wait, it's against the law?"
"Yeah, you didn't know that?" I shook my head. "Maybe that's why they didn't put you on trial." Draco popped a purple bean into his mouth. I looked out the window and found it was starting to get dark. "Wow it's dark already. How much longer until we arrive?"
"About another day or two." My eyes widened. "Seriously?" Draco smirked and said, "Why in such a hurry kid? You don't enjoy my company?" I laughed. "You're actually the only person that's talked to me today. Everyone else averted their eyes in fear. Am I that grotesque looking?" I joked. "You're actually pretty good looking if you ask me; but nothing compared to my beauty." I rolled my eyes.
"Hey how old are you?"
"I'll be 16 tomorrow. Why?" Malfoy shrugged and said, "You're in my year. So if you're in Slytherin, then we'll have the same room and classes." I smiled. "Awesome!" We both looked out the window into darkness. There was another knock at the door. This person didn't wait for either of us to say enter. A tall, chubby man with a long brown beard and hair entered our compartment. "Malfoy and..." The tall man looked me over. "Who are ya?"
"Lysander Black." The man nodded. "The name's Hagrid. I see that you are a new student. Tomorrow you can walk around the train if you'd like. Meet some other students. Anyways, lights out in five minutes boys." I glanced over at Malfoy who was glaring at the man. "Whatever Hagrid." Draco waved the man away. Hagrid rolled his eyes and left the compartment. We began to set up our sleeping quarters by putting some pillows and blankets on the benches that the lady with the cart had given us. I laid down as did my friend.
"Well, good night Lysander."
"Good night Draco."
"Call me Malfoy." I smiled and said, "Okay. Good night Malfoy." He smiled back and clapped, activating the light switch. The lights went off and the compartment was flooded with darkness. I closed my eyes and drifted off into a deep slumber.
The next morning I found Malfoy munching on some waffles. He pointed to the table beside me which held some waffles. I smiled and grabbed the plate. "Thanks."
"No problem. The syrup is over here by me if you need it." I ate my waffles in silence. When I finished I put the empty plate on the table and began to dress myself. I was a bit self conscious with Malfoy watching me curiously. I mean, I've got a great body but it's probably nothing compared to his. I heard clanking of plates and looked over to see him putting his plate on top of mine and dressing as well. His chest was perfectly chiseled, his six-pack looking like a washboard. I quickly looked away, my cheeks flushed.
"Dude, how are you so ripped?" I turned and saw Malfoy looking me up and down.I blushed as he looked me over. Was he checking me out? "I run in the class also helps." Malfoy smirked and muttered something. I shrugged to myself. After I was dressed I walked out into the hall of the car. There were some students up and about. A girl with long, choppy black hair bumped into me. "Hey watch-"
She stopped talking when she looked up at my face. Her eyes were hazel, with what looked like a hint of orange. Freckles fell across her nose. Her lips were turned down in a small frown. She looked to be about my age, maybe a little younger. "Sorry I, uh, bumped into you." She apologized, rubbing her arm. I gave her a small smile. "It's alright, no biggy." She smiled back and continued to where she was going. I watched as she walked toward the back of the train.
"Lysander." I jumped violently and turned, finding Malfoy standing behind me, following my gaze. "What?"
"You know who that was right? That girl?" I shook my head. "Her name is Lavender Rose. She's from the Gryffendor house." When Lavender disappeared from my vision, I smirked. "Gryffendor aye? Hmmm..." The wheels inside my head began to turn. If she's in Gryffendor, and I go into Slytherin...we'd be like rivals. I do not want that.
"She's gorgeous..." Draco glanced at me questioningly. I blushed and pretended to be interested with something on my shoes. "You've got your first crush already? On someone from Gryffendor? What happened to that dark kid I just met last night?" I didn't looked at my friend, I only shrugged in response. I blushed harder and turned away from him completely. I began to walk toward's the back of the train. Malfoy followed after me.
"Dude I was just teasing you. Chill." I smiled at him. I nudged him with my elbow in the ribs and said, "You got any ladies you're chasing after?" Malfoy smirked. "As a matter of fact..."
"Draco!" I high pitched voice squealed. We both turned and saw a short girl with short brown hair running up to us, her robes flying behind her as she ran. She ran into Malfoy's arms. He lifted her up and twirled her around while she kissed him. A pang of loneliness crept it's way into my heart. I shook it away.
When Malfoy set her down, she clung to him as if she were a fur coat. I rolled my eyes. I don't like her already. "Gwin, this is my friend Lysander. Lysander, this is my girlfriend Gwin." Gwin shot me a look of disgust, whereas I sent her an evil smile. The one I gave people when I thought about killing them. "Nice to meet you." She spat. I snickered. "Nice to meet you too." I said mockingly. She rolled her eyes and turned her attention back to Malfoy. "Baby I miss you." This time I rolled my eyes. I need to go somewhere not here. Anymore of her and I'll throw her off the freaking train.
I began to walk toward the back of the train. I peered inside an open compartment where two boys and a girl with ginger hair sat. One boy had short, black hair with round glasses. A scar the shape of a lightning bolt was engraved into his forehead. He must be the boy who lived. The other boy was also a ginger with some freckles on his cheeks. The girl's hair was long and frizzy. They all wore long black robes over top the school uniform. Their ties were orange and black. Hmph, Malfoy's was green and black. So was Gwin's.
The girl caught me looking at them and blushed. My face went red and I looked away, pretending to look out the window in the hall. "Hello?" I turned to them again, acting surprised. "Uhm, yeah?"
"What's your name? I don't think I've seen you around Hogwarts. Are you new?" I nodded. "My name's Lysander Black." The girl waved me in. I hesitated. The boy who lived was staring at me intently, making me uncomfortable. The girl noticed this, and slapped his cheek. "Ow! Hermione!" The boy rubbed where the girl they call Hermione slapped him. "Harry it's rude to stare!" She turned her attention back to me. "My name is Hermione Granger. This is Harry Potter, and-"
"Ron Weasley!" The ginger boy said eagerly. I smiled at his enthusiasm. Hermione sat back down and patted the seat next to her. "Don't worry," She said, amused, "I don't bite."
"Yeah, but her cat does." Ron muttered. I chuckled and took the seat beside her across from Harry. I caught him glancing at me ever now and then. When I would, he would blush and turn away. I thought only girls did that.
"What's your pet Lysander?" Ron asked me. "An owl. I haven't got a name for it yet."
"Ooooh! Name it Lupin!"
"Lupin?" The boy nodded eagerly. "I love that name! I want to name one of my kids that one day." Hermione rolled her eyes at this. "I'd feel bad for the kid." This cause Ron to pout and me to chuckle. She shot me a friendly smile. "How about Percy?" She suggested. I smiled."Sounds good."
Someone cleared their throat. We all looked at the door. Malfoy was leaning against the frame, glaring at us. "Lysander, what are you doing hanging around these mutts?" He spat out mutts as if it were poison. I flinched, taken aback. I looked over at Hermione, whose lips were in a tight line. "He's making friends with us Malfoy. Get lost." Malfoy laughed and grabbed my arm, pulling me to my feet. "Ha! He was my friend first. I don't understand why he's even talking to you worms."
"You're such a selfish bastard Draco!" Hemione growled, standing with her fists clenched. Draco acted hurt by her words. "And I thought we were friends!" He pretended to cry. I ripped my arm out of his grasp, surprising him. "What'd they ever do to you Malfoy?" He glared and me and pointed to Harry. "He ruined me!" With that, he stomped back to our compartment. Ron, Harry, and Hermione all stared at me in shock.
"He's such a jerk." Hermione muttered with a frown, crossing her arms over her chest and sitting back down. Sighing, I sat back down beside her. "I wonder what his problem is today. He was totally fine yesterday."
"Yesterday?" Harry questioned, raising an eyebrow. That was the first time he had spoken to me the entire time I was here. I squirmed uncomfortably in my seat. "Yeah. We share a compartment. I mean, it's not like I can kick him out. I wanted to be alone for the train ride but he walked in and made himself cozy. We talked for a long time and became friends." They all stared at me again. I shifted my gaze to my shoes.
"I feel so bad for you!" Ron exclaimed. I looked up and smiled at him. "It's going to be so awkward now." I sighed and looked out the window. We were passing woods still.
"How much longer until we get to the school?" I asked, changing the subject. "We don't know. Usually it doesn't take this long." Hermione answered. I nodded. An awkward moment passed in silence.
"So," Harry began, "Tell us about yourself! Like you said, you're new. So we want to know what makes you tick." I smiled. And I thought I loathed the boy.
Well actually, I'm warming up to him a little. I'm still not fond of him, but he seems like an okay kid. I told them everything that I had told Malfoy the night before. They all wore looks of terror when I finished. "S-so you're a murderer?" Ron whispered. I nodded sadly. "Yes, but I can explain. Whenever I get angry, things happen. I can't really explain it. Which is why my uncle sent me here. To Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardly." I said proudly. "Where are your parents?" Harry asked. My expression fell and my face went dark.
"Uhm...my mom died in a car accident and well...my father disappeared after that..." I felt so weird talking about my parents to other people. I don't know why, but I feel so...so ashamed of them. No one spoke after that. My gaze fell back to my shoes. I felt a hand on my shoulder. Looking up, I found it belonged to Hermione. "It's okay Lysander. I'm sure your father will turn up someday." I sneered. I looked back outside and found it was getting dark. I frowned and looked at my watch. It's only noon. Why's it so dark?
The compartment door slammed shut, making us all jumped. The window beside me began to frost over. I touched it and pulled away immediately. It was ice cold. I looked over at Harry, whose face went pale. Ron and Hermione glanced nervously at each other. Ron nodded to her and took out his wand which had tape wrapped around it's middle. Hermione did the same, as did Harry. I frowned, wishing I could take out my own wand. I had left it back in my compartment. They all looked ready for a fight. What would there be to fight anyways?
Suddenly, a creature dressed in black hit the window. I screamed, making my friends scream too. Hagrid showed up at the door, looking concerned. "Everything alright Harry?" Harry nodded. "Yep. We just uh...got started by something is all." Hagrid nodded and left. We all breathed a sigh of relief. Well, somewhat relieved.
The creature showed up again, trying to get through the glass. The lights on the train began to flicker. We felt the train begin to slow until we came to a complete stop. "Dementors." Harry whispered. I raised an eyebrow. "Don't sit so close to the window." Ron instructed. I shuffled away from it until my knees brushed Hermione's. I blushed. Dang it now is not the time for that! Another Dementor showed up at the window, but it didn't leave. In fact, it went through the window into the compartment.
Lysander.
Was that thing calling my name?
The creature looked directly at me. I looked at my friends for help, but they were frozen. I gasped and looked at my watched. Time had stopped. Looking back at the Dementor, I gulped.
Lysander.
I shook my head. "No!" I said, trying to hold my ground. My head began to throb. Evey muscle in my body ached. I screamed out in pain. I glared at the Dementor, who was just standing there, staring at me. I felt myself become light headed. I slipped off the bench and onto the floor. I held my head in my hands as I fell to my knees. "Lysander!" A familiar voice called. Gritting my teeth, I looked up at a blinding light. I shielded my eyes for a moment.
Lysander. The voice was a women's voice, one that I don't recognize. A women appeared through the light. She wore a long white dress. She looked just like me. Black hair and piercing green eyes. Realization swept over me. "Mother?" I asked through clenched teeth.
The pain in my head was becoming unbearable. I was soon sprawled out onto my stomach, clutching the carpet with my hands. I let out one last cry of pain before going unconscious.