Gryffindor Grime and Slytherin Slime.
**Disclaimer** By no means is this work intended for profit or anything illegal. Copyright to J.K and her fantastic imagination that inspired generations.
A/N: This story is in progress, and while it sometimes doesn't seem like it, it does have a very big underlying plot. Why else would I still be updating without reviews? Haha.
The reason why the story is called Gryffindor Grime and Slytherin Slime, not because alliteration and rhyming is awesome, but because there is a fine line between personalities. None are good, every one is tainted in some way.
Gryffindor Grime and Slytherin Slime
Standing in the corner of the platform of nine and three quarters Enry White plucked her kitten from her mother's hands and put him on her shoulder. It was a birthday present for just freshly turning fifteen.
It was extremely awkward for her parents to even be seeing her off on the Hogwarts Express, but she knew much better than to ask them why they had come. All around them students queued up to board the train. Farewell kisses and hugs were being given, but her parents would hardly make such a public display of affection.
Her father did surprise her however, patting her gruffly on the shoulder. He was an extremely tall man with a narrow pointed face. Giving him the appearance of an older man was his brilliantly white hair that pointed out in nearly every direction even though it was cropped short. "I've given you a little bit of reading material that I can bet will not be found in that collection of storybooks they call a library there." He indicated slightly to her trunk.
Fival, her milky yellow kitten meowed in curiosity at the sound of the Hogwarts Train whistling. Enry's hand reached up to her shoulder and scratched his chin without taking her eyes off her father. His eyes were dark, nearly black if you looked at them from a distance. They were always hard to read and never showed any indication of having changed emotions. However, be it her imagination or her longing, she thought she spotted a glint of affection for her.
Her mother however, had bright blue eyes and long black hair. "Try and make some friends this year, Enry. You have put an odd reputation to the name of White." She looked down at her child with something of disgrace and Enry knew exactly what the problem was. No matter how many friends she would make, pureblood or not, her mother would still think of her as a thing of disgrace.
The problem was, the name of White already carried an odd reputation. For centuries the White family carried only males. The male would have only one male son, who would have only one male son. The name of White was carried through generations of men who brought nothing but pureblood honor. With the name, also came brilliantly white hair and dark eyes, and it was an honor if a pureblood witch was able to marry into the White family. They were guaranteed immediate nobility within the community and would live their lives happily.
And it continued until the fateful day that her mother gave birth to a girl.
"I'm sorry sir, but I am definitely not mistaken. Look there. A wonderful, healthy, happy baby girl. Looks like she has your eyes…"
Thus the family had moved to Britain and sent the only female White to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.
Enry did not reply to her mother. She simply nodded and looked away down the platform to where familiar faces were all loading the train yet again.
Her father began lifting the luggage onto the last compartment of the train and into the overhead storage compartments. Once he was done he walked smoothly off the train and offered a hand up for his daughter. The train was beginning to move.
"Goodbye then. We expect you back for Christmas this year," her father said.
Gazing down at him in a peculiar fashion she nodded yet again. They didn't break eye contact until she could no longer make out where his eyes were in the crowd of people waving and shouting, and then she spun back into the compartment her father had put her luggage in.
It wasn't as if she hadn't tried making friends. The problem was that she had been sorted into Slytherin, and that house had seemed to have a terrifying reputation that made it impossible to make friends. However, she was not an outcast. She would have light talk with some of the students in her classes and she knew everybody's names in her grade, yet it just seemed like a lot of them didn't know she existed.
She took a seat onto the peeling compartment chair and set her kitten down onto her lap who stood rigidly as the train shook along the earth.
"It's okay, it's only a train." But Fival's tail did not go down.
Faced with the prospect of a very long journey, Enry decided to see what sort of reading material her father had faced her with.
"Head Boy!" Ginny exclaimed, draping an arm around her son who tried, and failed, to wriggle free. In the other arm, locked to her body, was their two-year-old son Sirius.
James shrugged and stared at his father, who only grinned at him. "I don't know how it happened. McGonagall must see something in you that we don't."
"Oh come off it," James said, now irritated. "I've got to get going now."
"We know, we know. Head Boy's have a lot of responsibility!" Harry teased, still grinning.
With a last kiss to his mother and a hug for his father, James walked away briskly, carrying his luggage, towards the front end of the train.
With their eldest son looked after, the two parents turned their attention to Lily and Albus.
"Rose, it's your fifth year now. Study hard and you will be rewarded in the end! Your career as a witch is based on this year," Hermione's voice spoke from just behind them.
Albus looked over at her and they exchanged an eye roll. "The same goes for you too, Albus," Ginny said sternly, catching him in mid roll.
"Yea yea right. Can we get going now?" Rose asked. Ron gave her a big bear hug and helped her with her luggage, but Albus stayed behind. His eyes were fixed at a distance far away, in the corner of the platform.
Ginny turned around to see what he was looking at, but could not trace it through the crowd of people. "Go on, Albus. We'll miss you lots. Look after your sister…"
"Hey! I don't need to be looked after," Lily interrupted with a sour look on her face. Her red hair seemed to sparkle with her anger.
Albus stopped focusing and nodded to his mother and father. "I'll look after her," he agreed and his mother and father both kissed him on the forehead and he was free to go. Lily followed soon after, almost getting lost in the crowd. Her trunk was already aboard the train, but Albus was dragging his and his cage onto the train. The moment after his trunk had been slid onto the Hogwarts Express, it roared to life and began moving.
"Bye! Remember to study!" Ginny said as she and Harry waved. Sirius was still locked to Ginny's hips, smiling. Like Albus, he had inherited both Harry's eyes and his unkempt black hair. However, Albus' vision was perfect.
"Bye Mum!" Rose said, appearing at Albus' side and waving to her mother right next to Ginny.
No sooner had they said their goodbyes, Lily was swept away into a compartment with her Gryffindoor friends. Rose was already looking thoroughly pumped. "You know I'd sit in a compartment with you," she said, looking a bit awkward. "But I'm a prefect, and as such I have certain responsibilities. I'll meet up with you later though!"
She gave him a quick hug.
"Fine then. Go and enforce rules," Albus said. He was clearly not hurt, nor was he sad. In fact, he was relieved and happy that it was happening like this. It would finally give him a chance.
Rose grinned and mopped a hand through his hair before turning around and walking along the hall to the front of the train.
Albus set off on his search of the compartments. Dragging his trunk and his owl's cage behind him he checked each and every compartment door. After he had interrupted snogging students, animated discussions, awkward silences, old friends wishing to have a word, and turning down several offers to join compartments, Albus finally reached the last one on the train.
He took a deep breathe, his heart racing a little, and pushed open the compartment door.
Several things happened at once. A ball of white fell to the floor, the light in the compartment went out, and a small furry thing latched itself onto his arm, claws digging powerfully.
"Lumos!" Albus said almost instantly. Light flew from his wand and poured into the compartment. The furry thing turned out to be a kitten and the ball of white…
With a horrid realization of what had happened Albus' stomach turned over and he dropped to the floor. "Are you alright? I'm really sorry… I-I didn't mean… I should have knocked but…"
"Sssh."
The ball of white rustled and a finger found his lips. His heart raced against his ribs, beating away wildly as if tired of being kept between bars so long.
"I hear something out there." Her voice was cool and calm. The figure of the girl sat and then pulled herself up. Albus nearly smacked himself for not offering a hand, but his moment of regret was over when the lights all came back on.
"No need to worry, it was only an accidental charm," came the voice of James Potter. Albus nearly jumped but he quickly realized that the voice was being cast throughout the whole train. "Students are reminded that there will be no magic on the train for the duration of the trip to Hogwarts, so all you eager little kiddies just have to wait, or you'll deal with me, and trust me, that won't be pretty. Little brother, that means you." The voice disappeared and Albus was momentarily puzzled.
Looking down he realized his wand was still lit. "Nox," Albus muttered stupidly. This was not at all how he had intended his entrance.
"Er… I'm sorr-" Albus started.
"It is alright. I should not have climbed so high." She pointed to her trunk that she had obviously been trying to retrieve before falling.
"I still should have knocked…" and then Albus remembered the mission. "I was only looking for a compartment. Do you mind if I sit?"
The girl blinked at him, eyes penetrating his face. Her white hair was cropped to her shoulders and was very choppy, some of it falling into her dark eyes.
"I don't mind," she allowed. The kitten that had dug itself into Albus' arm sat on the seat opposite and was licking its claws, staring at him as if longing for more.
There was silence in the compartment as the train blundered along. Albus tried to control his breathing and the beating of his heart, but he could not help it.
"Think, think… think of something to say. You fool, you can't just sit here in this silence…"
She suddenly looked up at him. "Yes?" Clearly she was indicating why he had been looking at her. In her hands was a tightly bound black leather book. There was no lettering on it.
"How was your vacation?" Albus asked, but instantly regretted. He should have asked her something that she would be interested in. Perhaps about the book she was reading.
She blinked at him again. "Same as always." Then looked back down to her book.
The yellow kitten slinked its way to her shoulder and continued staring at him. Albus had a feeling of fleeting panic, regret, and worry.
Enry White was possibly the hardest girl to talk to in Albus' opinion. She left everyone she talked to with a feeling of discomfort and awkwardness. Although she seemed like she wanted to be alone nearly all the time, she would also surprise people with her willingness for company, and everything about her intrigued Albus. He had only talked to her two times before this: once, in third year Potions when she had politely asked him for a quill and he had gladly obliged, and once last year in the grounds.
Sitting under a tree she had several books around her. She was clearly studying for final exams. As Albus and his group of friends passed her, she blinked and looked up at him. Without taking his eyes off of her, he ran straight into his friend Koden Lighthand who bumped into Rose.
"Oi! Watch where you're going, Al," warned Koden, rubbing his head.
"S-sorry."
"Hey this is a perfect spot!" said Rose, pointing to the edge of the lake.
Albus continued to peak over his shoulder at her until the girl whisked her hair out of her eyes and asked him what he was looking at.
"Oh, er… nothing," replied Albus and had looked away turning as red as a true Weasley.
Moments of silence passed in the compartment. What seemed like an eternity. With each moment that passed, Albus' courage was sucked away. Finally, using the last shred of courage he had, Albus opened his mouth to speak when the compartment door was thrown wide open and two figures rolled around on the floor, shouting and groaning.
He instantly could identify Koden through the billowing cloaks, but he was having trouble discerning the other until…
"You're a stupid git, Malfoy! Just like your father! I oughtta pound you so hard you'll have no choice but to leave."
"I'd like to see you try, Lighthand. Your name suits you quite well, because you haven't even begun to pound anything yet."
There was a deafening thud as Scorpius threw a punch straight into Koden's jaw, sending him flying backwards into Enry's legs. Screaming like a mad man, Koden heaved himself up and launched himself straight back at Scorpius, tackling him to the ground and continually throwing punches into his face.
"Malfoy! Lighthand! Stop this at once!" With a flick of his wand, James appeared at the compartment door and the two were thrown apart and separated by an invisible shield. "What in the bloody hell is this all about?"
Koden's eyes did not stop glaring at Malfoy as he said, "Well Merlin's beard James. What the bloody hell isn't it about? This stupid fucking sack of dung has been asking for it since we first met!" He was clearly in a rage and a fine line of blood was pouring down between his eyes and another one through the corner of his mouth. Malfoy did not break the eye contact either as he curled his fists.
"You just wait," threatened Malfoy.
"Until what? Your mum sends me a nasty letter? Why don't you just sod off!"
"Unlike yours, Lighthand, my mother does not interfere with my business. I would even go so far as to say that your mom is a filthy whor-"
"ENOUGH!" James bellowed and with a flick of his wand the two mouths were invisibly sewn shut. "This is your first official warning you two. Keep this up and there'll be no Hogwarts to call home."
Albus, still shocked at the suddenness of Koden's appearance, tore his eyes away to Enry. She was looking at Malfoy, but then changed her gaze to Koden. Breathing heavily with such intensity he stood, looking almost slightly crazy. His eyes spoke more than a million words of hate to Malfoy than his mouth ever could, and as James shoved Malfoy back out into the hall the charms vanished.
"Hey mate," Koden greeted after running a hand through his thick brown hair. "How was your summer?"
Although still fuming inside, Koden decided that it was for the best to sit down and calm himself. He had been looking forward to seeing Albus this year and was disappointed when Albus had blown him off. For what, he couldn't understand. As far as he could see he was just in a compartment with the strange Slytherin girl and her cat.
"It was alright. Boring as hell though. Rose was at camp and Teddy was with Victoire, but no surprise there. I guess you've already seen, but James is the new Head Boy, and he has been torturing me with promises of detention and house points."
"Sounds perfectly fascinating mate. Better than mine, I'd say." Koden sat down beside his friend and stretched out. The boy beside him shifted uncomfortably and Koden peaked at him through the slit of his eye. "So you blew me off to sit in thi-"
"How's Glyn?" Albus interrupted quickly, chancing a nervous glance at Enry, who was too interested in her book to care about anything the two of them were talking about.
Koden was taken a little aback and stared at his friend curiously. "He's alright. Back in the other compartment." Looking closer at Albus, Koden realized that he was slightly nervous and a bit more bothered than usual. Frowning in thought, Koden tried to think why. An uncomfortable silence filled the compartment, and Koden was definitely not one for any of those.
Clearing his throat he stared at the Slytherin girl who was seen in a lot of their classes. "Friend of Malfoy's are you?" Koden asked dryly, clearly looking to start some sort of argument. If she was gone, maybe Albus would want to talk to him about what was happening.
Enry disregarded his tone and stared at him in thought. "No. Just an acquaintance," she muttered. The cat on her shoulder was now standing rigid on her shoulder and was staring at Koden as if daring him to ask her something else.
"I find that difficult to believe. All Slytherin's worship the ground that fruity little nutter walks on, am I right?"
"Oh you are definitely not," replied Enry, now facing down at her book.
"Leave her alone," Albus said, looking absolutely mortified. "Just because she's in Slytherin doesn't mean she worships Scorpius." Hoping there was truth in what he just said, Albus waited for his friend to round on him, but Koden did not. He was still staring at the girl.
Koden laughed at the idea of the Slytherin name. How dare this girl sit there and belittle him? How dare she even sit in the same compartment of the son of Harry Potter, who defeated their stupid dark lord.
Seemingly reading his thoughts the girl flipped a page and spoke. "Not all of us are fans of You-Know-Who. It's a shame people think of us as such."
"You're just a strange girl. What's that you've got there then? I know it's a book of the Dark Arts. Don't play games and lie," Koden was now completely ignoring his best friend's pleas of surrender.
Enry snapped her book shut and stood up, challenging Koden. Knowing the challenge Koden stood up as well, standing a good foot taller than she was, he stared down at her expecting her to run off. But to his surprise she did not budge, only stared at him with her dark eyes with no fear in them at all.
"Holy hell Koden. What is up with you today? Are you completely freaking loony? You'd think coming back to Hogwarts would cheer you up, but here you are going on a Slytherin rampage. Now go on and leave her alone!" Albus had stood up and attempted to squeeze in between his friend and the girl he ached for, succeeding at pushing her back. Her robes, white as her hair, touched his hand, and he had to keep himself from choking.
Koden blinked a little bit and then grinned. "Oi mate, you're right. We can't let the Slytherin slime get us down. Come on and join us! Glyn has smuggled some Butterbeer and I think Rose will be back soon!"
The prospect of a nice warm Butterbeer and some friends was so intriguing that Koden did not wait for his friend to answer, he merely draped his arm around him and marched him out into the hall. He thought he felt some resistance, but it must have been his imagination, because Albus was already walking faster than him. "Oh, we forgot your trunk. I'll go back and get it," Koden called as Albus approached the end of that hall.
Turning on his foot he ran back to the compartment they had just left and flung open the door. The girl was sitting down reading her book. They ignored each other as Koden picked up Albus' suitcase and his owl's cage.
As he headed out the door the girl spoke in the softest of voices so that he was just able to hear her. "Gryffindor grime."
He rounded back into the compartment. "What did you just say?"
She looked up at him and repeated, in the same tone. "Gryffindor grime. If we are Slytherin slime, then grime is what you are."
Not believing his ears Koden was caught midway between confusion and anger. He was even more confused at why he had started laughing, but it had taken a hold of him. Perhaps this Slytherin had its bright sides too. "Good bye, White," Koden said through his laughter as he resumed his task of bringing Albus' trunk and suitcase to him.
"You haven't answered my question."
"There is no need to."
"Oh there is definitely a need to. Why in the world were you in a compartment with Albus Potter and Koden Lighthand. Of all the bloody people in Hogwarts!" Scorpius was pacing around in circles. The sky was much darker now. Several hours had passed and he could tell by the scenery looking out of the window, that they were fast approaching the northern castle.
"I couldn't tell you why Albus was in there, but I seem to recall you and Scorpius rolling in halfway through," Enry replied softly. Scorpius wanted to kick her.
"Don't be smart," he warned, finally sitting down and looking at her directly. "There's no reason why you should even be socializing with them in the first place…"
Enry finally showed a bit of emotion in her eyes. She rose up and stared down at Scorpius. "For the last time, there was no socializing going on at all. I don't even know why it's so important to you, or even why my parents are using you to spy on me, but I'm quite sure that Albus Potter and Koden Lighthand are the least of our concerns at the moment. If you ask me, you're no better than the two of them anyway."
"Are you kidding me? Albus, the know it all son of Harry Potter, and Koden, the Slytherin hater? I'm no better?" Scorpius was now completely outraged.
Enry matched his feeling equally. "I see how it all is now. My parents tell me to make friends, but really what they mean is, 'Oh let's send that Malfoy boy to spy on her so that they become good friends in the end and can become great dark wizards and witches.'"
Confused, Scorpius did not reply immediately. After Enry had turned away from him he found his words. "Why would you think that? Perhaps your parents wanted me to look out for you because you can't obviously do it yourself. You're a freak and a Slytherin, White. And guess what? Potter's gang of Slytherin haters attack freaks, and don't you deny that Lighthand probably approached you too. This is just a warning. Stay away from those Gruffleclaws. You are more than welcome to stay with me…"
She did not reply to him. She opened the book on her lap and began to read again. Frustrated to her lack of respect he tore the book out of her hands and onto the floor. Leaning in close he took her chin into his hand and forced her to look at him. "I will not have these plans being screwed up by you and your careless ways. You are a Slytherin. It's damn well time you started acting like one. I will be telling your parents the next time I see you around other students, and they will be punishing you first hand. You silly girl. So just take my advice."
Gathering himself he stormed out of the compartment. Fuming mad. The stupid girl had no respect for authority, and had been through enough. Couldn't she see that he was there to help? That he was there to help all of them live a better life, one without those who had no respect.
There were great things this year at Hogwarts, and it was he who would make the Malfoy name proud by the society of the Death Eater Renegades.