Author's note: ok the story is based on the 6th book. And as I said before I am not the most original person in the world and sometimes what I tend to do is put a bunch of stories and TV shows together. In this fanfic I believe that I'll have a little bit of teen titans and fullmetal alchemist mixed with this story. Only like the info from the shows and certain similarity between Lydia and Raven. Oh and I know that I made a like a ton of errors on my prologue so yeah I'll fix that in a little bit. Sorry about that folks!
Alrighty well I changed the whole this being seventh year to sixth. Need to make this story go along with the sequel. If there is any questions please ask.
Chapter 1: So Far…
I'm Lydia. I'm now 15 years old and I'm just about to enter my 6th year at Hogwarts. Over the years that I've been at Hogwarts, I've never really conversated with anyone. I've talked with the "golden trio" a few times. I even helped them take on the Death Eaters in our 5th year. I guess I considered them my friends along with Ginny Weasley.
I've always gotten good grades. Mine were even compared to Hermione Granger's grades. Yet I didn't care. I couldn't care. It was crucial for me to care about anything at all. I feared emotions. I feared feeling them. Still I'll save that for another time. When my 6th year was just about to start I got my letter for school supplies, but along with that, I got another letter. Like usual I didn't care until I opened it and was shocked to discover that, I was Head Girl!
Why, oh why did it have to be me? I was not a seeker of fame or popularity so I was appalled! Still I couldn't refuse it. Being granted the position of Head Girl was considered an honor. So like a good girl I accepted it. Kind of strange though. I was only a sixth year. Seventh years could only be Head boy or girl. When I read the whole letter I found out the reason I got the position was because of maturity and the fact that my grades were exceeding. To me it sounded like Hermione Granger deserved the position more than I did but maybe there was something else about me that got the position instead of her.
I lived alone in a small shabby apartment. I quickly looked at it and observed what I kept in my little home. I had plenty of books. Most were old textbooks from school containing spells and potions, and others were of novels filled with adventure, romance, tragedy, and fantasy. The one book I treasured most was my diary. Whenever I thought of the word "diary," I always thought of death. One of the reasons was because "diary" had "die" in it just without the "e" and the other reason was that whenever I wrote in it I wrote to kill off the feelings that I was not allowed to release through my mouth. I turned to see my large black piano. I loved music. I've always wanted to sing ever since I was a child. Actually, I was interested in various types of art. I loved to write lyrics, dance, draw and paint. Usually whenever I drew a picture, it was of my mother. I missed her so much. Most of the songs I had written were usually sad and were about her and me before she passed away. I'm sorry but that I shall save for later as well. Anyway, I walked around my home and saw all the dark and gloomy things that I kept there. I had masks, mirrors and almost everything was black. I mainly wore black because it was my color, and I was mourning for the deaths of all that have died when they weren't supposed to.
A few days later after I got my supplies, and got myself new robes, I decided that I should pack everything. I pulled out my wand and with a wave of my hand; I made everything in my apartment shrink and put it in my trunk. (Author's note: ok incase u haven't seen the sword and the stone, Merlin did that with his furniture and stuff.) After I was packed, I took one last look at my home and took a deep breath. I left and when to King's Cross.
When I got on the train, I began to walk down the aisle to the Head's Compartment. As I walked by, I saw many familiar faces. I saw Ginny, Neville, Luna and Harry.
"Would you like to sit with us Lydia?" asked Harry.
"No thanks," I said in a very dull voice. "I'm Head Girl."
"Oh congratulations!" said Harry. "Do you know who the Head Boy is?"
"No, I completely forgot about that. Well I'm gonna go now. I'll see you later."
I completely forgot about the Head Boy. I thought that Harry would have been chosen as Head Boy but he was sitting with Neville and Luna. As I got closer to the Head's compartment, my curiosity began to grow. When I entered the compartment, I got my answer and I was shocked. The Head Boy was none other than Draco Malfoy!
Ok I hope this is a good chapter for you peoplez out there! Plz review no matter how bad some of you guys think it is!