hey all! so chapter 2 please enjoy and review for more, i hope the new layout is ok! i'll fix the first chappter layout the next chance i get X JJ xoxo

I stray behind as I get of the train, Draco flashing me a smile over his shoulder before the mask falls back and he's saying things to rile up Harry. I keep my distance from the crowd, not wanting to be noticed, even on the carriage I remain silent, no one paying me much mind, but sit sending curious stares.

As I enter the great hall, my Slytherin robes hanging from me, I smile as I see the Gryffindor table, the trio so caught up in each other, while the twins and Ginny turn to send a smile my way and I smile back.

"Storie!" I hear someone shout and turn to see Draco waving to me casually.

I smile and heedlessly walk over and take the seat offered to me by the blond haired boy, I see lots of eyes on me, a larger boy staring at my breasts and then jump with a shout, rubbing at his leg where Draco had kicked him.

A dark haired girl looks down her nose at me and snarls "nice hair!"

I just smile back and answer "thanks, its better than just boring" my butter wouldn't melt done making her roll her eyes and glare daggers at me.

I turn to Draco as he offers me some minted lamb and mash on a plate and take it happily. As we each conversation is light and easy, that is until Dumbledore makes the announcements.

"…and last lastly I'd like us to welcome a new student, joining us from her home schooling ways and into Slytherin house,…Miss Storie Keywing!" he claps, with the rest of the room following him.

I look around at the shocked faces, mouths hanging open in awe and I cant help but sigh in contempt. Why couldn't he say 'Smith' or something? Encase you didn't notice, the Keywing's are well known in the magical world as murders and psychopaths, always paying of or hexing someone, and mostly trying to resurrect you-know-who! Its also no secret that my mother is deeply infatuated with the Monster, but nothing can be proven. Not unless you live with the vindictive bitch!

After supper I head back to the common room, but as I walk down the hall all eyes are on me, I hate this! Pasty is shying away after being a cow earlier, thinking I'll hex her, and the others are all whispering, thinking I cant hear their questions. Then there's Draco, he seems shyer now, more attached to his role as the prince of Slytherin, son of Malfoy.

Later that night, after everyone's in bed I pick up Scribbles from the bed, he cant sleep, just like me, and head down stairs but as I enter the common room I see someone sitting on the large green couch and turn to head upstairs.

I take one step up as a voice asks "Storie?"

I turn with a weak, fake smile and answer "Draco!" and make my way down the rest of the steps and onto the worn leather seat.

"your up late!" I smile and he just nods timidly, not daring to flirt like before.

I sigh and stroke Scribbles head "please don't be like this!"

His head shoots up but before he can deny it I say "I hate how everyone assumes that because I'm a Keywing I'm not a person! I never chose this, its just a stupid name!" I fight back my angry tears as I speak. I cant look him in the eye, so just stare at the low purring fur ball in my arms.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to upset you, if anything I should understand more than anyone. To carry your families name and reputation can wear you down." he says gently, almost unsure of himself.

I smile up at him then "yes it dose!"

And we just sit there for a moment sharing a small look, until I he stands and bits me goodnight, rubbing the top of Scribbles head with a small smile.

I don't look at him as I say "you should use the 'CURATIO' charm" I hear his footsteps hold and feel his eyes burning into the back of my head "it's the one I use, helps with the scaring a bit to."

After a dead silence he says "thanks, I'll give it a try" and carry on upstairs.

I just sit there for a while, my cat purring in his sleep, resting peacefully on my lap as I take in the strange darkness of this unfamiliar place, the cool, dry, ash scented air, the markings of gargoyles and snakes all coated in different greens against the dark, grey stone walls and floor. So, this is school?

The next day as I walk into 'Dark Arts' I see Patsy clinging onto Draco's arm, despite him blanking him and trying to shrug her off and talk to Blaze. I walk over all smiles and she immediately runs in the other direction and Draco and Blaze both smile at me.

"thank god you walked over, I'll finally get the feeling back in my arm!" he says rubbing it lightly.

I just smile and laugh "my pleasure!" and walk over to a seat in the back corner, out of the way and the youngest Malfoy follows, sitting beside me.

As our new teacher walks in, wearing more pink than should be legal, and starts telling us all how we basically wont be even be learning anything I squint my eyes slightly, something about seeming all to familiar, but I just cant put my finger on it! Then there it is, just after she told off Harry for speaking the truth, that fucking giggle! I've heard it before, how can anyone forget that horrid noise? She's been in my house, talking to my mother at the meetings, she's a bleeding death eater!

After class I run over to Hermione and Ron, frantic and asking "have you seen Harry?"

They look at me in slight worry and Hermione answers "he's gone to see Umbridge, why?"

I look around and lean in lightly "I knew I recognized her from somewhere, then I heard that fucking giggle. I know Umbridge, she was my teacher before she got married and her husband died!"

They look at me in shock and Ron says "wait, but your family are all taught by…um…you know, dark wizards and witches!"

I just nod solemnly "yeah, I know! We have to get rid of her, she…the things she dose as punishment they aren't…ethical and they hurt…a lot!"

They share a look of horror and Ron says "bloody hell! We have to help Harry!" but as he starts off Hermione grabs his arm.

"no Ron, she's a teacher we cant do anything right now. Stories right, we have to get rid of her!" we all nod in agreement and go to tell the others of the new development.

This means there's not just a death eater in the school, but also the ministry! However as we walk in hushed tones, none of us see the shadow lingering behind the pillar, listening to our every word, the green lined robes trailing on the floor!