Alright chapter two!
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the fabulous Harry Potter characters or any of the song lyrics I used in this story. I do however own my own character.
Now on with the show!
Art's POV
Art stood there in front of the whole school, as they stared at her, in silence. It wasn't really humiliating more as it was annoying. She didn't think she looked that funny. In fact she didn't think she was that bad looking at all. Sure her hair was a little funky but she thought that added to her persona if you will. Finally after a minute of silence Dumbledore cleared his throat.
"Thank you Artemesia, you may take your seat now. I'm sure we'll all do our best to make her feel welcome" he said extending his arm towards the Gryffindor table where she had been "sorted", yeah right, like it wasn't a big coincidence that she happen to be in the same house as my target.
She picked up her cloak from the floor where she had dropped it and headed towards her new house table. As she walked her eyes scanned the table for one face. There you are she thought as she found him, the boy who lived. He was looking at her, but then again the whole entire school was still looking at her. Even though she didn't look at them she could feel their eyes burning holes in her back, not even caring about Dumbledore's beginning of term speech anymore.
However the attention was quickly drawn away from Art as food appeared on the tables. The feast had begun and the eyes had been drawn away. The subject of talk however was a different story. People quieted down as she walked by and Art knew that they were talking about her. It was pretty obvious, but she didn't care. Finding a place Art squeezed herself in between two first years across the table and four people down from her target. Again not a coincidence. She began filling her plate and began eating, every few minutes her eyes quickly darted to her target and back down. Why is he still looking at me? She thought annoyed but smirked when a girl sitting beside him nudged him out of his trance as he had not even begun to put food on his plate let alone eat.
Harry's POV
Harry stared at the new girl, she was pretty to say the least, but she looked very cold. Almost bored as Dumbledore introduced her, but he felt the urge to want to know her and talk to her. He nudged Ron.
"You know anything about this?" he asked but didn't really expect him to know anything. By the looks on everybody's faces nobody but the teachers had known, even Malfoy the one who was always bragging for knowing everything first was chatting quietly with his fellow Slytherins and every so often glancing at Artemesia. Artemesia, what an odd name. However odd, it did however add to her mystique and it seemed to fit her for some reason.
Harry watched as Artemesia walked along the table before taking a place not that far from him and immediately began filling her plate. His mind kept racing with questions and thoughts that he didn't hear Hermione speaking to him. Only her elbow in his ribs brought him back to reality.
"Ow! What?" he snapped whipping his head around and looking at Hermione annoyed. Raising an eyebrow she nodded at his plate.
"Are you going to eat or gawk because, really Harry if you want to impress a girl, drooling while blatantly staring at her won't do it" she quipped giving him a knowing look before she continued eating.
Harry sat there embarrassed that he had been caught, but quickly recovered as he began piling food on his plate.
"I wasn't gawking, or drooling" he muttered quietly.
"Mmmhmm" Hermione's tone was that of a non-believer.
Sighing Harry began staring pointedly at his food but every once and a while stole a glance at the new girl.
Alright I know this chapter was short and boring but I needed to put that in there before we could move one. I promise in the next one it will get interesting!
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