Hey guys. It's so sad that I actually wrote most of this story like, half a year ago and I'm so busy that I don't even have time to upload it!
Chapter 2: Hogwarts
It was a warm day when Lilith said goodbye to her parents.
She didn't know whether to be glad that she was going to Hogwarts, or miserable because she was saying goodbye to her mother after so little time with her. But she needed to see Harry Potter. "I want him dead in my hands," she thought. She wanted to feel his hot blood gushing over her fingers. She wanted to make him suffer for what he did to her parents, for what he did to the Dark Lord, for what he did to Uncle Lucius, for what he did to Draco, for what he did to her."
The day started off well enough, Lilith said goodbye to her mother and father, then Aunt Narcissa. Draco and she headed for Kings Cross Station. It was extremely busy, packed with what she considered to be "Muggle filth". She was shocked to see that you slid through an apparently solid barrier to get to platform 9¾.
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The Train ride, for Lilith, was pretty uneventful, she was introduced to some Slytherins, Crabbe and Goyle (Draco's cronies), Pansy Parkinson (who thinks she's Draco's Girlfriend) and Blaise Zabini ("who is actually quite hot" thought Lilith.).
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When Blaise got back from some stupid meeting that the new potions teacher organised, there was some trouble with the door. Then Lilith saw a sneaker flying through the air. She resisted drawing her wand.
When the train pulled in at the station, everyone except Draco exited the compartment. 'Draco, you coming?' Lilith asked. He just smiled and headed for the door. Suddenly, he whipped around crying 'Patrificus Totalis', and a boy fell out of the suitcase rack, Lilith knew immediately that it was Harry Potter, don't ask me how she knew, sometimes you just know things. Without warning, she leaped for him, punching every bit of him she could reach. "I hate him" she thought, "I hate everything about him, what he did to my parents, his stupid glasses and his lightning bolt scar."
'Wait, Lilith!' said Draco. 'We'll get him back… remember the plan?'
Something seemed to click in Lilith's mind. She smiled to herself and stood up. 'You're right Draco!' she smiled. Then without warning, she stood on Harry Potter's face. She felt his nose break beneath her shoe. 'That's for my parents, you bastard.' She whispered to him. 'And believe me, you will pay.'
Draco and Lilith quickly hurried out of the compartment, but not before covering Potter with his own invisibility cloak.
They hurried to the horseless carriages, and Lilith Black knew then, that her life would never be the same again.
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"Hogwarts is amazing" was Lilith's first thought. It was a huge castle, perched high on the mountains, lights glistening from every window, of every tower and every turret. The inside was, if possible more amazing than the outside. The entrance hall was made of stone, and the great hall had a roof that looked like the night sky above. She was so glad to be at Hogwarts finally, "even though I'm surrounded by mudboods and blood traitors" she thought. Lilith knew that if she kept close to Draco, she would be able to pass as a mudblood herself.
As she walked into the great hall, Lilith noticed a few people staring at her… well, It probably is weird seeing some random girl, definitely not a first year, dressed in Slytherin robes. (As they had already put in a request, pretending that Lilith was Draco's friend's cousin and she'd been told about all the houses.) "Jeez, it's hard to keep my cover!" she thought. She knew that, since her skirt was probably too short for her own good, she'd be getting a few looks. But it really wasn't her fault, it was just the size that they had in the shop, "I'm not a slut, she thought "and have no intention of becoming one, I just want to get our mission over and done with, then I can be with my family, helping the dark lord…" She shook her head of these thoughts.
Lilith looked up at the staff table, there was Snape, "greasy slime ball" she thought, some short man dressed in fancy clothes, he must have been Slughorn, the new potions master. There was also a short man, Flitwick, probably, he was part of the Order of the Phoenix, and so was McGonagol. And In the centre, as smug as ever, was Dumbledore, "I hate him almost as much as I hate Harry Potter, I want them both dead." She smiled to herself.
Lilith suddenly remembered the Griffindors and quickly looked over to their table. Draco saw her. 'What are you doing?' he hissed.
'Looking for Potter's friends of course!' She replied in an undertone, but she needn't have bothered, everyone was in deep conversation about their holidays, too busy to hear two Slytherins muttering to one another.
'Well,' Draco begun. 'The one over there with the bushy hair is Hermione Granger.' He said indicating to a girl, two tables along from us. "She's completely unfortunate in the looks department." Thought Lilith. She held a worried expression and was looking around for someone, probably Potter. Lilith smirked to herself thinking about how he was probably half way back to London by now.
'Granger isn't your typical mudblood scum.' Draco began. 'She is unusually smart for her kind, and although I hate to admit it, she gets higher marks then most of the Pure-Bloods!
'She's terrified of flying, has some stupid looking cat called "Crookshanks" and believes in rights for house elves.'
Lilith snorted: House elves? 'Spare me!' she groaned, rolling her eyes.
Draco smirked. 'The one next to her,' he continued, indicating to a lanky looking guy with bright red hair and freckles. 'Is Ronald Weasley, Ron to his friends. Weasley, as in Arthur Weasley's son. He's as poor as a stage monkey and as bright as a broken wand. His brothers' own the Joke shop you got those extendable ears from. As you can see, he has no hope of ever doing anything good or worthwhile, ever.'
Lilith looked at him; he was almost as unfortunate as Granger in the looks department. 'And who's the guy with the fat face and teeth?' She asked pointing to a boy sitting near them, Lilith felt as though she knew the boy, But I didn't know where from.
'Oh.' Said Draco.' That's Neville Longbottom.'
Lilith froze. She could hear the sound of people's cheerful voices around me. Everything seemed to slow down. "Neville Longbottom. Longbottom. Longbottom. Frank and Alice's son." For a second, she felt a pang of sympathy towards Longbottom. She knew what it was like to not know your parents, to have them alive, but just out of reach…
'Lilith?' Draco's voice brought her back to reality.
She shook her head, trying to get the sympathy out of her mind. 'Sorry! Don't know what got into me!' she said hurriedly.
'Well, there's something that will bring you back to reality,' He said.
'What do you mean?' She asked, but was cut off by Draco pointing behind her to the door.
Lilith turned around. Harry Potter was walking through it, covered in blood.
