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At the end of Year 1 I posted a really long Author's note along with background information, I'd appreciate it if you'd make sure you had read that, because it'll make this chapter author's notes not as long...

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ONTO CHAPTER 4!

I knocked on Snape's office door, and heard a whispered, "Enter." I waved my wand, and rolled in, to see a boy sitting down holding his head, looking as if he was having a mental breakdown.

"You asked to see me Professor?" I asked, slightly confused, because he seemed a little preoccupied with another student.

"Yes, Miss Salazar-Malfoy, although it appears as if our meeting is going to be post-poned. This is our new student, a transfer from Stein Zauberei, a German wizarding school. You see, Mister Knolle was hoping to be in Gryffindor, as his entire family has been, and his former house equivalent was at his previous school. However, our sorting hat has seemed to find it fit for him to be in Slytherin. Therefore, he has decided to be a blubbering idiot about it."

I rolled my eyes at Snape, "Being cruel isn't the answer all the time Professor. The poor kid is probably just afraid his family will hate him or something." I rolled over to him and poked his side, "Hey Slytherin isn't that bad, you don't have to mope about it."

He turned and looked at me, and can I just say this kid was adorable? He had hazel eyes, and looked like he had tried to manage his light brown hair, but there were a few wave-curls sticking out randomly. That was it, he had to be put with Jaelah. I smiled, and could just see the adorable couple they would make. "How can you possibly say that? You probably come from a Slytherin family, who has always given you everything you want. What if I end up being influenced by all the dark people in Slytherin? What if I become a death eater? My best friend, yeah he was killed by a Slytherin. Once people hear my last name, they'll know that I'm from a Gryffindor-like family. I'll be bullied by Slytherin, and not accepted by Gryffindor. What's going to happen to me? I may end up dead because of everything! YOU, FROM A SLYTHERIN FAMILY, WILL NEVER UNDERSTAND."

I looked up at Snape, and he rolled his eyes, then left the room, probably not wanting to deal with children whining and crying and arguing. "Now that Professor Snape isn't in here, why don't you tell me individually why you think Slytherin is horrible?"

He looked at me, as if I was an idiot, "Were you not listening to me that entire time?"

I grinned cheekily at him, "You started ranting, and I blocked you out. I have about 15 minutes before the next class starts, and I assume you'll be attending as well. Tick-tock, you're wasting time."

"Well obviously, Slytherins are always given what they want, and I can't just have what I want. Why would I even want that?"

I put my elbow on the arm of my chair, and rested my chin on my hand, "Oh yes, most certainly. Slytherins get everything they want, almost as if by magic!" I then started moving my wheels back and forth, "It's as if we all have it perfect." I stopped moving and glared at him, "That opinion of Slytherin is completely biased, and untrue. Look what's right in front of you. Do you think I WANT to be the only witch in Hogwarts that is in a wheelchair?" He looked at me with his eyes wide open, as if he had just noticed that I wasn't sitting down by choice. "Next reason please."

He continued, but put thought into his reasoning this time, probably trying not to set me off again, "What if I become dark because of the Slytherin influences? What if I become a death eater?"

I looked at him, with an eyebrow raised and the rest of my face probably looking quite funny. "Did you never do any research on Slytherin? No, you assumed the worst. Just like Gryffindor doesn't always lead to light, Slytherin doesn't always equal darkness. Hagrid, who is somehow now the gamekeeper, yeah him. He was kicked out of Hogwarts because of 'unforgiveable crimes' and was even charged for the murder of a student! If that's not an evil Gryffindor, I don't know who is. For goodness sakes, Merlin himself was a Slytherin, and not even muggles think THAT bad of him." I was definitely making up answers, Hagrid was irresponsible, but he was really nice. One of the sweetest half giants I knew. He also just happened to be the only half giant I knew. "Next?"

He glared at me, because I was giving him reasonable answers for his fears, "What if I'm bullied and what not because they know my family is Gryffindor born and raised?'

"I guarantee they'll be nice, now is that your last concern?" I purposefully cut the answer short, because at this rate he would never make it to Defense Against the Dark Arts in time.

"How can I know that all of what you say is true? You think Slytherins aren't all bad, but you were born and raised in a Slytherin house. Of course you're going to think they're all true and good." He glared at me, and apparently decided he wasn't going to wait for an answer, and stood up grabbing a bag, that I assumed had his books in it.

As he headed to the door I whispered, "I'm not technically a Slytherin family member..."

He turned and glared at me, "You obviously are, Professor Snape called you 'Miss Salazar-Malfoy!' If those aren't the most Slytherin names I've heard of, I don't know what is!"

I looked up at him, and shook my head, "You don't understand. I was adopted. First by the Salazars, then by the Malfoys. Except, I hadn't known that I was adopted by the Salazar family, until this past summer. The Malfoys adopted me last Christmas."

He gave me a questioning look, "Then what are you? Who are you?"

"I'm Vespera Salazar-Malfoy. There's no denying that's who I am. It was who I was raised as. You're going to be the second Slytherin to know something, and the first being Snape. You must swear not to tell another person, who doesn't already know."

He rolled his eyes, "Fine, I swear I won't tell anyone." I stared him down, not answering yet, and he sighed, pulling out his wand. "I, Erikk Knolle, hereby give my wizarding oath to Vespera Salazar-Malfoy, that I will not tell anyone, who is not already knowing, of her secret, as long as her life doesn't depend on someone knowing this information." His wand then let out a flame that looked like a piece of parchment paper that went back into his wand. "Happy now?"

I shook my head, "I do not approve of the out-clause you put in there. But I guess it'll have to do. I'm a muggleborn that begged the sorting hat to put me in Slytherin, the place that everyone thought I should be."

He looked down on me, "You're saying you're not meant to be in Slytherin?"

I grinned deviously, "Oh, I'm supposed to be here alright, or else the hat wouldn't have put me here. I was just forewarned that I may pay some consequences for choosing a dangerous house to be in. As you can see." I waved to my chair. I looked at the clock Snape had in his office, then began rolling towards the door, and out the room. I stopped and looked over my shoulder, "Come on Erikk, I'll show you where defense is, we have it with the Gryffindors. Well, you have it with the Gryffindors. If you want to, there are a few who would love to be your friend, even if you're a Slytherin. I would avoid Ronald Weasley, the ginger, though. He has a hatred of Slytherins that is a bit unnatural. Although, I have a Slytherin friend, who I think you will like a lot."

He gave me a confused look, as we entered the elevator, "The Weasley's, I've heard of them, they've always been very nice. I'm pretty sure I've spent a few summers with them."

I shook my head, "You have been going to them as a Gryffindor, as a Slytherin, I guarantee that Ronald will hate you. The others will be tolerant of you, for the most part. But maybe because of your past Ronald will think something differently of you. I'm just giving you fair warning."

"I thought you said they would be nice," he glared at me.

I grinned, "They will be. Once I've introduced you to Jaelah, you'll be accepted perfectly well. She's kind of a backbone of Slytherin. You'll gain plenty of the right friends. Not the jerks, like Draco Malfoy. She'll get you introduced, but then you can make your own friends."

We reached the third floor, and I rolled out and went towards the defense room. As we got there, Jaelah was running up the stairs, in the fashion of being borderline late. She did however stop, seeing me sitting there, "Vespera, what are you doing? I thought you didn't have to go to defense?"

I shook my head, "I don't. We have a new Slytherin. Erikk Knolle, meet Jaelah Phantomhive. Jaelah meet Erikk Knolle."

She curtsied to him, "Welcome to the ranks of Slytherin."

He then bowed back, as a traditional welcoming between formal wizards, "If I had been asked before today what true beauty was like, I wouldn't have known an answer. After being placed into Slytherin, I have laid my eyes upon the most beautiful girl."

Jaelah then looked up into his eyes, and I saw a hardness almost melt away on her, one I hadn't known was there, and her face turned a bright pink. "Okay, I'm out you guys, I'll see you later. Get inside before I have to hex you both there."

Erikk shrugged, and walked inside, but Jaelah looked at me and said, "Wow. He's adorable. I think I just melted on the inside. Is love at first sight a thing, Vespera?"

I grinned, "I don't know. Although, you might want to go in there before Pansy has the chance to snatch him up." She mocked my grinning face, then skipped into the classroom.

I knew they were going to be a great couple, she even temporarily made him forget that he hated Slytherin.

I then rolled back into the elevator, and went to the floor with the Hospital Wing. Several students gave me funny looks, not being used to the whole wheelchair thing yet. I smiled and waved at them. I also noticed a pair of red heads talking, almost as if they were planning a prank. They avoided eye contact with the Slytherin girl that they knew was sitting in the Hallway, waiting for the people to pass.

I secretly wanted to go up to Fred, but what would he think if he saw a girl in a wheelchair? If he saw a Vespera in the chair. I wouldn't be able to go to him, until I could walk again, if I could walk again.

As I approached the Hospital Wing, I knocked on the door, and heard Madame Pomfrey say, "Enter." I rolled inside, and closed the door behind me, with a wave of my wand. She looked up from her desk and smiled at me, "Ah yes, Miss Salazar-Malfoy. Professor Snape did say that you were going to be seeing me during your defense slot, and I'm glad that he has. I take it that none of them are aware of your blood status?"

I shook my head, "No ma'am. They're all convinced I'm as pureblood as can be. Except for a small handful, the Weasley twins, Samuel, and Hermione Granger are the only students that know. Oh and the new Slytherin, Erikk Knolle, but he's sworn not to tell anyone, unless my life depends on it. The only other adults that know are whichever Professors are aware."

She nodded, "We'll keep it that way. Now, as I understand from the hospital reports, there is nothing physically wrong with your bones or nerves, yet you still can't walk. Correct?" I nodded, then she continued, "Just as I figured, those healers just don't even bother trying the old ways anymore. They're 'too muggle' for proper healers to learn." At this point, she was mumbling several incoherent, but probably not very nice things. She waved her wand, and made a note, on muggle parchment. "Starting next week, at this time, you will be escorted to the muggle world, for muggle physical therapy. I'd do it myself, however, I'm not as qualified in muggle physical therapy as I should be." She folded the letter and stuck it into an envelope, "I'll have an owl send it to where it needs to go." She looked at the clock, "Since this is the first day of Defense, and your teacher is a lunatic, you may go to the library for a study hall. I'm sure you've already received a fair bit of work, and if not you can get ahead."

I smiled at her, "I was wondering Madame Pomfrey, if you would possibly lend me a book on healing. Originally, I was just planning on asking for it to cover for my missing defense to Slytherins. However, I honestly do think it would be a wise idea to learn a little bit of healing."

She nodded and handed me a book from her office, "This one will get you started. If you're interested more, there are classes offered at Hogwarts for third year students, and above."

I smiled, "Thank you Madame Pomfrey. I'm sure I'll look into it. I'll see you next week, if not before then."

She waved her goodbye, "You most certainly will, although hopefully not until next week. Try not to hurt yourself dearie."

I nodded, then rolled out of the room, and went down towards the Slytherin Common room. When I reached the dungeons, I could hear Fred and George talking. It appeared they had been kicked out of potions, for experimenting. I frowned, the only way to get to the common room was to go past the potions room. I couldn't let them see me, not yet.

I rolled past them quickly, with my head down, and they immediately silenced. I could feel their glares to the back of my head, a Slytherin girl. They had liked me before, but now they wouldn't until I let them know. Which wouldn't be until I could walk again. They began calling their names at me, making fun of me as a Slytherin, a girl, and a handicapped. They were as kind as always.

Finally, I sat in the common room, waiting for Defense to be over. Suddenly, the door opened and Jaelah came running into the room. She pushed my chair from where I was sitting, and up the ramp into the girls' room, then slammed the door. "Oh. My gosh. Vespera. He's amazing."

"Well this wheelchair thing has made it too easy for you to steal me away to talk about your love life. It had better been mind-blowing for you to move that fast." I laughed at her, Jaelah's face reddening.

"It's just that his eyes are so dreamy. Every time he looked at me, I felt like I was going to melt into a puddle. Did you know he's from Germany? There's a German wizarding school there! I want to go there so badly Vespera! Wouldn't it be so cool to see where he grew up at?" I held up my hand, "Sorry."

I grinned at her, "You're so adorable Jaelah, but you do need to know something. He was the German's school equivalent of a Gryffindor. He wants to be moved into Gryffindor. Are you willing to be in a relationship with one of them?"

Her eyes opened wide, and she sat on her bed, her hands on her forehead. She was silent for a moment, then she looked me straight in the eyes, "I do. Vespera, I really think he's the one. I know I'm young, but this is what I always thought falling in love would be like."

I grinned at her, "I knew what your answer would be, and I just wanted to hear you say it."

She stuck her tongue out at me, and headed towards the door, "Behave Vespera."

"Jaelah and Erikk sitting in a tree. K-I-S-S-I-N-G," I began taunting. Jaelah turned around and threw a spell at me that I then blocked. "Now behave Jaelah."

She opened the door, and walked out, "I'll be kind enough not to tell Erikk of your taunting. Keep it up though, and I'll tell Fred that you're alive."

I gasped at her, "You wouldn't dare!"

"Watch me." Then, Jaelah slowly closed the door, and walked backwards into a shadow, making for a very dramatic and creepy exit.

The end of another Chapter! Sorry it took me so long to post. Well, with only 2 reviews, I didn't know if you guys REALLY wanted me to write more after that last chapter.

No I'm kidding, although reviews are nice they aren't the only reason I didn't post.

I mainly didn't post because I went on a reading spree... I've read 19 books so far this year!

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