Disclaimer: If I owned Harry Potter would I be writing fanfiction at 4:25 am and not get paid for it?
Haha I felt like this is a great quote for how Scarlett's felling right about now, and that was from weeds, probably one of the greatest shows ever! You should check it out on Netflix or watch it on Showtime!
Silas: Shane wtf happened at the party?
Shane: I killed Pilar with a croquet mallet by the pool
Silas: No man I'm serious
Shane: Seriously I killed Pilar- with a mallet- by the pool
*awk silence*
Shane: She was gonna kill us so I popped the bitch
Silas: Are you serious man?
Shane: Serious as dad's heart attack
Chapter 3-
I crossed the platform with a click of my heels. 'This is it girl,' I thought. 'The moment you have been waiting for since mum told you those stories about her days at Hogwarts.' Scarlett made her way over to the Hogwarts express ignoring all she passed on the way. Well she tried to until-
"Hey you little slut" A nasally and aristocratic voice yelled
"Who you calling slut Pug-face?"
"Who you calling Pug-face bitch?
"Parkinson," I said a bit more calmly
"Sewlen," She replied
Then all hell broke loose. We squealed like pigs and everyone was staring. We ran at each other and hugged like our lives depended on it.
"What the hell are you doing here Sewlen"
"Well let's just say Hogwarts will be having a new transfer this year."
"I didn't think they accepted transfers?"
"Well they don't but let's just say I'm not taking no for an answer!"
"That's our girl, but Dmitri let you go?"
"Err yea he had a change of heart." I said surprised that word of his death hasn't gotten out yet; I mean it's been a month already. They probably don't want it to spread. But I'd have to play the role as the grieving daughter when word does get out because only a couple of people know of my real parentage and everyone thinks that I'm Dmitri's daughter.
"Well good for me then, I'll actually get along with my roommates for once and I wont be the only girl any longer."
"What trouble with the ogre and the bitch?"
"Yea Greengrass and Bulstrode are a nightmare…well come on then, get on the train, your cousin's waiting for me to arrive."
Pansy is the type of girl to be very defensive and confrontational. She's a very smart girl who is very kind to her close friends but like me, it takes a while to warm up to her, others may think she's arrogant and mean but I think she is very kindhearted and loyal. Pansy isn't the prettiest girl on earth but her looks are different where, if you take a second look, you may realize that the slightly upturned nose and extra plump lips are actually quite sexy and exotic looking.
So with those final thoughts I confidently strutted onto the train without turning back and on our way to the compartment, I felt a lurch and we started to move.
You may be wondering how I know Pansy and everyone else and that's simple, purebloods stick together. Every summer and holiday I would meet up with 'the gang' as we call ourselves.
The gang consists of me, Pansy, Theo, Blaise, Crabbe, Goyle and Draco. We get on fine but the only ones who really share my views on politics are Pansy and Blaise. Neither of them believes in pureblood elitism or death eaters and when the conversations turn to either, we talk amongst ourselves.
Pansy and I were slowly approaching the compartment, when we finally arrived I saw a scene that will forever be etched into my mind in all its ridiculousness.
Draco in all his 'machoness' and I use that term very loosely, was standing in what appeared to be his lecture mode, and talking about Durmstrang and how it's so much of a better school than Hogwarts.
"…Father actually considered sending me to Durmstrang rather than Hogwarts, you know. He knows the headmaster, you see. Well, you know his opinion of Dumbledore- the man is a mudblood lover – and Durmstrang doesn't admit that sort of riffraff. But mother didn't like the idea of me going so far away-"
"- How is dear Cissy doing these days hmmm? I mean it's been a whole two months seem I've seen the woman." Scarlett said relishing in the shock value. But unbeknownst to all of them, the members of their compartment weren't the only ones who jumped because I saw a red headed boy, a girl with bushy hair, and a boy with black hair whose face was turned away from me, in the compartment next door, listening in as well. Well you know what they say about eavesdroppers; if you're going to eavesdrop, do it right.
The girl looked startled to see me staring into their compartment and immediately ran and shut the door. Then all hell broke loose, yet again.
"Scarlett."
"Oi cuz next time you want to interrupt my conversations, warn m- WAIT WHATTHE HELL ARE YOU DOING HERE?"
"Hey sexy." One face different from the others and oh so familiar…Blaise
"Ah dear Zambini I see you look sexier than ever…" I said with a smirk. And it was not a lie, Blaise in his 5 ft. 11 glory and perfectly chiseled tan face and body was the epitome of sexy. Michelangelo's David has nothing on his warm aristocratic features.
"Oi stop flirting with Zambini and tell me what the hell you're doing here!" Malfoy shouted and then my signature smirk turned in to a fawning smile.
"Ah, my little cousin didn't you miss me? I mean I came all this way just to see you! And we haven't seen each other for so long as it is! I thought you would be delighted to know that I'm transferring!" I said in a mock cooing voice.
"Transferring ….your bloody transferring? Since when? What about your father? Where have you two been this month anyways since you mother's death?" He asked rapidly
"You know about mother..." I whispered
"Well of course, it's the talk of the pureblood community." Nott said getting over his initial shock of me arriving. "A Sewlen dead and two missing – we were worried."
"Yea well I'm fine." I said. "I just walked home to see mother's dead body and freaked out so I ran away."
I decided that that was the story I would stick to so that no fingers were pointed at me when Dmitri's death was discovered. And I really did appear to be fine on the outside…more rage just collected on the inside. I was starting to get over it, I will always miss her but I'll never mourn her, she wouldn't ever want that.
"And I'm transferring for good." I said coldly, losing all easygoing humor after mother's death was mentioned. "Now before I'm bombarded with any more questions, I would like for you all to know that yes, Dmitri doesn't mind, and I know Hogwarts doesn't accept transfers, but I'm the exception."
I honestly had no idea on whether or not they will accept me but I had to try, and I doubt Dumbledore would turn me away after I tell him my story.
"So any questions?" I dared.
"Scarlett dear can you sit with me so that I can play with your luscious black locks?" Zambini murmured seductively.
"Ah of course Blaise darling." I smirked walking towards him.
Everyone else, looking scared at my little speech, decided that they would ignore me and talk amongst themselves. Everyone except for Blaise who looked unfazed.
"So Scarlett." He said in a barely audible whisper. "You look tense, how about I take you into a different compartment so that you could…relax."
"So everyone I'm getting kind of hungry, I think I'm going in search for the trolley. Blaise, would you like to accompany me?" I chirped.
"Oh I would love to show you the way Scarlett dear."
"Oi!" Crabbe yelled "Bring me and Goyle back some pumpkin pasties."
"Oh you imbecile." Pansy screeched "They're not actually getting food."
"Oh I geddit." Goyle blushed and whispered. Pansy was on the verge of cracking up with Draco and Theo. And Crabbe just looked dazed and confused. Blaise and I just left before the conversation could continue.
"So some friends we have huh?" I said.
"Yes, oh I think we should wait for the trolley in that empty compartment over there." He pointed at a compartment directly across from us that a couple of giggling girls seemed to be exiting.
Blaise grabbed me and threw me through the open doorway. I sat down and smirked as he shut the door and crawled on top of me.
"So Blaise dear, can you really get me relaxed?"
In response Blaise started sucking on my lower lip and then he bit down. Hard. That was it. Our little make out session, while innocent at first started to get heated. Our tongues were dominating. Both of us were too stubborn to loose. My jacket came off, and then my bustier. I was moaning as Blaise started touching my breasts though my bra. I was sitting there in a black strapless bra making out with Blaise and grinding against him when I heard it.
Well Draco to be exact.
"For the first time in your life Weasley." Draco sneered at the compartment across from us.
I looked over at Blaise questioningly?
"Weasley, which means potter and Granger are nearby." He said while dressing. He realized the moment Draco spoke that I lost interest.
Hmmm Potter. Now that's a name I recognize. Now I just have to dress so that I could meet the famous Harry Potter.
As I walked out of the compartment I saw Malfoy Crabbe and Goyle. Along with them there were the three others I saw previously spying on us, joined by three more boys who seemed utterly unworthy of mentioning. (A/N It was Seamus, Neville, and Dean if you really do care; I just got this from the book) The girl seemed to be a smart one as she noticed me immediately. She was pretty enough, but she really needed to do something about that frizz. The redhead seemed to be embarrassed over something and Draco was laughing at the most ridicules pair of old dress robes I have ever seen. The black haired boy who I assumed to be Potter was still faced away from me and appeared to be glaring at Draco.
"So …Going to enter Weasley? Going to try to bring a bit of glory to your family's name? There's money involved as well, you know…so you could buy yourself a pair of decent dress robes."
"What are you talking about?" Weasley snapped.
"Are you going to enter?" Draco repeated. "I suppose you will potter, you never miss a chance to show off."
"Either explain or leave Malfoy!" said the girl angrily, forgetting about me.
"Yes Draco, explain?" I murmured sweetly.
I succeeded in making everyone in the compartment jump and turn around in shock except for the granger girl and Blaise.
"Scarlett what the hell are you doing here? Shouldn't you be Fucking Zambini in an empty compartment?"
Now when someone gets a rise out of Draco, he lashes out on anyone near, and if it were anyone else they would have just dropped it and ignored him. But I'm not anyone else, I'm Scarlett Helena Sewlen, and I have a reputation to uphold. And I was getting pissed.
"Now Drakie dear," I said sweetly, "What would Aunty Cissy and Uncle Lucius say about your vulgar words?"
"I don't know, probably the same thing Aunt Selene would say about you fucking random boys in train compartments…you know… if she wasn't dead."
That was it! He could call me a slut all he wanted, but mentioning my recently deceased mum and his aunt was taking it too far.
I ran up too him and tackled him down I then proceeded to punch his face repeatedly until it took the combined efforts of Blaise, Crabbe, and Goyle to get me off. I then shoved them off and said Flagrate with venom. I used the spell to give Draco a little 'tattoo' on his chest. Let's just say having Scarlett's Bitch carved into your chest with fiery marks looks kind of painful. I just smirked and turned around. I was about to leave when I noticed something.
"Harry dear if you jaw drops any lower it may just fall off!" I said cheerily "Oh and I'm Scarlett, Scarlett Sewlen, Pleased to meet you" I then skipped away into an empty compartment leaving 9 dumfounded faces and a crying git.