*A Few Months Later*
I awoke to a tapping on my window. It was the first day of August but still summer so I took the chance to sleep half the day.I stumbled slightly on a pile of school books and wiped the sleepy sand from my eyes.
At the window,was Errol,the Weasley's family owl,with a letter tied to his leg. Ash ,my gray and black owl, woke up and fluttered wings as if to well come his friend. I united the letter from Errol's out stretched leg and allowed him to eat the owl food that dotted a third of my desk after Ash accidentally flew into the bag.
The letter was in Ron's sloppy hand writing and I plopped down on the single beanbag next to my bookshelf.
Amber,
I hope you're having a good summer with your Aunt and muggle friends (No offense). Fred,George,and I rescued Harry from his bloody Aunt,Uncle,and cousin. Mum was pretty made that we took Dad's flying car. I were wondering if yo'd like to meet us at Diagon Alley this Saturday at 10 to get our school supplies. Hope you can.
Ron Weasley
I grabbed a piece of parchment from a stack of fresh paper and began writing a reply.
Ron,
I'm having a pretty good summer. I did a few things with my muggle friends but nothing like Hogwarts.I wish I could have gone with you to save Harry but I beat Aunt Kat would be as angry as your Mum if I did. I would love to meet you guys at Diagon Alley. How about Flourish and Botts? Hope to hear from you soon!
Amber,
I whistled for Errol ,who clumsily fluttered towards me,and tied the letter to his leg. He flew to the direction of the borrow and I watched him till he was out of sight.
*Saturday*
"Diagon Ally" and I was transported to my destination. Aunt Kat was soon to follow but she told me to continue on when she bumped into a friend.
I walked through the crowded street towards Flourish and Botts. I saw first years with armfuls of stuff,Quidditch playerd looking at the newest broom ,the Nimbus 2001, and shoppers will full bags.
I saw a group with red hair and a homey look to them and squeezed my way through the crowd.
"Ron!Ginny!Fred!George!" they spun around and peppered me with hugs,especially Mrs Weasley. "Amber,how lovey to see you again" Mrs Weasley exclaimed.
When I was released from a bone crushing hug,I looked around at the family but didn't find the mop of dark hair and lightning shaped scar.
"Where's Harry? I thought Ron picked him up" I asked curiously. "It seems that the lad had a mixup with the floo powder system" Mr Weasley explained.
"I'll see if I can find him" and I squeezed through the crowd. He wasn't in any shops along the street of Diagon Ally.I wonder if maybe he didn't land in Diagon Ally. It was a bad idea but when have I listened to myself?
I switched to the dark and dangerous streets of Nocktern Ally,a place filled with smugglers,criminals,and creeps.
I noticed a tall being ,too tall, trying to walk through the crowd of nasty looking people without causing trouble or stepping on someone's feet,Hagrid.
"Hagrid!" I called. The giant turned around waddled over to her. "What you doin' down ere'?" he asked. "I was looking for he had trouble with floo powder for the first time". Hagrid nodded "Jus' stay close 't want to run into any trouble" says the person who had an illegal dragon's egg.
Cloaked people gave us the 'eye' and others would stare at us as if we were their first meal. I gulped at the thought and a chilly wind blew through the streets.
We can across a few people that looked like they had found a treasure. Most likely ganging up on poor people ,who happen to stumble into their path.
"Not lost are we,Dearie" a hag crooked. "Um...no" Harry? I tugged on Hagrid's sleeve and he noticed the advancing strangers.
"Harry" Hagrid said loudly,disrupting the ominous creeps. Harry quickly stood up and rushed over to the safety of his big friend.
Hagrid quickly ushered us out of Nockturn Ally. "Wha' where you doin' down there? You shouldn't have been place Nockturn ally is" Hagrid warned.
"Hang on,what were you doing there?" good question. "I was lookin' for flesh eatin' slug repellant" Hagrid replay.
Suddenly,Harry was grabbed by a mop of bushy hair. Not grabbed but hugged,it was Hermione. "Where have you two been? Everyone's been so worried".
"No where special" I smirked. "What happened to your glasses?" she asked Harry. Harry was covering in dust and sot from head to toe and a lens of this spectacles were crackled.
She sighed and waved her wand "Oculus reparo" and his glasses magically mended. "I'll have to remember that sometime" Harry chuckled.
"Hello Hagrid" Hermione greeted. "Ello' I have to be going now. See ya around" we waved to him and headed towards Flourish and Botts.
"Oh,Harry" Mrs Weasley hugged Harry. There was a thick crowd in the bookstore and earlier I noticed a sign that read:
This Saturday only:
Gilderoy Lockhart will be signing copies of his books at Flourish and Botts.
Don't miss it!
I wasn't a fan of Lockhart but 100's of witches would swoon when he smiled. Rubbish I thought. "Who is that?" Harry pointed towards Lockhart and his swarm of fans. "That's Gilderoy Lockhart. Mum fancies him" Ron teased. Mrs Weasley ,who was previously fixing her hair, scowled and swatted Ron in the arm.
"If you don't mind,I'll skip the 'wonderful' chance of meeting Gilderoy Lockhart" Mrs Weasley nodded.
To me,Lockhart was an attention wanting,fame seeking,woman swooning git. First class of Merlin! Ha!
I leafed through a few books but nothing caught my eye. Most of my school list consisted of Lockhart written books. In fact,they were all of his books.
"Harry Potter!" a voice exclaimed downstairs. Oh no I thought. I rushed over to the balcony over looking part of the shop to see a man with a large camera grab Harry by the shirt and pull him over to Locknut.
"Hello there,Riddle" the only person worse than Lockhart was Malfoy,Draco Malfoy. He had grown a bit over the summer and was definitely taller than me. His hair was slicked back and his icy gray eyes glared at me.
"I would have thought you would've been down there with Potter" he said Harry's name with much dislike.
"I don't like drawing attention to myself and I hate that smiling git,Lockhart" I said venomously.
He raised his eyebrows and I pushed passed him to join the people who weren't Lockhart corrupted.
"Hey Amber take a look at this" Fred shoved a book in front of my nose. I scanned the page filled with recipes and ingredients. "What is this for?" I asked. "We're thinking of starting a business" said George."Of pranks" this was Fred. "Mischievous objects" George. "Potions" Fred. "Candy" George. "And so much more!" they said in unison.
That's the twins for you. I saw Harry squeezing his way through the crowd with Hermione and Ron following.
"I bet you loved that didn't you,Potter?" Malfoy stated from the stairs leading to the balcony. He walked in front of us "Can't even go into a bookshop without making the front page".
"Leave him alone" Ginny defended. "Oh look,Potter!You got yourself a girlfriend" Malfoy smirked. The knob of a cane rested on Malfoy's shoulder "Now,now nicely" Mr Malfoy said.
"Mr Potter" Mr Malfoy walked closer. He pushed back Harry's sooty locks of dark hair that covered his scar. "Your scar is is the wizard who gave it to you" Mr Malfoy withdrew his hand. "Voldemort killed my parents" Harry replied shortly.
"You're very brave to mention his name like so or very foolish" a smirk like Malfoy's flickered across his face. "Fear of a name,only increases the fear of the thing itself" Hermione quoted.
Mr Malfoy turned towards her as if he hadn't noticed her. "And you must be..Miss Granger" he looked to Malfoy for clarification. Malfoy nodded to his father and Hermione just glared.
"And your parents" he glanced over to Mr and Mrs Granger,who were chatting away with Mr Weasley. "Muggles aren't they?" Hermione didn't reply.
"We must be going. Come along,Draco" and Mr Malfoy exited the store. "See you at school" Malfoy spat and followed his father. Malfoy's I rolled my eyes. Mrs Malfoy was that bad with Lucius as her husband,she really didn't have a chioce on what they did.
*Later at King's Cross Station*
I ran though the stone barrier to platform 9 3/4 with Aunt Kat following behind.
"Now Amber,stay out of trouble and remember to owl" Aunt Kat smiled. "Since when have I ever gotten in trouble?" I asked cockily. Aunt Kat only smiled and watched me board the Hogwarts Express.
I walked passed compartment after compartment ,muttering who was in each one in my head.
6th year Slytherins,7th year Ravenclaws,Malfoy and his gang,3rd year Slytherins,and it went on and on.
Towards the back of the train,I found one with one other person. It was clearly a girl,judging from the clothes and the flowing sunshine hair.
"You can sit here if you'd like" a dreamy voice said. The girl removed the magazine,the Quibbler, from her face. I accepted the seat gratefully."My name is Luna Lovegood but you can just call me Luna" she introduced. I got a good look at her when I shook her hand.
She had beautiful sunshine colored hair that waterfalled down her back. Her gray/blue eyes looked distant but gentle. She had a necklace made out of green string and old bottlecaps. She wore a flower patterned short was short sleeves and a blue skirt. Overall,she was quite pretty but still slightly odd not to mention her blue lightning shaped earings and the flowers in her hair.
"I'm Amber,Amber Riddle" she smiled. The door slide open and Hermione entered "Where are Harry and Ron? The train is leaving in a few seconds" then she noticed I wasn't alone. "Oh,I'm sorry.I'm Hermione Granger". "Luna Lovegood".
The train departed but no sign of Harry or chatted causally with Luna ,who was a very interesting person.
"I haven't seen you house are you in?" Hermione asked. "Ravenclaw" Luna replied."We're from Gryffindor" Hermione pointed to both me and her. "I have always liked Gryffindor even if I am a Ravenclaw". We continued talking until we were almost at Hogwarts. "Where could they be" Hermione was going to hysterics. I shrugged.
*During the Feast*
It was a bit lonely at our part of the table without the two boys. Ron would be stuffing his face right now.
"Hey,Riddle!" Malfoy shouted.
I looked to the Slytherin table."Is it true? Are you now friends with Looney Lovegood? First Scar head. Then that blood traitor, Weasley. Then that mudblood, Granger" he taunted.
"Hermione, I'll be right back" I quickly left the Great Hall before I puched Malfoy in the face.
Moaning Myrtle's bathroom was my first choice so I headed there, the sounds of cheerful chatter.
The girl's lavatory was empty as always and I walked over to the wall opposite the door.
I leaned against the cool stone and tried to control my fury.
Malfoy was such a self centered git with stuck up friends. He had to ruin everything.
My hands gripped the chilly tile beneath my fingernails as I thought about my previous limes with Malfoy.
I was trembling uncontrollably with anger. I took deep breaths in and out to control my breath. I tried hard to stop but my body irresponsible to my pleas.
I lift my hand in front of my face and I could have sworn my nails were starting to grow. This isn't normal!
I needed to find help. Anyone.
I bolted out of the girl's bathroom and as soon as I rounded a corner,I ran into a black mountain,Snape.
"Where are you going and why are you not at the feast?" Snape asked suspiciously. "Please Professor! Something's happening to me!" I showed him my involuntarily shaking hand and his immediately went pale.
"Follow me,Miss Riddle" I had to jog to keep up with his long strides and I hid my hands in my robes.
When we reached the damp dungeon, Snape began to instantly pick through objects on his desk.
He interjected some of my blood and handed me a foul tasting potion. The potion did its job in calming my nerves while Snape asked a picture to get Dumbledore.
When Dumbledore came in,I was waiting patiently in a rickety old chair while Snape was busy at his crowded desk.
"What seems to be the problem,Severus?" Dumbledore asked the potions master. "It appears that our predictions were right. She does posses the power" Snape sighed.
"I will talk to her,Severus" Dumbledore smiled. "Meet me in my office tonight at midnight,Miss Riddle. I also have a great liking for sherbet lemons" he smiled and left,his violet robes swaying behind him.
"You may go Miss Riddle" Snape said with a wave of his hand. "Thank you, Professor".
I walked through the dungeons to get to the exit but today wasn't my lucky day. The 2nd year Slytherins were making their way to their common room. I mentally groaned and snuck away, hoping everyone was too busy catching up on chatting to notice me...but I was wrong.
"Oi! Riddle!" great, Malfoy.
"What are you doing in the Slytherin dungeons?" he questioned. "None of your bloody business, Malfoy!" I spat.
"Don't talk to my Drakie-poo!" Pansy Parkinson, a pug faced Slytherin, squealed. I rolled my eyes; Pansy was a snotty girly girl who always clung to Draco's side like he was her life line. "Get a plastic surgery, Parkinson" I smirked. I quickly walked away before Pansy could react to my question.
When I reached the common room, the whole room was a buzz with the news of Harry, Ron, and their flying car. Hermione wasn't too happy about their arrival but soon she accepted it.
The prefects shooed us off to our dorms and I followed a sleepy looking Hermione.
*A little bit before 12*
It was almost 12 and the moon casted a pale shadow on the floor. I quietly snuck down to the portrait hole,carful not to wake the fat lady.
The halls were silent and eerie,long shadows stretched across the cold floor. When I reached the stone gargoyle, I whispered the password,sherbet lemon,and the staircase strung to life.
I walked up the twisting stairs until I reached the large,wood door of the Headmaster.
I knocked once and the doors magically opened. Dumbledore's office was filled with odds and ends,strange objects,and peculiar figures.
Dumbledore sat at his large desk smiling at my awe of his office. "Ah,Miss Riddle. There is something I wish to discuss with you concerning this night".
"Please sit" I sat down in the velvety chair in front of his desk. "Lemon drop?" I kindly shook my head.
"Now to business" he said.
"Now,I will say this to you but I do ask that you not interrupt me until I am finished" I nodded and he began.
"Many,many years ago,Merlin was a young wizard. His father was Balinor ,the last Dragonlord. Back then,a Dragonlord could talk to and command a are also kin to the magical beast. After his father was killed,Merlin was then the last Dragonlord. The power of a Dragonlord is passed down from father to son. You,Miss Riddle,happen to be of that blood. True,the power is passed down from father to son but since your father died before he could produce a son,that power was passed down to you. Over the years,the power of a Dragonlord has changed. Dragonlords today can no longer control their untamed kin but they do have the ability of a natural animagus. They are blood to the dragons after all. Your father was indeed a Dragonlord. He loved visiting his friend, Rodger,at his dragon sanctuary to be with part of his blood". I shifted uneasily in my seat. Was that what was happening to me? Was I becoming a savage,fire breathing dragon?
"I believe you,Miss Riddle, are a natural animagus".
