Cassie stood in the Gryffindor common room, taking it all in. The place seemed so homey. For a brief second, Cassie thought that she might be able to get used to being at Hogwarts. Then she came back to reality, because she saw people staring at her. She gave them a sneer that could rival Draco's and headed towards the stairs not really sure where she was going. She saw Ginny holding hands with a guy, but Ginny waved and walked toward her.
"I thought you could use some help finding our dormitory." Ginny said.
"That'd be nice. I'm sorry for making you leave him though." Cassie said.
"He'll get over it." Ginny smiled.
Ginny led her up the stairs and they eventually came to the fifth year girl's dormitory. Ginny opened the door and went in first.
"And here's our humble abode." Ginny said.
Cassie looked at the room. There was nothing extravagant about it. It was rather simple. She liked it. There were five beds. One was Ginny's, one was hers, and the other three belonged to the other girls in the room. The other three girls looked at her and left the room.
"So much for a warm welcome." Cassie said.
"They're not that bad once you get to know them." Ginny said.
"That's the thing; they're not going to want to get to know me."
"It's probably more to do with your brother than you, no offense or anything."
"Figures, Draco would ruin everything for me."
Cassie walked over to the empty bed where her things were. She decided to start unpacking. Ginny sat on her own bed and watched Cassie.
"Are you upset about being Gryffindor?" Ginny asked.
"No, I could actually care less. I'd much rather be back at Beauxbatons." Cassie said.
"You went to Beauxbatons? My brother's fiancée went there."
"Oh? What's her name?"
"Fleur Delacour."
"Don't like her much?"Cassie asked.
"Not really, she's rather annoying.".
"Ah, she does come off that way, doesn't she? Once you actually get to know her, she's a kind person."
"You know her?"
"A little bit. We weren't exactly best friends or anything, but we did know each other."
"So, do you know which classes you'll be taking?" Ginny asked changing the subject.
"I'm sorting that out with McGonagall in the morning. She doesn't really seem to like me." Cassie said.
"Don't worry; she's like that with everyone. She doesn't pick favorites. The professor who's the worst at that is Professor Snape. He hates Gryffindors."
"I wonder how he'll treat me."
"Why do you say that?"
"Well, he's supposed to be my godfather, but with Father in Azkaban…You were there weren't you?"
"Where?"
"The Department of Mysteries last year when my Father was arrested."
"Yes. I was." Ginny said slowly.
"I don't blame you; it was his own damn fault." Cassie said.
"So you don't share your family's views?"
"I'm talking with you, aren't I?"
"Good point."
"But don't think that I don't love my family, because I do."
"I sort of understand. I have this brother, Percy, he's being a git right now, but he is family after all."
A silence over came them. Cassie saw her Gryffindor robes on her trunk. She realized she should probably write her mother. She wasn't sure if she wanted a response back, but it was the right thing to do.
"Hey, I think I'm going to write my mum a letter. You can go back to your boy, if you'd like. I don't want to bore you." Cassie said.
"Are you sure?" Ginny asked.
"Yeah, I'll just have to figure out how to find Draco's owl." Cassie said.
"Just come downstairs when you're done. I'm sure there will be someone that could help you." Ginny said.
"Because they're going to want to help Draco Malfoy's little sister." Cassie said sarcastically.
"Exactly. As long as you ask they'll help. They'll be too scared that Malfoy will hex them for being mean to you. You really could work this for your advantage." Ginny said.
"I never thought about it that way." Cassie said.
"Believe me, I have six older brothers, I think I know what I'm talking about." Ginny winked before leaving.
Cassie sat down at her desk and wrote a letter for her mother.
Dear Mum,
Can I please go back to Beauxbatons or at least come home? I don't want to be here. Everyone compares me to Draco! Speaking of which, I don't know if he wrote you or not, but I was kind of sorted into Gryffindor. I don't know why though, maybe that old hat is jinxed? Please don't tell Father, I know he already feels that I'm a disappointment. It seems like I can never do right around him. I'm not really making many friends, are you sure I need to go to Hogwarts? Well, I love you and take care, Mum.
Love your favorite and only daughter,
Cassiopeia Lyra Malfoy
Cassie folded the letter and put it in an envelope. Now, to find the owlery. She walked down the stairs and was about to go into the common room when she heard people talking about her.
"So what do you think of Malfoy's little sister? Do you think she's just as slimy as he is?" a boy's voice asked.
"Honestly, Ronald, her name's Cassiopeia, but she likes Cassie." A girl's voice reprimanded.
"It was just a question, Hermione. So, what do you think Harry?" Ron asked.
"She doesn't seem like him, which could be useful." Harry said.
"Huh?" Ron said.
Harry remained silent.
"You wouldn't Harry." Hermione groaned.
"What?" Ron asked.
"Harry thinks he can use Cassie to find out about Malfoy and his suspicions." Hermione said.
"That's brilliant mate." Ron said.
"No, it's not. Malfoy's her brother, she's going to remain loyal to him. You know you'd do the same for Percy." Hermione said.
"Don't mention him." Ron yelled.
"It's the truth and you know it Ronald." Hermione said.
"She does seem different though." Harry said.
"Yes, she does. I for one am not going to judge her. I suggest you two do the same. If you get to know her, let it be because you genuinely want to know her, not to know her brothers secrets." Hermione said.
Brother's secrets? They know Draco's up to something. She hoped that they didn't know he was a Death Eater, but then again, how could they? She was hardly informed of her brother's doings, how could they know anything. Cassie wondered if she honestly wanted to get to know Harry Potter. He hadn't admitted to Hermione's suggestion, but then again he hadn't denied it either. She decided she would watch herself around him. She sighed and knew that she really did need to get the letter out, so she walked out into the common room, in hopes of finding someone to take her to the owlery. The common room was empty, except for the Golden Trio. Great, nothing was ever in her favor.
"Um, I was wondering if someone could show me where the owlery is?" Cassie asked.
Ron and Harry just watched her, while Hermione smiled. No one said anything. Cassie sighed.
"Fine, I'll just wander around until I find it." Cassie said.
"I'll take you. Dumbledore doesn't want people wandering the castle by themselves." Harry said standing up.
Cassie just nodded and followed Harry out of the common room.
"So how mad was your brother?" Harry asked.
"Nothing I couldn't handle." Cassie said curtly.
"Are you two close?" Harry asked.
"Listen, I heard you talking in there. Hermione's right, I'm not going to be your source for information on Draco. I don't appreciate being used like that." Cassie said.
"If you were listening, I never said that's what I'm doing." Harry said.
"But you never said you weren't doing it either." Cassie said.
"Tell you what; we won't talk about Malfoy, if that will make you happy." Harry said harshly.
"You're not like Draco says you are." Cassie said.
"I thought you didn't want to talk about him." Harry asked.
"I never said that. I just don't like you using me to find out information. What I'm telling you is of my own free-will." Cassie said.
"Oh." Harry said.
"Aren't you curious, what he says about you?" Cassie asked.
"I think I'd get into trouble with you if I asked. Besides, it's probably nothing new anyways." Harry replied.
Cassie chuckled. She and Harry chatted about nothing important for the rest of the way to the owlery. She wasn't sure of Harry's intentions. She decided that she would be as nice to him, as he was to her. She found Draco's owl and attached her letter. Harry walked her back to the common room and she said good night, and went back to her dormitory; to mentally prepare herself for the day ahead.