Okay, so I changed this chapter cause it was way to cheesy.

Hope you enjoy!

"She's cute," Draco had thought when he looked at Emery.

"She's cute" He had thought as he saw her smile.

"She's cute," He had also thought as he watched Emery play with her foo as he turned around to face her. (Damn, Draco, you need to some better vocabulary words.)

"Hey," Emery's voice drew him out of his thoughts. "You're Draco, right? Draco Malfoy?"

"Yeah," Draco replied. "And you are Emery, right? Emery Potter?

"Yep," She said, jabbing a thumb to her chest. "I am Emery Potter, little sister of Harry James Potter, at your service."

But then she turned serious and looked Draco straight in the eye. "My brother has said some many interesting things about you," She said, putting emphasis on interesting.

Not knowing on how to answer, Draco merely nodded nervously.

"Well, he does say interesting things about people like my Godfather, so I guess I'll hear you out."

Draco nodded again.

"How did you guys exactly become enemies, anyway?" She asked.

"Well, I had offered to be his friend but he refused. He turned down my precious offer," He said, arrogance laced in his voice.

Emery raised an eyebrow and said "Go on..."

"But he oh so rudely declined it, and I was just being nice!"

"But Harry said something about a boy named Ronald Weasley," Emery intervened. "You have to had done something to him,"

"Fine, I insulted that ginger." Draco admitted. "I'm sorry," He added.

"If you want to apologize, then do it to him. But Harry has called you a lot of insults lately..." Emery said.

"Like what?"" Draco asked.

"Oh, he called you a slimy git, a greasy git, filthy cockroach...There are tons of them." Emery trailed off, counting them with her fingers.

"Well, what do you think I am?"

"I think you're just fine." Emery replied. "Except that you wear too much hair gel."

"Hey!"

Emery amusedly smiled at Draco. She had told her Godfather that she wanted to sing a song to him and he had said yes. This also led to a surprising comment from him:

"Emery, do you just want to impress the young Malfoy?" He had said teasingly.

"W-What! No! I just wanted to sing it for you!" She had stammered, and blushed tomato red.

Looking back, she couldn't figure out why. If he was a normal boy, she would just have sighed, and eyed the person in a scary kind of manner. It was like her own world was turning upside down, and here's the weird part: she kinda liked it. Which, freaked her out even more.

Face palming internally, Emery led Draco to the living room as she stepped in front of the adults.

Wish me luck, Emery mouthed to Draco.

He gave her a thumbs up as her face relaxed and she started to sing.

It was the most beautiful thing he had ever heard. Her voice was as smooth and soft like a river, twisting and winding swiftly around each verse.

Her notes also fit together perfectly, like a puzzle that was finished. And, something about her voice was so oddly entrancing he found himself mesmerized by it, and he was reminded of his happiest memories.

Flashback

"Hi, Draco!" A girl with big green eyes and black hair waved to him. "How are you doing?"

"I'm doing fine," Draco had replied.

"That's good," Emery grinned brightly, her smile shining brilliant white. "C'mon, I want to show you something!"

She reached out a hand to him and just when he was about to take it, it faded.

Flashback over

Draco opened his eyes. Emery was standing in front of the adults, looking at them nervously. They all turned to her and applauded. Draco joined in too, smiling brightly.

She seemed shocked and bowed a little bit, grinning happily. What was even more astonishing was that Lucius Malfoy was clapping enthusiastically. He had not remember the last time his father had been so happy.

It was like centuries ago.

She must be very talented to have my father clap for her. Not to mention, she's really cute, amaz- Wait, Draco, what are you thinking?!

Face palming himself for the millionth time, he smiled at her and reached out his hand.

"Friends?"

Emery took his hand gladly. "Friends."

After exchanging goodbyes, the Malfoy family left, leaving Emery standing alone in silence. Uncle Sev had headed back to his office, barely even acknowledging her. It was like a teenager's drastic mood swings, one minute he was all friendly, and then another minute he went back in to his cold emotionless state.

Which was another reason why she didn't want to be a teenager.

Sighing, Emery turned down the hall towards the library. With this much time, the least she could do was to prepare for her next year at Hogwarts.

The wooden oak door creaked as it opened, and she arrived at the one place she loved most: The Library.

Smiling, she plopped herself onto a plump red armchair and picked out another potions book from the shelf.

Yawning, she skimmed the pages for some new knowledge, discovering that it was just a beginners book. She was about to reach out and get another one when a sleek dark green book fell out.

The Title caught her eye for some reason: The words The Song of the Sirens were engraved in gold on the top.

As Emery picked it up, she could feel a entrancing and mysterious aura radiating from it. It was like the book was begging her to read it. She traced the edge and it suddenly began to glow gold!

Golden sparks started to fly from it as she shielded her eyes. Emery could faintly see the book starting to open, it's pages flipping and turning like some sort of golden windmill.

"What the heck?!" She shouted, trying to swat the sparks away.

As the light began to fade, Emery rubbed her eyes and cautiously stepped toward it. Turning around to check if anyone had seen the light, ( which ironically I said was blinding) or heard her yell, she picked up the book and read the page.

It read:

The Song of the Sirens

The Song of the Sirens is a enchanted necklace that grants people powers. There are only a few very rare people in the Wizarding world that are worthy of that necklace.

Those few people, just as the top says are very rare. They only come by in a few thousand years and when they do, trouble is usually about to happen.

The enchanted necklace uses the holders voice and feelings to let out the power. It can be used for healing, seeing glimpses of the Future, hypnotizing and luring people into a Trap, Teleporting, and a lot of other powers.

The necklace is extremely powerful, and it will be very dangerous if fallen into the wrong hands.

There is also a legend behind the necklace. It is said the necklace is a prison of a Descendant of the Sirens, a beautiful yet mysterious race of mermaids. The Sirens use their beautiful yet alluring voice to lure people and trap them.

It is said a Siren fell in love with a human wizard and they gave birth to a half siren-half wizard child. But with every passing day, she became darker and more evil until finally killing her parents, and started to and destroy wizard after wizard.

Finally, Merlin, the great wizard, defeated her and was just about to finish her off when. she pleaded for her life, begging him to spare her. He agreed but gave her a worse fate than death. Merlin trapped her in a necklace, bewitching it so she could never harm anyone again.

But that Intention was destroyed. The girl had a bit of her power left, so she decided to use other people for her evil gains.

She handpicked a few people with beautiful voices, bestowing them the amulet, but she turned them into monsters, slaughtering hundreds of wizard and witches.

But one of them, a little girl about 12, resisted. She fought against the Amulet day and night, until finally pushing the siren back into the shadows.

She only had a few minutes left to live. Deciding there was no other choice, she sucked herself into that amulet, turning herself into a spirit and bestowing the holder with other powers, which were the powers of healing, teleporting, purification, and Guardianship.

So in every two thousand years, a new girl will rise to take the Amulet, wielding it's powers for either good or Evil.

And that next girl will be...

The space next to it was blank as Emery stared at it in mild curiosity. She lightly traced it, wondering who the next holder would be. But that probably would be in another few hundred years to come.

"Boy, am I glad that I'm not going too be the one," She said as she yawned hugely. "Better get off to bed then!"

Little did she know, as she walked back to her room, the book flashed bright green and there were the words...

Emery Nightflower Potter, the last holder of the line of the song of the Sirens engraved in gold.

So what do you think? You like it?

Yes readers, breathe it in, My character, Emery Nightflower Potter is the one and last holder of the Song of the Sirens. I decided to add this in to make you guys become more interested.

So please, review and tell me what you think!

Disclaimer: I made up the Song of the Sirens, but Harry Potter belongs to J.K Rowling!

-Gemstone 101