DISCLAIMER: I OWN DOMOVOI AND LOUISE, AND ANY OTHER CHARACTERS AND SETTINGS OF MY OWN/CHRIS'S CREATION. ANY OTHERS ARE PROPERTY OF J K ROWLING
That night I tossed and turned, questions flying around my head, my encounter with Donna earlier on that day still fresh in my mind. There had been something about her, that seemed so, familiar. Those eyes had hidden a secret and I intended to find out what. And she knew Dom? At that thought I felt a peculiar feeling wash over me, a burning anger that I could not pinpoint. Reflecting back I recalled her wearing a slytherin robe. That is where I would have to go, behind enemy lines, and I would have to be sneaky. But how? As I lay there, I recalled an old story my mother used to tell me about the Hogwarts legends, back when a notorious villain named Voldemort was alive and the greatest wizard of all time, Harry Potter, defeated him with the help of his comrades. I recalled a story of his best friend Hermione Granger, who later went on to become a professor, using a concoction of a polyjuice potion to transform herself, with disastrous consequences. That was it, POLYJUICE POTION! It was a simple enough potion, even for a first year like me, and it would help me to delve deeper into the mystery. And for the rest of the night I lay there, formulating my plan, until the first rays of sun appeared in the sky.
The great hall was buzzing with chatter as I entered to take my place at the Gryffindor table, my eyes scanning the room to see if I could spot Donna. That was odd, the Slytherin table was full, with no sign whatsoever of her. I was sure I would have recognised her face, as her makeup was slightly exaggerated beyond the style of most of the slytherin girls. She had a birdlike structure, thin and frail unlike the other residents of her house. As I scanned the table, I caught eyes with Dom briefly, before I turned my back and proceeded to sit down at my own table.
"Hey, are you alright?" the girl to my left asked me, looking concerned. I recognised her from one of my classes, a fair girl with a pretty face.
"Yeah, I'm fine," I assured her, attempting a weak smile.
"If your sure… I'm Matilda," Matilda introduced herself to me, still suspicious.
"Louise," I replied, reaching out to shake her outstretched hand.
Taking this as an invitation, Matilda began to babble about our classes together and I just listened, my thoughts distracting me.
"Hey, Matilda? Do you know a girl from slytherin called Donna?" I interrupted her, during her enthralling speech on Gillyweed and its antiseptic uses.
"Er…no..? Why?" Matilda stammered, looking confused.
"Oh, I was just wondering.." I trailed off, and feeling incredibly rude, I gestured for her to continue and tried to listen intently to what she had to say.
It was later on that afternoon that I had some free time. Carefully concealing the vial of polyjuicee potion I had gathered from the potion teachers restricted cupboard, I made my way to the empty girls bathroom.