Johnson get the Quaffle first and take off towards Evan but I lay flat against my broom and fly in front of her to stop her then I take the quaffle with a smile to her. I fly to Wood's side, dodging two bludgers, two Weasleys, and Harry before scoring. The game goes on and on. Gryffindor scores only a few points and soon Slytherin is taking a strong lead on the game which of course begins to discourage some of the Gryffs. I see Harry go into a dive and Flint dives to block him which gets the Lions a penalty shot. Evan blocks it.
As the game progresses things get worse for the Gryffindor's until their only hope is for Harry to get the Snitch. I see Harry and Draco go into a dive side by side but eventually Draco pulls up and follows from above looking for the best place to dive in and steel the snitch from above. I score two more goals and help block three before everyone stops and watches. Harry's standing on his broom his fingers inches from the snitch. He stretches a bit farther then—a blur of green darts in front of Harry, taking the Snitch with it and Harry loses balance and falls off his broom seconds later. Everyone sees Draco just hovering in air looking down everyone is holding their breath then Draco holds up the Snitch. "I don't believe it! That's not fair! Malfoy stole that from Potter!"
"Jordan."
"Fine, Professor. Slytherin wins, those lying, cheating, thieving basta—mmhmmm." Jordan's mouth was covered. We did it. Slytherin won. It was time to party. I grin as the three of us are lifted into the air then chant along with the Slytherins who began a chant song that was almost as old as the school and hadn't been used in nearly a hundred years.
"We are worthy, we are proud
Teach us how to be too loud
Don't try to fit in with the crowd
We are Slytherins
We can't fake the way we feel
We were born to keep it real
Quidditch brooms and balls of steel
We are Slytherins
You bite us, we'll bite you back
Better be scared when we attack
Feel the fear we're maniacs
Go Slytherin!
Check out our battle cry
A song to terrify
No one can stand in our way
We are the best
So screw the rest
We do as we damn well please
Until the end
Slytherins
Defenders of anarchy
So scam all the Griffs
The Ravens and the freaks
Blackmail the Puffss,
The slappers and the geeks
And if they complain
We'll do it all again
We do as we damn well please
The asbos the chavs
The emos and their mates
To torment the slags
We offer special rates
And if they complain
We'll do it all again
Defenders of anarchy
We are the best
So screw the rest
We do as we damn well please
Until the end
Slytherins
Defenders of anarchy
GO SLYTHERINS
So scam all the Griffs
The Ravens and the freaks
Blackmail the Puffss,
The slappers and the geeks
And if they complain
We'll do it all again
We do as we damn well please
The asbos the chavs
The emos and their mates
To torment the slags
We offer special rates
And if they complain
We'll do it all again
Defenders of anarchy
Check out our battle cry
A song to terrify
No one can stand in our way
We are the best
So screw the rest
We do as we damn well please
Until the end
Slytherins
Defenders of anarchy
Victorious
Rebellious
We do as we damn well please
Until the end
Slytherins
Defenders of anarchy
GO SLYTHERINS!"
Throughout dinner, dessert and somehow the elf made wine that appeared in every Slytherin goblet the chant goes strong. The common room is one big party all night. people pass out in the most random places and the next day we are all hung over but still we chant for seven days in a row as was tradition… A week-long celebration where we sing the song repeatedly throughout the day when not in class. On the third day of the Celebration Albus Dumbledore demanded we stop and we sing louder. On the fifth day many reporters are at the grates trying to hear the chant so all of slytherin marches in perfect formation down over the grounds and down by the gate that leads to Hogsmeade. I even stop to answer a question.
"Jasmine! Jasmine Potter! Rita Skeeter of the Daily Prophet. Why does Slytherin chant like this. It was just a Quidditch game."
"Every Quidditch game is like a battle. You face off against an enemy, get some bruises and either win or lose. Our Slytherin forefathers invented the chant to celebrate a battle we won and it last's a whole week. We would like to ask the former Slytherins to support us by coming to the next game. It will be Ravenclaw verses Hufflepuff and we are going to be chanting only the best for whichever team we decide to cheer for. Now if you will excuse me." I step back into my spot and we march back to the school, chanting.
When we finally get the end of the week the entire school is tired of hearing the song. We finish the song at dinner the last time then I announce "The week of victory is complete." And the entire school cheers.
Then Flint stands and says "The entire house has agreed that for the sake of the sanity of everyone we will shorten the week of victory to the days of victory. Three days should be sufficient." Even more cheering then everyone returns to their meal as if nothing happened. Wow, those other Houses get over things fast.
As we go along the school work finally becomes more interesting but I still did it all very easily. We begin to have more homework that I still get done quickly as does Evan and Draco and we always have free time which we fill either in the library or on the Quidditch pitch working on flying technics. I agreed to help Draco learn the dive and he taught me the tail whip score that his uncle Ryan Drake used in America.
We would race all around the castle, the sharp turns we had to do to avoid slamming into the walls of the towers help us learn to dodge which is good for our agility. I also convince them to exercise with me so we start running along the inside of the pitch. As the weeks go by the days get colder. Ravenclaw beats Hufflepuff and the next match which is Slytherin Vs. Ravenclaw will be after we get back from the holidays.
In the second week of December Evan and I get a formal letter from Lord and Lady Malfoy inviting us to spend the entire Yule time vacation with them including New Years. "I'll talk to Lily about it. She seems to be starting to like me. And if she says no I'll blackmail her." I say to Evan. "I'll go right now."
Up in Lily's empty classroom I speak to her about it and she doesn't like it at all "Absolutely not. You will not go to that house to spend Christmas with Death eaters. I don't even like you hanging around Malfoy Jr."
"But mother, you're taking Harry to Bermuda and Evan and I don't have a place to go. I promise to make another friend if you let us go."
"No. I'm sorry, but no." she says as she turns away but she freezes at my next words.
"I get it. I always knew Harry was your favorite. I'll just go tell Evan that we don't get Christmas this year. It wouldn't be the first time and won't be the last I guess." I sigh.
"Jasmine, wait!" I turn to her, willing tears into my eyes. "Listen…" she hesitates. "If you and Evan want to go spend the holidays with your friends, than I have no problem with that. I'll tell James. Make sure you let Professor Snape that you will not be staying for the Holidays." I wipe the fake tears away and give her my happiest smile.
"Really!?"
"Yes."
I run over to her and hug her. "Thank you, mother." I say as if I actually cared what she said. Quickly I pull away from her and straighten myself. I save to her and turn to leave.
"Jasmine." I stop and turn back to her curiously. She holds out a box wrapped in muggle wrapping paper. "In case I can't give it to you tomorrow. Happy birthday." I smile and walk over to get the box from her.
"Thank you, mother." I smile.
"Would you mind opening it now? So I can see you open it?"
"Okay." I smile and set the box down on her desk then I tears the paper off. Inside I see a black Karate gi with a white belt.
"I thought you would like to learn hand to hand combat so I hired a Karate Master from China to train you over the summer while we're away. I got one for Evan too, although Originally I was going to give him his on Christmas. Here." She summons another box. "Give him his now and explain it to him." She tells me before I smile and thank her before leaving.
I go down to the Slytherin dorms with a smirk. "Too easy. She said yes after I used the guilt trip on her." I force tears into my eyes and give a pathetically sad look, "I guess I'll tell Evan that we're going another year without Christmas. At least we have each other." I wipe the tears out of my eyes and smirk. "Pathetic really." I laugh. "Oh, Evan, here's a gift. She actually got us something for our birthdays." I hand him the box and he opens it to find the same thing I got. "We're taking Karate classes this summer." I tell him and he smirks.
"Fantastic." He snickers. The two of us go put the gi's away then return back to where Draco is waiting for us.
"So you can tell your parents that we don't have an owl but the other letter I'll write will be our reply." I say as I begin writing my reply to Lord and Lady Malfoy.
Malfoy Manor 3rd person POV
Dear Lord and Lady Malfoy,
Hello. I am writing in regards of the invitations sent to my brother, Evan, and Myself, Jasmine. I am pleased to inform you that we have been given permission to accept you holiday invitation as my family will be unable to watch us anyway. Evan and I would like to take this opertunity to thank you personally for the invitation since it will be the first Holiday Celebration that we will be involved with and we could not think of anyone else to show us what Christmas should be like. Thank you for allowing my brother and I to join you in this time usually reserved solely for family.
Sincerely,
Heiress Jasmine Lily Potter, of the Noble and Most Ancient house of Potter
As Narcissa reads the letter that came with her son's weekly letter she is amazed at how mature the Potter girl is. She has never met a Potter like her and her brother Evan seems to be a lot like her except more quiet. Narcissa smiles to herself as she goes to show Lucius the letter. "I think we made the right choice allowing Draco to have this friendship with the Potter children." Cissa says to her husband.
"I agree. Perhaps one day they can help reunite our family."
"Perhaps but let's not force things. If the Potters have anything to do with the disappearances of Trixie and Meda than the last people they would tell is their children."
"If they are their children."
"Do you think the ministry tests will work?"
"Perhaps. But we cannot force them to take them. We will wait for them to be ready. For now we ask Draco about them in our letters. And Cissy would love to write to Jasmine." Lucius looks down at the letter thoughtfully then adds "I think some important things are going to happen in the years to come. We must be careful my dear… for our own safety." Indeed they must.
Jasmine's POV
~Dream~
"Trixie! Trixie, come!"
"I'm coming, Meda!" Bellatrix Drake says while trying to catch up to her younger sister ahead of her in the large elegant halls. Around the corner through a door, through a portrait guarded passage, into a secret passage and finally they stop. "What is it?"
"You see wroom I find!" She says innocently. Trixie scowls at the idea of seeing yet another room but looks around and the annoyance turns to surprise. Portraits hang all over the walls, every person in them with the Black family crest on them.
"Wow!" Trixie says in awe.
"Gwandmama and Gwandpapa!" Meda states while pointing at one portrait in particular. The two young girls walk over and look at the moving man and woman in one of the newer but no less grand portrait.
"Greetings, young ones. Would you mind telling me who you are?"
"I is—am—Bellatrix Narcissa Andromeda Drake of the Noble and most anch-anc-ancient house of Drake and the Noble and Most Ancient house of Black. This is my younger sister Andromeda Bellatrix Narcissa Drake."
"Are you the daughters of Bellatrix?"
"No. Andromeda Black is our mother. She was still married to daddy—I mean father. She is here now." as if on cue Andy's voice echoes through the hall to them soon joined by Bella and Cissy. "We're in the Portrait room!" Trixie calls. Immediately all three of the women come rushing in to find the girls. Trixie smiles at Bella happily and goes over for Bella to pick her up. "We were talking to Grandmother and Grandfather. They asked about Mother. Mother, you look ill."
"Well being pregnant is very hard. You'll understand when you're much older. I'm going to go lay down."
"Ma! Me with you?" Meda asks tiredly.
"Of course, sweetheart, you can come nap with me." Andy takes Meda and disappears.
"Hey, Trixie, you can enunciate better, right?"
"Bella." Cissy warns.
"Would you like to learn an unforgivable?"
"Bella, no. she's only three." Cissy says.
"Get back, Cissy, or she will learn it on you. ELF!" a house-elf appears.
"Bella, that's Trixie's elf. She adores that elf."
"Vlad is a good elf. Always does what I say." Trixie confirms with a smile up to her favorite aunt. How could Bella refuse that smile.
"Very well. Elf—Vlad, go to a muggle village and find me an evil muggle." Vlad bows then disappears. Bella looks down and Trixie. "Why did you name him Vlad?"
"After Vlad the Impaler. He was one of the best Dark lords in History despite the fact that he's a Vampire. He's the best Vampire in history. He must be for you to tell me about him."
"Most people don't find things like that good. The fact that I tell you things like that."
"Why should I care what they think? I am the heir of two noble and most ancient houses. Right, Aunt Bella?" Trixie recites before looking up at her aunt for confirmation that she had said that right.
"Very good." Just then Vlad appears with a terrified muggle.
"Vlad has found a nasty muggle. Nasty muggle lives in an alley and steals. Filthy muggle thief, this is." Vlad states proudly. Bella goes to simply dismiss the elf but Trixie speaks.
"What does he steal, Vlad?"
"Clothes from people, food from stores, anything he bes getting. He was being stealing from another muggle that he had be killed." Vlad looks disgusted.
"He killed another muggle?" Trixie says in horror.
"A muggle girl child! Mistress Trixie's age."
Trixie has tears in her eyes but she doesn't cry. Instead she turns to the muggle and gives him a very menacing death glare. "Thank you, Vlad. You may clean my room."
"Mistress Andy has ordered Vlad to have Mistress Trixie clean her room."
"So you don't want the honor of cleaning my room?"
"I do Mistress!" The Elf exclaims excitedly, "Vlad is honored to clean Mistresses room! Vlad will begin now!" and with that Vlad disappears.
"Nicely handled, mini-me. Now let me show you how to do it." Bella points her wand at the muggle and grins psychotically and says the curse "Crucio!" instantly the room is filled with the man's screams and Bella's laughter as Cissy holds Trixie who stares in shock at the agonized muggle. Slowly a dark smile forms on the young girls face and she begins to giggle.
"My turn! My turn!" she laughs much to the delight of Bella and the horror of Cissy. Bella gives the girl the wand and Cissy steps away from the armed three year old. "Crucio!"
I sit up in be the screams of the muggle man echoing in my head. Still shaken from what I had seen I pull out my dream journal and I write down the new dream.
December 21st, 1991
I dreamed of her again. I don't know what connection I have to Bellatrix Drake but whatever it is I will find out. This dream was slightly more disturbing than the others. The dream began with Trixie chasing down the hall after her sister and the girls ended in a room that had the walls covered in portraits of the Black family. The girls talked to the portrait of their grandparents then Bella, Andy, and Cissy found them. Andy took Meda and the two of them went to take a nap then things really began getting disturbing.
Bella decided that she was going to teach her niece some spells. Narcissa watched in horror as Bella had Trixie's elf go get a muggle then Bella proceeded to show the girl how to perform the cruciatus curse. At first the reaction to the curse surprised Trixie but then to Narcissa's horror, and mine, Trixie became enthusiastic and wanted a turn. I woke with the screams of the muggle ringing in my ears. I wonder what else happened in that girls life. I wonder what happened to her. I'm going to find out.
Sweet Dreams,
Jasmine Potter
I close the journal and I put it into my trunk then begin packing everything else that I had pulled out, which wasn't much. As I finish packing I hear movement and turn to see the Daphne climbing out of bed. "What's wrong? What time is it?"
"It's almost four in the morning and nothing's wrong. I just don't sleep very well usually is all. You can go back to bed if you want I was going to the common room to read."
"I think I'll accompany you. I always enjoy extra reading time and I packed last night so."
"Alright." The two of us go up to the common room which is empty and we sit in seats beside the fire and read some of my books. As the sky slowly starts to brighten it becomes easier to see the pages. Draco and Evan are the first two awake after me and Daphne. "Ah, Draco, Evan! I'm sure you've all met. This is Daphne Greengrass. Daphne, I know you've met Draco, this is my youngest brother, Evan."
"It's a pleasure to meet you, Miss Greengrass." Evan says as he bows and politely kisses the back of her hand.
"And you, Mr. Potter. So you're the youngest?"
"Unfortunately. I wish I could have been born closer to Jasmine. Harry's just plain awful." Evan scowls.
"I can imagine." Daphne smiles before she stands and says "I must go make sure I have everything ready. It was a pleasure speaking with you. Here is your book, Jasmine."
"Thank you." I smile while taking it from her. When she's gone I turn and look at my brother with raised eyebrows.
"What?"
"Oh, nothing." I state. He is so naive sometimes.
Right after breakfast everyone leaving files for the train except for Harry, James and Lily who would floo home for a bit then go on their trip. The ride home was peaceful since Weasley had stayed at school for the holidays. The three of us sit and I read while the two boys quietly play a game of chess.
As we pull into the station I see young Cissy trying hard to stay with Lucius and Narcissa instead of running onto the train to find us. We grab our things trunks and Draco's owl and we all walk off the train right over to them. "Good afternoon."
"Good afternoon, Lord Malfoy. It is a pleasure to meet you." Evan and I say together before turning to Narcissa "Good afternoon, Lady Malfoy."
"Good afternoon, children." She replies as she fusses over Draco. I see Draco frown and look around as he tries to cease his mothers' fussing. I smirk at him and he glares.
"Narcissa, perhaps you can continue at the House?"
"Of course Lucius, My apologies, my child."
"Apology accepted, mother." A hidden I missed you is there in his words once you get passed the false arrogance.
We arrive outside the Malfoy Manor front gate and Lucius keys us into the wards so we aren't thrown out before taking us in. "Dobby!" Lucius calls right as we enter. With a pop a young House-elf appears. "I want Draco's possessions in his room. Evan and Jasmine can each have a room on either side of Draco. Be sure to put their names on the doors of their rooms." Dobby bows and almost disappears but Narcissa gestures for him to wait.
"But Lucius, the room to the Right of Draco's is—"
"I'm sure if she was here she wouldn't mind sharing. Dobby, make sure Jasmine gets the room on the right of Draco's but don't remove the original name." the elf bows and disappears along with all three trunks and the now empty owl cage. Draco's eagle-owl was released outside and would come to Draco's room later. "Well then. Evan, Jasmine, welcome to Malfoy Manor." I look around and am surprised to see it looks familiar. As If I've been here before. Odd.