Chapter 54 Slytherins

A/N: I'm glad most of you seemed to like the last chapter, I hope you like this one as well. It changes POV a lot, but I put their initials before each change, so hopefully that helps. Its actually kind of difficult to switch minds that much... hopefully it turned out ok ^_^

on to the story!

~*~PP~*~

Pansy sat on the train to Hogwarts. Blaise, Theodore, Crabbe and Goyle were in the compartment. Draco usually joined them after the Prefect meeting. She sighed.

Life was not going how it was supposed to. She was 16, and not betrothed. Draco should be hers by now, she should have a necklace or ring or something that tells the world she is off the market and set to become a Malfoy the second she finishes her education. She should be finding a suitable Manor for her to run for her husband as he works in the Ministry and does his duty for the Dark Lord.

Now her best shot at becoming a Malfoy lies in a half-bloods indifference.

Pansy looked out the window as Blaise nagged Goyle for some new form of idiocy. If only I could find a way to make Potter revolting in his eyes.

The only problem with that, was that she couldn't see how she wasn't revolting. She had messy hair and ugly glasses, she was too independent and took her education way to seriously. She had no breeding or class, as her 16th birthday proudly displayed. She also had horrible taste in men. Dumping Draco for a Weasley... dating a Hufflepuff... who knows what she'll get with this year.

After dating a Weasley, its a miracle shes not pregnant. Everyone knows they were baby making machines, and had no scruples about premarital sex. Might as well be muggles...

Pansy grinned as a thought flitted into her head. Potter would date anyone, obviously, so what if she got someone to date her, make her fall hard in love, get her to sleep with him, then dump her, hard.

She just had to find someone who could do the job.

He had to be attractive, but not too attractive, he couldn't already have a bad reputation for breaking hearts. He had to be smart, Potter could tell a bad liar, any Slytherin could.

She had to find a Ravenclaw...

~*~BZ~*~

Blaise had never cared for Draco, he was distant and silly, but she disliked being used. Even though she had been using him... that didn't matter. It wasn't the point.

The point was that her pride had been hurt and she was determined to get revenge.

She knew Pansy would be out for blood, she seemed to think the boy belonged to her. Like she had more of a right to him and his lifestyle then other girls. She would be a good ally.

But she was stupid. She would think of something petty and pointless that did nothing to make anyone feel any better about the situation. What she needed was a good idea. Blaise could come up with a great idea, given time. And Pansy could be useful in putting it in action. She just had to make sure the stupid bint didn't do anything before the time was right.

Starting drama at the beginning of the year never did any good. Let everyone get comfortable first, then make a mess.

But she needed to convince Pansy to wait, she needed a plan...

~*~DM~*~

Draco sat in the Prefects compartment, listening to a stuffy Ravenclaw Head Girl go on about the rules and introductions of the new prefects. The new Slytherins were two he didn't recognize as influential in their year, which was an odd choice for Snape, he knew the Slytherins wouldn't listen to just anyone, no matter the power given to them.

A mousey boy named Sam Andrews, who looked like he'd be happier in Hufflepuff, and a sharp-eyed girl named Saphira Taylor, a muggleborn if he wasn't mistaken.

She had more of a chance then he, she had to be strong to survive in Slytherin with no magic blood.

Finally, they were dismissed! Draco got up to head out, ready to wait for the 5th years to find them in a few hours. He headed to June, who was sitting with Granger and Longbottom, when someone beat him there.

The Head Boy, Benedict Jackman, a pompous, pretty boy, typical Gryffindor, tall, broad, golden blond hair and baby blue eyes, had stopped to talk to June.

"Would you stay after, June. I'd like to... chat for a second," the golden boy said with a disgusting grin.

Granger sighed with obvious jealousy, and smiled at June before rushing out of the room, dragging a frowning Longbottom with her. Draco reluctantly followed them out, not able to catch June's eye due to the lump of a Gryffindor blocking his view.

He did wait just outside the door though. Unable to hear what was going on inside, despite a few eavesdropping spells, it was a very long ten minutes until June emerged.

She rushed past him, and when he looked back in the room the guy was grinning with his hand to his cheek.

Draco fumed and stormed off to find his Slytherin friends. He had no desire to sit with June and listen to her gush to her girlfriends about the hunky Gryffindor.

~*~JP~*~

Junes hand stung from how hard she had slapped the Head Boy. She intended to speak with Snape about as soon as she had a chance.

What an asshole, I can't believe he thought I would just fall into his lap... a savior for a savior... "a girl as delicate as you should have someone who could protect her" as if I need his protection!

June seethed as she stormed through the train, almost running past the compartments in her fury.

Ugh, why does every pureblood think I either want to roll over and be someones good little house wife, or that I'm like Blaise and willing to do anything to marry well? Is that the only role of "good little witches" in this world? To breed and serve?

She burst into the last compartment, her usual spot where her friends knew to meet up. Hermione had apparently already told the rest about why she was late, as every girl was at the edge of their seat, waiting to hear what happened, while Ron and Neville looked concerned.

June took a moment to catch her breath and then spoke very carefully.

"if I ever hear of any one of you even considering dating that vile, disgusting, creature, I will personally knock some sense into you."

the boys sighed in relief, they probably knew something the girls didn't, something that only boys tell other boys.

The girls burst forth with a million questions, only growing silent when June raised her hand.

"He asked me to stay, as soon as everyone left he sat uncomfortable close to me, placed his hand on my knee and made his proposition. When I declined his offer to possibly be his future trophy wife, his smile widened and he said that he knew I'd be just like the other Slytherins, easy as breathing, and told me that his room was always open to me, while he slid his hand up my thigh and tried to go up my skirt." the looks of horror on her friends faces made her feel a little better about the situation. "then I pushed him, slapped him, and headed here."

again the girls all spoke at once, this time June sat and let them go on. Ron and Neville shared a significant glance, but said nothing.

The cacophony was interrupted when the compartment door opened and Colin was standing there.

"June, Ginny, Hermione, Neville, and Daphne," he said with a smile, "you are invited to join a few select students in the front compartment for lunch."

they were silent for a moment, then Neville said, "what?"

Colin's grin widened, "the new professor wants to spend some time with a few top students. You all are on the list he gave me."

Ron scowled fiercely, and sank in his spot.

June stood up, "i could use some mindless flattery about my awesomeness. You guys coming?"

Hermione and Daphne couldn't say no to a direct invite from a teacher, Neville and Ginny were too honored to even consider rejecting. This left Luna, Millie and Ron alone in the compartment. Luna just smiled and waved, Millie just smiled a little, while Ron muttered to himself disgruntledly.

~*~BZ~*~

Blaise sat with her arms and legs crossed. She was surrounded by mostly idiots. A few Ravenclaws and Hufflepuffs, a handful of Gryffindors, mostly Junes little crew of em, and a few of her fellow Slytherins.

Very few.

Draco had joined them after the prefect meeting, and sat silently between Crabbe and Goyle, obviously furious about something. Less then ten minutes later the June's Camera Boy knocked on the door and told her she was being summoned to the front compartment for a special meeting. Just her. Well, and the Carrow Twins, but they were second years and hardly counted.

Now she sat watching the boy across from her gorge himself on the lunch that was provided for them surrounded by goodie-goodies. And she had no idea why she was here.

So far the blob of a teacher who was hosting this thing was just going around asking the students about their families. They all had influential families, that were not connected to the Death Eaters.

She had heard of people like this Slughorn, who collected people and took the credit for them becoming something. It wasn't a bad idea, especially if one had ambition, without direction. Kind of like her...

she watched as Granger got flirted at by some McLaggen guy, she didn't seem interested in the slightest.

June was chatting with the Bobbin girl, a third year Ravenclaw who's family owns a chain of apothecaries. they were discussing the pros and cons of dried vs fresh ingredients.

The Weasley girl looked bored while Daphne tried to listen politely to the McLeggan kid brag about his family's something-or-other.

Longbottom was staring moony-eyed at June, as he usually did.

"and you Miss Zabini, your mother is quite well off, what's her secret?" Slughorn asked, looking a little desperate after the disappointing answer he got from the kid stuffing his face.

Blaise grinned her best evil Slytherin grin, "she likes rich men, and shes always been a talented potion brewer."

Slughorns eyes widened, and shifted to Weasley, "and you Miss, I've heard of your talent with emotion based spells"

Blaise tuned out again, hopefully she had cured his interest in her.

~*~PP~*~

after Blaise left, Pansy spent her time and energy telling Draco all about how amazing her summer was, talking up her activities and accomplishments. She'd always been trained to be the kind of woman who would make a good Mrs Malfoy, but now that she was 16, her training was being put to practice. She was hosting and planning events, she was attending dinners with her parents, even meeting eligible young men. Her father was determined to find her a good match, since he had not received the offer of a betrothal from the Malfoy's at her birthday party. So far no offers, but she figured they were intimidated by her class and breeding.

She could tell Draco was impressed, he wasn't talking and looked like he was thinking really hard about something. June wouldn't make half the wife she would.

When Blaise returned, she made a short explanation about how the new Potions teacher was recruiting students with promising futures for his little club, but she had to be lying. Who had a more promising future then her Draco? And her of course, but she was a girl and not meant to stand alone.

Ah, the Death Eater thing. He must not be very bright anyway.

She had to return to her plan, part one, make Draco see that shes the perfect bride, part two, find someone who will make June fall in love with him, get her out of her Dracos mind.

"i wouldn't be surprised if Longbottom made a move on Potter soon, he's getting more doe eyed every year." Blaise sneered.

Draco shook his head, "i think hes too late, she met with the Head Boy after the meeting today. In private. He looked pretty pleased after she'd left."

Pansy scowled. That boy had a reputation for romancing a girl until she gave it up. In fact, if she recalled correctly...

"Ben Jackman? Are you kidding?" Blaise scoffed, "June wouldn't fall for his cock and bull lines, shes heard them all through me 3 years ago!"

Yep, he was Blaise's first. I wonder if June even remembers that its him...

"besides," Blaise continued, waving her hand dismissively, "June's never been into that kind of guy. She's more into the sweet, charming, down to earth kind of guy. The ones who don't care about image and prestige."

Draco looked confused, but Pansy hoped he was realizing he never could stand a girl who didn't respect his family name and breeding. She would just lower them.

Yes, it looked like convincing Draco that June was a bad choice wouldn't be too hard, but she still wanted June to be taken in by some guy. She wanted someone to break her heart.

~*~BZ~*~

Draco left to do his rounds with June, Teddy, Crabbe and Goyle wandered off somewhere, leaving Pansy with Blaise.

"So, whats your plan?" Blaise said, crossing her legs.

Pansy looked surprised for a second, then her eyes hardened. "I don't know what you're talking about."

Blaise smiled, "we both know that you haven't given up on Draco, and we both know that you blame June. So, what is your plan, so that I can tell you my plan and actually get something done."

Pansy glared, then smiled smugly. "I'll have you know, that my plan is brilliant. I'll make Draco see how perfect I am, while taking Potter out of the picture by getting her to fall in love with someone that I hire. Most likely a Ravenclaw."

Blaise blinked. "Thats the stupidest thing I've ever heard."

Pansy glared, "Well, what's your idea, Ms Smarty."

"i don't have an idea yet." Blaise said, "but I can tell you whats wrong with yours."

her glare deepened.

"If Draco never liked you before, he's not going to suddenly like you unless something really drastic changes, and more then just June falling in love with some guy, that kind of thing changes. Plus, getting a guy to pretend to be in love with June, to make her love him won't work. She's too smart for that. Hell, Susan Bones is too smart for that!"

slowly Pansy's glare fell into contemplation. "Fine, you come up with something, but do it fast."

Blaise grinned, "give me till the first Quiddich match, if I don't come up with something by then, I'll help you with your plan, or anything you come up with between now and then."

Pansy nodded, "Deal."

~*~DM~*~

Draco walked with June, they were patrolling their section of the train, a dull task.

"So, what did the Head Boy want?" Draco asked carefully. He trusted Blaise's opinion, but he wanted to hear it from June.

June looked down as she walked, "He made his interest in me known, in a very rude manner, and I turned him down, in a slightly violent manner."

Draco's brow furrowed. Rude? "Is it something that needs to be handled?"

June would know what that meant, it was a common question in Slytherin. The young ones were picked on, the girls attacked, the boys ganged up on. They were Slytherins, they were targets for the rest of the school, especially "brave" Gryffindors. They would always spread the news, they needed to know who to watch out for, but it was always up to the victim how it was handled. If it was minor, it would be ignored, if it was mediocre it would be avenged, and if it was serious Snape was involved.

As Prefects and 6th years, they would be doing a lot of the "handling" this year. Fifth years were swamped with O.W.L.s, 7th years needed to focus on their future, and everyone else was too young. So, it fell to the 6th years.

June smiled a little, "no, its fine. if it progresses, it will be at a Snape level."

so it was serious.

Obviously she didn't want his help with it though, so he changed the topic.

"how was the meeting with the new teacher?" Draco asked, "Blaise said you and a bunch of the Gryffindors were there."

June nodded, "it was a little dull, but I did meet Melinda, her family is high in the apothecary business, it was very interesting talking to her. I look forward to the parties he promised, if only to speak with her and to learn a bit more about my fellow students."

Draco raised an eyebrow. "don't you know enough of our year mates from other houses?"

June laughed, "Melinda's a 3rd year, and I don't know very many of the younger years, or even the seventh years. I could be working with these people when I'm out in the real world, it would be nice to know a few of them since everyone knows who I am."

Draco shook his head, "you would make a really good politician."

June shook her head, "i can't imagine being anything like Fudge or Scrimgeour."

Draco nodded, "yeah, thats true. You're way to honest."

June laughed, "you make that sound like a bad thing!"

Draco just smiled.

He was starting to think his Mother was right, maybe if he started actively breaking the Malfoy rules, she'd see him in a different light. Maybe if he really started trying to figure out who he was, aside from a Malfoy, he'd be the kind of man she wants. Needs. He needed to start from the base, and work his way up. He would start tomorrow, with his clothes.

He saw how the way they dressed changed the Weasel Twins, they acted different, walked different, even looked at other people differently. It was kind of frightening how they had almost seemed like the kind of people he could run into in his fathers group of associates. Then again, they would revert back to being Weasels with the slightest provocation. But wasn't that the point of being yourself? No matter whats going on, you are always you...

~*~JP~*~

June finally made her way back to her friends for the last leg of the train ride. She sat with her eyes closed, between Hermione and Daphne, as they all talked about their summers.

She must have drifted off, because the next thing she knew, she was being woken up by Millie, telling her they were almost there. The others were changing, Hermione and June already in their robes for their Prefect duties.

They took a carriage up to the school, June starting at the sight of the leathery, scaly black winged horses that pulled the carriages. She slowly walked up to one and held out her hand to pet it. Thestrals. She'd learned about them before, but now she could see them. And she didn't understand why... she hadn't seen anyone die, thats what everyone said was the catalyst...

she shrugged, I'll ask Snape later.

Her, Daphne and Millie separated from the group to sit at their House table. The sorting passed with surprising slowness, apparently the Hat wanted to make sure they knew what he thought of the current politics of the school. June agreed, they needed to be united, not separated into enemies. Too many people took House rivalries too seriously.

The feast was quiet, Pansy glaring at Daphne like it was her fault she'd spent the previous year in exile.

This is going to be fun...

in the dorm, the room had been expanded to fit the extra bed, and unluckily for June, she was still right next to Pansy. Daphne was across the room between Blaise and Millie.

Al she could think of as she closed her eyes, was thank Merlin she knew that no matter what class was first thing the next morning, it was one that she had chosen.

~*~JB~*~

A/N I know its short, sorry, but its all I had to say for this part. Next chapter will be up as soon as I write it. Please Review :) the more I get the more I write.