*(A/N)* Hehehe, how about that huh?? How many of you did I take by surprise by putting her in Slytherin? ::munches happily on cold pizza:: Hope you enjoyed! Here's Chapter Four...poor Chloe, get ready for WW3!
ps. for serial Carpets, i did what you asked me to!! I didn't use your last name though, sorry!
Chloe Patil at Hogwarts: Chapter four
After Professer Snape left, Chloe and Roz headed up to bed. They were both dead tired, and now Chloe had something else to moan about.
"Roz, can you believe my rotten luck! Imagine, having to follow that git around for at least a week!" she wailed.
"Chloe, don't worry," Roz replied, "How is he going to show you around during the day? I mean, you two aren't even in the same year. If Snape didn't favor Draco so much, he probably would've seen that. You'd be better off with me, as we're in the same year at least!!!" Then Roz looked at her wistfully. "I don't know what your going on about anyway, I've always liked Draco. He's smart, good-looking, and Seeker for our House Quidditch team! He obviously likes you, I can't see him playing tour guide for anyone else!"
Chloe grimaced at the girl. She found Draco to be none of the above, besides Seeker, she supposed. If Roz had ever had a real conversation with him, she would've seen it too. Heck, Chloe herself hadn't yet had a real conversation with him, and look at what kind of impression he'd made on her. She decided not to press her opinion of him to Roz however.
"Yeah, well you can have him for all I care." She grumbled. Roz just sighed.
"Well, here we are!" Roz announced. The two girls found themselves in front of a brown door, bearing the sign Fourth Year Girls. Roz opened the door, and Chloe stepped in, gazing around, impressed.
Five four-post beds lined the outside walls, each equipped with a night side table, a small bureau, velvety green drapes. The room was dimly lit, and Chloe began to wonder how she would ever be able to read in this light, but then noticed the lamps beside each bed. Off the room was a bathroom that contained a bathtub/shower, sink and toilet. She turned to face Roz, who was waiting anxiously for Chloe's opinion.
"I love it!" she cried. "It's just so....cozy I suppose, and comfortable!" Roz looked relieved. The two girls searched through their trunks, Roz showing Chloe her bed, to find their pajamas. After pulling them on, they began to talk about their families while unpacking.
"Well," Chloe began, while placing a pile of socks and underwear into her bureau. "Dad works in the Department for Experimental Charms at the Ministry." She closed the drawer that now held the socks and underwear, and began to hang some of her robes. "Mum is a writer for Witch Weekly. My two sisters go to school here, Padma and Pavarti. It's too bad he haven't got another sister, then she could be in Hufflepuff, and there would be a Patil in each house!" Roz smiled politely. Then she began talking about her family.
"My mum died when I was just little." she began. Chloe opened her mouth to voice her sorrow for Roz when she continued. "Nah, don't tell me your sorry. I was only two, I don't really remember her. My dad's a Curse Breaker at Gringotts, don't see much of him at times. This is why I usually stay with my Gran, she's taken care of me and my brothers my whole life. I have a stepmom too, but she's usually off with my dad." Chloe nodded.
"How old are your brothers?" Chloe asked.
"I have 3," Roz answered, "One half, and two real. Let's see, the oldest is Dave who's 21, then Mark, 19 and Frederick, he's my half brother, he's sixteen. Still goes to school here."
"What's Frederick's surname?" Chloe asked instantly.
"Burney." Roz answered, giving Chloe a quizzical look. "Why?"
"Oh, no reason, just curious." said Chloe, laughing inside. Frederick Burney was Pavarti's 'eternal love', as she'd put it. Chloe couldn't wait to gloat to Pavarti that her love was Chloe's friend's brother.
Finally the two finished their unpacking, and crawled into bed. Chloe fell asleep instantly, not even noticing when the other three girls that shared the room came in and, rather noisily, got ready for bed. She slept heavily all night, having dreams about flying and doing magic once more. She was quite startled when, in the morning, a girl with light blonde hair shook her awake.
"Get up! Come on, it's breakfast! HELLO??? ANYONE IN THERE HUNGRY!?!?" the girl shouted, tapping Chloe on the head.
"Ouch!" Chloe exclaimed, finally waking. She rubbed her forehead to ease the dull pain. "Who're you?" she asked.
The girl who had waken her up grinned. "It's Jessika." then she flounced out of the room. Roz sat up, puffy eyed, and hair tousled. She smiled at Chloe from across the room.
"Don't mind Jess, she enjoys waking us up in the most painful way possible." Chloe nodded her head, then headed towards the bathroom, highly anticipating a hot shower. Instead, she got a cold one. She washed quickly, and emerged, shivering. She dried herself off, her hair magically, then pulled on some jeans, a sweater and her new robes. She came out of the bathroom feeling quite awake and eager to start classes. Roz was waiting. As soon as Chloe came out, roz went in. Then she came out, a disgusted look on her face.
"Uh, Chloe, you kind of made, well, a mess." Chloe wandered over and peered in the bathroom. Wet towels were strewned all over the place, the bottles in the shower tipped over, little pools of water marked the floor, and her pajamas were laying on the sink.
"Oops! Sorry!" she giggled, then, with a flick of her wand, everything began to put itself away. The water evaporated, the towels flew to their respective spots, bottles straightened, and her pajamas flew into her waiting arms. "There!" she said smiling, "Good as new!" Then she walked away, leaving Roz with an amazed look on her face.
"Gosh Chloe, I can't believe you can do that!" she said in awe.
"Well, yeah, it's magic." Chloe said. She found Roz's statement to be kind of odd. "Can't you do that?"
"Well, yeah" Roz answered, "using about 5 different spells! I don't think I know anyone in fourth year that can do conjunction spells, you know, a couple spells with swish of your wand?"
"Oh yeah!" Chloe answered. "We learned those last year."
"Oh, I see." Roz replied, stepping, once again, into the bathroom.
Chloe thought about this for a second. She hadn't thought about what level in magic she'd be at compared to everyone else here. It looked as though she was pretty well ahead in charms, but what about all her other subjects? She began to get slightly nervous.
While Roz showered, Chloe took the opportunity to set up some more of her things. A framed picture of her mom and dad sat on the nightstand, as well as the silver-plated brush she'd received for her twelf birthday from her best friend at Beauxbatons, Candace Manion.
"No!" She chastised herself, "don't think about them!" She found at the beginning of the summer that by not thinking of her old school and friends too much, she didn't miss them too much. Thinking about them hurt, and she didn't need that on her first day of school.
She did, however, pick up the brush and begin to force the few tangles that remained in her long black hair, making it sleek and smooth, just the way she liked it. She pinned up some of the strands in the front, then pulled on her hat.
"There." She said, looking in the mirrior that hung on the back of the bathroom door. "Perfect." Just then Roz finally emerged from the bathroom. Her long hair hung limp, and her eyes were still slightly puffy.
"I'll be a couple more minutes..." Roz said. Chloe nodded her head. She grabbed one of her favorite muggle books and sat down on her bed reading. She preferred muggle books to wizard ones, as the pictures didn't move. Sometimes pictures in wizard books were too distracting. She looked up every once in a while to see Roz muttering something to herself. She didn't ask what she was doing, she figured Roz knew what she was doing.
Suddenly, a loud wail from Roz startled her, and made her drop her book. She looked up and was about to ask what was wrong, but saw what Roz had done. Her jaw dropped in surprise.
"Ohhhh.." Roz moaned, "I was just trying to dry it!"
Chloe didn't know whether to laugh or cry. As it turned out, while trying to use a handy, yet slightly tricky, charm to dry her hair, Roz had made it fall out completely. She looked at her bald friend, still speechless.
"Well," Chloe began, finally finding her voice, "I suppose we should head, I mean, go, to the infirmary." Roz nodded her head bleakly.
"Here, I've brought a hat with me." Chloe said, fetching it from her trunk. "And you can wear your hood." She added. Roz seemed to be the one without a voice now, accepting the hat, and pulling her hood over her head. The two girls headed down the stairs towards the common room which was, thankfully, reasonably empty. The few people who remained were busy studying pieces of paper and didn't notice them.
Chloe directed them through the sliding wall, and succeeded in getting them lost in the labyrinthe of the dungeons. Finally, after admitting this to Roz, her friend began to speak again, pointing them in the right direction.
When they finally reached the infirmary, the witch in charge took Roz into a cubicle and removed the hat, returning it to Chloe.
"Well, this shouldn't be too much of a problem dear." The witch said. "You'll probably be here for most of your day however."
"That's alright." replied Roz. "Thanks Madame Pomfrey." She smiled weakly at Chloe, before Madame Pomfrey closed the curtains of the cubicle, hiding Roz from the view of the public.
"Now dear, there's nothing you can do here." She began, slightly pushing Chloe out the door. "Why don't you go downstairs and eat some breakfast, your friend will eat here."
"B-but.." Chloe began.
"Now, now, I insist. You may be able to visit her at dinner, but not before that!" Madame Pomfrey finished, succeeding in getting Chloe out the door.
Chloe accepted this, but didn't leave without getting directions from the matron of how exactly one got to the Dining Hall. Then she turned in the direction given, feeling slightly nervous. She wandered the halls, not remembering whether she was to take a right or a left.
"So, here we find the infamous Chloe Patil." Said a lazy drawl, coming from someone behind her. Somehow the voice sounded familiar. She turned around, and who else, but Draco Malfoy was coming up behind her.
"What do you want Malfoy?" she asked. She knew she sounded rather rude, but she quickly reminded herself of who she was dealing with.
Malfoy put on an expression of mock hurt. "Excuse me, but I believe it was my job to help you become 'acquainted' with all this," he threw his arms in the air, trying to add more expression in this statement, but instead knocking both his friends in the nose. Chloe giggled. The two looked as though they'd like to hit her in the face.
"Who're the two ogres?" She asked, waving her hand nonchalantly towards the two big guys. "I don't believe we've been properly introduced."
"Crabbe," Malfoy responded, gesturing towards the one on his left, "and Goyle."
"Ahh, well, they look as though they're the offspring of a giant and a hag." She said, flouncing off to her right.
"Wait!" Malfoy called in her direction, a look of deep amusement across his face. "I didn't see you at breakfast, so if that's where your headed, you'll want to go to the left. That way will take you down the Charms corridor."
Chloe looked around, slightly embarrassed, but turned and headed towards the right. Following behind her were Malfoy, Crabbe and Goyle. By taking some lucky guesses, she was able to find her way to the Dining hall without any further help from Draco. She sat down, only to have Draco sit down right beside her. She looked over at him in exasperation.
"Why don't you just leave me alone?" she asked. But before he could answer, Professer Snape was there handing out the new timetables.
"Patil, Chloe" he called.
Chloe, who was just in the middle of a piece of toast, jumped up and grabbed her schedule from him. She'd arranged all her classes with Professer Dumbledore beforehand. It turned out that today she had Care of Magical Creatures, Transfiguration then double Divination. Chloe didn't know if she really wanted to take Divination or not, but she wanted to see if this Trelawney woman was all that she was cracked up to be. This made her think of Pavarti, and she realized she hadn't seen her sisters since the morning that she'd boarded on the Hogwarts Express.
She left her toast, Draco and fellow Slytherins, and made her way towards the Gryffindor table. There she saw not only her sister, but Ginny, Ginny's brother, the girl with the bushy brown hair (who was reading a thick volume as she ate) and a boy with tousled black hair. She sat down next to Pavarti.
"Hey Pav, how'd you sleep?" she asked.
"Chloe! What are you doing?" Pavarti hissed. "Slytherins and Gryffindors are traditionally not supposed to be friendly towards eachother!"
Chloe looked at her sister, not being able to ward off a hurt expression. "PAVARTI!!" She shouted, then looked around nervously at all the faces that had turned to look at her. "I'm your sister!" she continued, lowering her voice considerably. "Screw tradition!"
Pavarti's face softened slightly, yet she still shot glances every which way, as if she was scared that Frederick Burney would come at any second and see her talking to a Slytherin.
"Your friends over there don't seem to share your ideas of 'screwing tradition'." She said smugly, gazing warily towards the Slytherin table.
"Oh, them." Chloe said. "Well, screw them too, I'M not like them! I'M not even INTERESTED in the Dark Arts, although, right now, I wouldn't mind knowing some to get that stupid Draco off my back!"
At these words, Ginny's brother, his black haired friend, and the girl with the bushy brown hair looked up at her abruptly. They wore identical expressions of surprise, as though they couldn't believe she was speaking ill of Malfoy.
Pavarti too had raised eyebrows. "I was under the impression that ALL Slytherins LOVED that idiot." she said sarcastically.
"Yeah, well, not me. He's a stupid prick." She said this simply, as though it was the most obvious thing in the world (Which, she believed, it was) At these words, Ginny's brother spit his juice back into his goblet to prevent him from spraying it all over the occupants of the table. Then, he looked at it in disgust, pushed it away, and turned to Chloe.
"So, you don't like Malfoy?" he asked cautiously.
"Well, so far I've been able to tolerate him, but no, something about him just bothers me." She said, gazing into his eyes. They were blue, and something about his gaze made her feel as though she was falling. She shook her head to be rid of this thought, it kind of made her feel uncomfortable. Ginny was her friend, this guy was her brother. Somehow it seemed weird.
"Hi Ginny." Chloe said softly. Ginny looked up.
"Oh, hi Chloe." She said quickly, then returned to eating her breakfast. All these people seemed so reluctant to talk to her. Then she remembered Beth's words on the train.
"Oh, God Chloe, don't even worry about insulting the Slytherins! Nobody likes them but their mothers, really. Well, they probably like eachother, but, you know...everyone in the other houses avoid them if they can. They're nasty those bunch!"
Chloe was horrified of the idea that people didn't want to talk to her because of what house she was in. She decided to confront Ginny about it then.
"You know Ginny," she began, "I was thinking, we were getting to be friends on the train I thought, I hope that me being in Slytherin doesn't ruin that. I don't care what they think about Gryffindors, really."
Ginny looked up, an expression of relief on her face. "It's not that, it's just that I thought maybe they'd told you things about me and my family....never mind." She finished. Chloe thought she'd seen a Look pass through from Ginny to her brother. "By the way," Ginny began, "I haven't introduced you to anyone!" Chloe grinned at this,
"No, you haven't." She replied.
"Well, you've seen my brother, but I don't think you know his name, this is Ron," she said, gesturing towards her brother. "This here's Hermione," she now gestured her hand towards the girl with the book. Hearing her name, Hermione glanced up and smiled at Chloe, who returned it. "And this," Ginny continued, "Is Harry Potter." She now motioned towards the boy with the tousled black hair. Chloe recognized the name immediately, and longed to look at his scar. She didn't, however, for fear that he'd think she was rude or something. For this reason, she kept her eyes on his when they smiled at eachother. "Everyone," Ginny finished, "This is Chloe Patil."
Chloe got up, gave them all a mock curtsy, then said,
"Well, I'd best be getting over there to join my fellow Slytherins. Talk to you all later! Bye!" she called. They all returned her bye, and she returned to her table.
Immediately, Draco objected to her talking to the Gryffindors.
"What on EARTH did you think you were doing speaking to that filth!" He said, a disgusted look on his face.
"Look Draco!" Chloe began, positively writhing with anger, "Those FILTH are my friends, and my sister! I didn't know you had such strict rules in place about who we can and can't talk to, but I am not one who will follow them, BELIEVE ME! You can't tell me what to do Malfoy, and even if you do, I won't listen! I'm not about to go following your every order like some sick puppy, or like them!" she finished, gesturing towards Crabbe and Goyle.
"Fine!" Draco shouted back. Then gaining his composure, he grinned evily, and said "Good luck finding your classes, have a nice day." Then he walked out of the Dining Hall, leaving her.
"It's O.K. I'll just find someone else to show me my classes, you aren't the ONLY Slytherin you know! Oh, and by the way, you leaving me, it'll probably turn out to be the highlight of my day!!!!!!" She called after him. However, turning around, she found that he was the only Slytherin left to show her her classes. As she'd been talking to the Gryffindors, the Slytherin table had emptied, leaving only her, Draco and his little fan club.
"Stupid, slimy git." She muttered to herself, wondering where to find Care of Magical Creatures.
*(A/N)* WHoo Hoo!! GO CHLOE!!! Hope you enjoyed this-review!! Here, I'll give you the rubric again.
A+ = I loved it , keep going!!
A= It's good, i enjoyed reading it
B= It's alright, keep trying
B-= I've read better
C= Please, spare us and quit now
Thanks!
ps. I have a question for you all, how do you pronounce Slytherin?
Slih as in slih-ther
or Sly as in the sly fox?
Me and my friend always argue about this, so I'm wondering how other Harry Fans pronounce it.
Love and Laughs..............