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Chapter 3


Kirsten lay in her bed in the girls dormitory. She had the bed next to the window, and on her other side was Pansy Parkinson. She thought she was the only one awake, until a sudden movement by her side told her otherwise.
"I don't know who you are or where you came from, but there's something you ought to know. Draco is mine. Just because your related to the famous Potter doesn't mean you can get any guy you want. I'll be happy to stay on good terms with you, as long as I never see you to close to my Draco." Pansy said, with a smug look on her face. Kirsten had a feeling she got great joy from saying Draco was hers.
"First off Pansy, I have no inclination to go after your boyfriend. You can have him. Second, you already came off "good terms" and landed yourself on my bad side. If you want to be on "good terms" with me, you'll allow me to have an intelligent conversation with Draco without having to worry that you'll hex me all the way to Gryffindor tower. Okay?" Kirsten sighed. She really didn't want to have this conversation right now.
"Fine. But if I ever catch you doing anything more than talking..." Pansy warned.
"You won't. Trust me." Kirsten said, rolling over. "Goodnight."
She stared out the window, but not really seeing anything. All she could think about was, Voldemort was out there somewhere. The only family she had known was dead. She was in Slytherin house. She was surrounded by people who's parents were Death Eaters. Every death eater, probably even Voldemort himself, were in Slytherin. And she was one of them. She was a Slytherin. Would she become one of the people she despised the most? Would she be one of the people, who killed her family?
She eventually fell asleep, a sleep filled with dreams. But her dreams were not pleasant.

***

Harry, Ron, Hermione, Fred, George, and Neville were sitting in the Gryffindor common room in front of the fire.
"I don't believe it Harry.." George said, shaking his head. "You're sister? A Slytherin? It doesn't make sense!"
"I don't get it...I just hope she doesn't go making friends with Malfoy and his goons." Harry sighed.
"Don't worry about it Harry. We know she's a good person. It's probably as much of a mystery to her as it is to us. Maybe she's only in there because she's ambitious." Hermione said in a matter-of-fact tone.
"Maybe..." Harry said, looking out the window. He thought of writing to Sirius and asking him what he knew of it. But it was late, he'd do it in the morning. He headed up to the boys dormitory and went to bed.

***

In the morning, Kirsten pulled herself out of bed and took a shower. She used a drying charm on her hair and quickly got her school robes on. She walked down to the common room and looked around. She hoped to find Marcus Flint somewhere, until she realized she didn't know what he looked like. She made a mental note to ask Draco who he was, and then remembered her conversation with Pansy last night and laughed to herself. She headed down to the Great Hall by herself, for breakfast and sat down by Draco and somebody else who she didn't know, who actually was Marcus Flint. She grabbed a piece of toast and a goblet of pumpkin juice. She ate her toast quietly and drank her pumpkin juice.
"Is that all you're going to eat? Honestly, if you want to play Quidditch you've got to get energy." Draco said.
Kirsten was about to say something when the guy next to her, Marcus Flint, said, "You want to be on the Quidditch team? Are you a seeker?"
"Yes, I am, and I really want to be on the team." Kirsten said hopefully.
"All right then, you'll have to prove yourself, meet me on the Quidditch field after classes today." Marcus said.
"All right, I'll be there." She said, standing up.
"Wait, what's your first class?" Draco asked.
"Herbology, what's yours?" She answered.
"Mine too, wait for me, we'll walk down together."
So Kirsten sat back down and waited for Draco to finish his breakfast. After he had finished with a gulp of pumpkin juice, they both stood up and slung their bags over their shoulders. They both exited the Great Hall and headed out onto the grounds toward Herbology class.
They had to work in pairs, gathering bubotuber pus for Madame Pomfrey. Pansy had immediately grabbed Draco's arm and pulled him over to tray, so Kirsten worked with a Ravenclaw girl. Even though she was a Slytherin, she and the Ravenclaw, who's name was Cho Chang, got along pretty well.
"So, you're really Harry Potter's sister?" Cho asked.
"Yup..." Kirsten replied.
"I wonder why you are in Slytherin...I know that siblings get put in different houses sometimes but Gryffindor and Slytherin? It's strange..." Cho said thoughtfully.
"I know, I don't get it either. What I find strange is that most of the people in my house are so mean to other houses, but I'm getting along just fine with you. I just don't think I fit in with all of them, you know? I hope that I get on the Quidditch team, at least then I won't feel like such a loner." Kirsten said, bottling the bubotuber pus.
"You're trying out for your team? What position?" Cho asked.
"Seeker" Kirsten said, excitedly.
"Really? I'm the Ravenclaw seeker! Won't that be cool if you and I play each other? I hope you're better than the last Slytherin seeker, he couldn't catch the snitch if his life depended on it." Cho laughed.
Kirsten laughed. "I sure hope I am, I was pretty good as seeker at my old school."
And so they talked until class ended.

***

After herbology, Kirsten and Cho said goodbye and went their separate ways. Kirsten was heading back up to the castle when Draco ran up behind her.
"You have potions next right?" He asked.
"Yeah" She smiled.
Then Pansy ran up in between Draco and Kirsten and turned on her full charm on Draco. She took Draco by the arm and made sure his full attention was on her. Draco managed to give Kirsten an "I'm sorry" look and started talking with Pansy. Kirsten sighed and ran up ahead and into the school. She didn't really want to see two people climbing all over each other.
In potions, which was with the Gryffindors, Kirsten was fighting an inner battle. Should she sit with the rest of the Slytherins, or should she sit by her brother and his friends, who she got along better with? She decided that if she sat with the Gryffindors her house would be mad with her, and then no one would talk to her. So she sighed and sat next between Crabbe and Goyle. She had just taken out her cauldron and ingredients when Snape walked in. He walked into the room and gave his usual beginning of the year speech.
"There will be no fooling around as long as you are in the vicinity of this dungeon, there will be no foolish wand waving or spell casting. Any breaking of these rules will result in points being taken off." He said, his gaze lingering on the Gryffindors. "There are some of you however, that I know will do well in this class without any trouble." He finished, looking at Draco. His eyes flicked to Kirsten for a moment, but settled back on Draco.
Everyone told her Snape had favored the Slytherins, but she had a feeling that even though she was a Slytherin, Snape might take longer to accept her because of the fact she was related to his least favorite student. Her hand shot up in the air.
"Yes, Ms. Potter?" Snape asked.
"I...I don't feel so good, can I go to the hospital wing?" Kirsten asked.
"Of course, come back later to receive your homework" He said and waved his hand.
Kirsten gathered her stuff and exited the dungeon, with they eyes of Draco, Harry, Ron, and Hermione burning into her back.

***

After class was over, Kirsten headed back to the dungeons to receive her homework from Professor Snape. She entered the dungeons and walked to Professor Snape's desk.
"Professor?" Kirsten asked. "I came to get my homework."
Snape looked at her and folded his arms as he leaned back in his chair. "I'm glad to see you are responsible, Ms. Potter." He began. "I also forgot to say, 'welcome to Slytherin House'. Here is your homework, and it is due tomorrow. I believe you will be here in class tomorrow?"
"Yes sir." She said. "Thank you" and she walked out of the dungeon. 'This is going to be a long day…' she thought.
As the day dragged by, class after class, finally it was time to head out to the Quidditch field. She ran to the common room and up into the dormitory and grabbed her firebolt. She ran out onto the grounds and out to the Quidditch field. She looked around, panting, looking for any sign of Marcus Flint. For a moment she thought he wasn't going to show, when he and two other guys walked out to her, each carrying brooms.
"Okay Potter, your task, is to catch the snitch, while my two beaters here, try and knock you off your broom. Ready?" Marcus asked.
Kirsten mounted her broom and took off into the air, while the two beaters flew up beside her. Below, Marcus let the snitch and the bludgers go, and the players took off. Kirsten flew around in a circle, dodging bludgers while frantically searching for the snitch. After about five minutes of zooming around, up, down, diagonally, wherever as long as she wasn't bloodied up by the bludgers, she spotted a small golden ball. She zoomed down after it, and when she was about a foot away, she was hit in the head by a bludger. Draco, Harry, Ron, and Hermione came out to watch. She spun over and was hanging off of her broom. A trickle of blood ran down her face as she reached for the snitch. 'Almost there...' she thought. But one of the bludgers hit her again, and she went flying off of her broom. In a last desperate attempt, she lunged out and grabbed the snitch before she hit the ground. She landed on the ground and skid across the sand. She was lying on her back with her hand in the air, holding the snitch. "I GOT IT!" she yelled.
Everyone but Marcus and the beaters ran up to her and helped her up.
"That was some good flying!" Harry exclaimed. "It's going to be interesting playing you next week."
Then Marcus came over with his two beaters. "Okay then, you're on the team. I'll give you you're robes in the common room tonight, congratulations." And they walked away.
"Come on, let's get you to the hospital wing." Harry said. He and Draco put her arms around their necks and brought her up into the castle and into the hospital wing.
Kirsten honestly didn't care if she was bleeding, she was too excited. 'I made the team!' she thought. 'I can't believe it! Maybe this year won't be so bad after all.'
Then Madame Pomfrey came up to her and brought her to a hospital bed. "Why don't you lot go back to your dormitories, She'll be back later."
And so they all left, leaving Kirsten behind in the care of Madame Pomfrey.

***

"That Potter's a pretty good flyer, don't you think Flint?" One of the beaters asked,
"Yeah, at least she's better than our last seeker." Marcus said.
"Malfoy?" The other beater asked.
"No the other one...Terrence Higgs." Marcus said with a look of disgust.
"Oh yeah...I remember him. Anybody could be better than him"
"She'd better be" Marcus sneered.
"Oh I will be, don't worry." Kirsten said, walking up next to them and then ahead of them.


A/N: Okay, fourth chapter coming soon, but only if I get some reviews! My muse here is dying of starvation! Once again, thanks Glam Death Rocker for your review, it keeps my muse alive! For now at least! LoL! Please review I beg of you! Even flame if you want! Just write something! Lol!