*Authors pre note* Before you read this, you should be warned that this
story does
(30,780) contain sexual moments and language, I'm warning you, but really, unless your very offensive or squeamish I don't think this should turn you off.. but oh well anyways if I had to sum it up, for some parts, this story is rated R!..because I'm not really sure..grrrr..*Evil chuckles* and I know what you might be thinking, " Harry Potter is a CHILDREN'S story it should never be written like this!" Well quite frankly I don't care. I write whatever pleases me. And I won't care much if you think I'm perverted. Or whatever ee..I'm getting way too emotional about this. It's not as bad as I'M making it sound. Mind I do appreciate criticism, so feel free to e-mail me! I'm lonely and unconfident! Oh and yes when you get to the 7th paragraph, you might think Alias is a Mary Sue but I had to make her beautiful or the plot the whole story wouldn't really work! I was afraid of Alias turning into a Mary Sue so much I took the Harry Potter Mary Sue test but I passed with 6 marks to spare ^.^; And remember.. There's no sex in the champagne room! And of course "We all live in a yellow submarine, a yellow submarine.." Do I sound all sure of myself? I'm not..*sigh* I'm here blending in with the billions of other writers, because in truth I am far to meek to try for say Diagon Alley..with good reason mind you. How could I ever think to bring my story into the place that holds say. the great works of Cassandra Claire? But oh well.do please comment and oh I was going to say something..oh yes! I don't think I portrayed Draco good enough.and I think I'll definitely have to try and improve him in the next few chapters? All right.
Alias stared blankly out of the window her chin resting in the palm of her right hand. Transfiguration was so boring. Especially since the class was only copying notes off the board. She didn't even bother to copy them, she simply scribbled on her parchment idly, yawning quietly every now and then. Alias looked down at her watch, still thirty minutes to go, this was boring."Like I don't have anything better to do then school work jeez," Alias thought.
So Alias stayed scribbling, every now and then reminding herself to look up at the board every now and then, so as not to be conspicuous. But when the bell rang she jumped out of her chair quickly and stuffed everything in her pack. Everyone was staring at her; apparently she had gotten up a little too quickly. Alias blushed deeply, but by this time everyone else had gotten up and paid no attention to her. "Whatever," Alias said under her breath and shrugged.
She walked to the door quickly and started to for the Great Hall for lunch. She had missed breakfast because she had waken up only five minutes before Herbology started and had only enough time to pull on her robes, grab her things and run for it. Alias was thinking about what she might have when she collided with another student. Alias blinked, and looked up, she had fallen. "Why don't you watch where your going?!" the boy asked her, and she smiled as if she hadn't heard the boy. "There must have been a crack in the floor, sorry!" Alias said as she had gotten up.
"Right, very funny," the boy said and walked away.during this time Alias looked up at the boy, Soft threads of platinum blonde swept down close to his ears and framed his slightly pointed face, charcoal gray eyes were gently dusted in
pewter. His flesh was soft and creamy white. He was a strong figure and was cloaked
in onyx robes over a white shirt. Alias gasped for a moment, and when she regained her senses, shrugged and gotten up, "Okay.." and she started walking for the great hall again and she sat at the Ravenclaw table. Alias loaded her plate with some food and looked around the hall absent mindedly. No one she knew, she knew really, except one boy at the Hufflepuff table she had paired up with one day during potions. He was surrounded by a group of people, and Alias doubted she'd be able to join them. "Oh there's that rude boy." Alias noted at the Slytherin table and had half a mind to stare at him, and so she did.
There wasn't anymore time to stare or eat for that matter, because the bell rung and Alias jumped up and double checked her schedule, it was double potions with the Slytherins. Alias walked toward the dungeons with a large crowed of Ravenclaws and sat at a deserted table in the dungeons. Snape was waiting in the dungeons with them, writing the rest of a potion on the board, the class waited in silence until he turned around to face the class. "New potion today, I'll be pairing you up with partner, I suggest you have it done with perfection, as this will be a major part of your grade," Snape said rather grimly. One by one Snape paired up his students starting from the back coming to the front, in the end Alias was paired with the one she would either love or never want, she couldn't quite decide and of course, it was the boy she had ran into in the hall.
The boy who had been called Malfoy by Snape came over rather reluctantly and sat next to Alias with a loud sigh; he was making it very obvious that he didn't want to work with her. So they didn't talk, Alias set her cauldron on the table and began digging around for her ingredients; she needed a pound of beetles head and thirty dragon heartstrings. Alias added these things quickly and the boy, Malfoy, was about to add half a bottle of centipede leg's when Alias, reaching up to add a bottle of dragons blood, perhaps because she was staring at Malfoy at the time, accidentally knocked the bottle out of Malfoy's hands and the container sprawled the legs all over the floor. Malfoy glared at Alias, "Pick those up!" and Alias muttering to herself about overly cross people got up and slowly bent down to pick up the legs, it was hard work, there being so many and the legs being so small, so Alias had to scramble, pinching her fingers together to get them, this took several minutes and Malfoy, getting annoyed looked down at Alias.
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(30,780) contain sexual moments and language, I'm warning you, but really, unless your very offensive or squeamish I don't think this should turn you off.. but oh well anyways if I had to sum it up, for some parts, this story is rated R!..because I'm not really sure..grrrr..*Evil chuckles* and I know what you might be thinking, " Harry Potter is a CHILDREN'S story it should never be written like this!" Well quite frankly I don't care. I write whatever pleases me. And I won't care much if you think I'm perverted. Or whatever ee..I'm getting way too emotional about this. It's not as bad as I'M making it sound. Mind I do appreciate criticism, so feel free to e-mail me! I'm lonely and unconfident! Oh and yes when you get to the 7th paragraph, you might think Alias is a Mary Sue but I had to make her beautiful or the plot the whole story wouldn't really work! I was afraid of Alias turning into a Mary Sue so much I took the Harry Potter Mary Sue test but I passed with 6 marks to spare ^.^; And remember.. There's no sex in the champagne room! And of course "We all live in a yellow submarine, a yellow submarine.." Do I sound all sure of myself? I'm not..*sigh* I'm here blending in with the billions of other writers, because in truth I am far to meek to try for say Diagon Alley..with good reason mind you. How could I ever think to bring my story into the place that holds say. the great works of Cassandra Claire? But oh well.do please comment and oh I was going to say something..oh yes! I don't think I portrayed Draco good enough.and I think I'll definitely have to try and improve him in the next few chapters? All right.
Alias stared blankly out of the window her chin resting in the palm of her right hand. Transfiguration was so boring. Especially since the class was only copying notes off the board. She didn't even bother to copy them, she simply scribbled on her parchment idly, yawning quietly every now and then. Alias looked down at her watch, still thirty minutes to go, this was boring."Like I don't have anything better to do then school work jeez," Alias thought.
So Alias stayed scribbling, every now and then reminding herself to look up at the board every now and then, so as not to be conspicuous. But when the bell rang she jumped out of her chair quickly and stuffed everything in her pack. Everyone was staring at her; apparently she had gotten up a little too quickly. Alias blushed deeply, but by this time everyone else had gotten up and paid no attention to her. "Whatever," Alias said under her breath and shrugged.
She walked to the door quickly and started to for the Great Hall for lunch. She had missed breakfast because she had waken up only five minutes before Herbology started and had only enough time to pull on her robes, grab her things and run for it. Alias was thinking about what she might have when she collided with another student. Alias blinked, and looked up, she had fallen. "Why don't you watch where your going?!" the boy asked her, and she smiled as if she hadn't heard the boy. "There must have been a crack in the floor, sorry!" Alias said as she had gotten up.
"Right, very funny," the boy said and walked away.during this time Alias looked up at the boy, Soft threads of platinum blonde swept down close to his ears and framed his slightly pointed face, charcoal gray eyes were gently dusted in
pewter. His flesh was soft and creamy white. He was a strong figure and was cloaked
in onyx robes over a white shirt. Alias gasped for a moment, and when she regained her senses, shrugged and gotten up, "Okay.." and she started walking for the great hall again and she sat at the Ravenclaw table. Alias loaded her plate with some food and looked around the hall absent mindedly. No one she knew, she knew really, except one boy at the Hufflepuff table she had paired up with one day during potions. He was surrounded by a group of people, and Alias doubted she'd be able to join them. "Oh there's that rude boy." Alias noted at the Slytherin table and had half a mind to stare at him, and so she did.
There wasn't anymore time to stare or eat for that matter, because the bell rung and Alias jumped up and double checked her schedule, it was double potions with the Slytherins. Alias walked toward the dungeons with a large crowed of Ravenclaws and sat at a deserted table in the dungeons. Snape was waiting in the dungeons with them, writing the rest of a potion on the board, the class waited in silence until he turned around to face the class. "New potion today, I'll be pairing you up with partner, I suggest you have it done with perfection, as this will be a major part of your grade," Snape said rather grimly. One by one Snape paired up his students starting from the back coming to the front, in the end Alias was paired with the one she would either love or never want, she couldn't quite decide and of course, it was the boy she had ran into in the hall.
The boy who had been called Malfoy by Snape came over rather reluctantly and sat next to Alias with a loud sigh; he was making it very obvious that he didn't want to work with her. So they didn't talk, Alias set her cauldron on the table and began digging around for her ingredients; she needed a pound of beetles head and thirty dragon heartstrings. Alias added these things quickly and the boy, Malfoy, was about to add half a bottle of centipede leg's when Alias, reaching up to add a bottle of dragons blood, perhaps because she was staring at Malfoy at the time, accidentally knocked the bottle out of Malfoy's hands and the container sprawled the legs all over the floor. Malfoy glared at Alias, "Pick those up!" and Alias muttering to herself about overly cross people got up and slowly bent down to pick up the legs, it was hard work, there being so many and the legs being so small, so Alias had to scramble, pinching her fingers together to get them, this took several minutes and Malfoy, getting annoyed looked down at Alias.
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