Never Said
Chapter Eight: Never Said
"I never said it was possible. I only said it was true. "--Charles Richet

September First

Emily boarded the train with the other three with apprehension. She had met Hermoine two days before, and the two were getting along rather well, Emily supposed. For the first part of the ride to Hogwarts, Emily just half listened to Harry, Ron and Hermoine's conversation about who their new DADA teacher would be. About half way there, though, Emily had to use the restroom and Harry told her the way to the nearest one. While his directions had seemed simple enough, she soon found herself lost. On a train no less. Stopping in the car she was currently in, she turned to the occupants for directions. Three boys sat in the seats. One had fine blonde hair and grey eyes while the other two were large and burly, almost imposing, reminding Emily of bodyguards. All three of the boys stared at her.

"I was wondering where the nearest bathroom was, could you help me?"

The blonde boy stood and smiled a smile she didn't quite trust. "Sure, It's two cars down, Women's on the left. I'm Draco Malfoy," he introduced himself as if he expected her to be impressed. She, however, had already heard about Malfoy from Harry, and decided to have a little fun with the boy.

"I'm Emily, it's nice to meet you."

"You're new to Hogwarts, I can tell. What year are you going to be in?"

"Fifth."

"Ahh, so am I. Maybe you'll be put in Slytherin. That's the House I'm in."

Emily gave him a small smile. "Perhaps. Now if you'll excuse me, I really do need to use the restroom."

After she had conducted her bathroom business, Emily made her way back to the car she had come from, stopping to 'properly thank' Draco Malfoy.

"I just wanted to thank you, for the directions." She flashed a flirtatious smile, and could see Malfoy melt beneath its power.

Still smiling, she made her way back to her friends.

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When they arrived at Hogwarts, everyone got off the train and Emily once again saw Malfoy. Upon seeing her, he rushed to her side, not noticing Harry get off right behind her.

"Emily, I was looking for you. Allow me to escort you up to the castle?"

"I would Draco, but Harry's already offered. Maybe another time?" She positively glowed in triumph, but Malfoy missed it, to busy glaring at Harry.

Once they got up the castle, they were herded into the Great Hall, and Emily went to wait with the first years to be sorted. Before the Sorting, however, Dumbledore made a short speech. "Today, along with the first years, we have a transfer student to sort. She's a fifth year who has joined us from America, and I hope you all make her feel welcome."

At this, McGonnagall strode forward, carrying her parchment. "Black, Emily!" she shouted. Gasps filled the Hall as Emily made her way up to the stool and pulled the hat to her head. Even as the brim covered her eyes, she could hear the other students speaking in hushed whispers.

"Hmm, another famous name, much like Harry Potter. Though this one may bring you just as much grief as happiness. I sense a strong desire to prove yourself and your family. Slytherin perhaps? Smarts, plenty of that. Hufflepuff? No, not Hufflepuff. Talent, oh yes, there is much talent in you. Maybe Ravenclaw? But you come from a line of Gryfindorrs and Slytherins. Where should I put you? Oh, but the hope in you. So much hope. Bravery and courage as well. Well, I guess it will have to be… GRYFINDORR!!"

The hat shouted the last part, and Emily got up to take her place next to Harry at the Gryfindorr table. She paid little attention to the rest of the sorting, instead losing herself in her own thoughts.

She was interrupted when Harry elbowed her. Dumbledore had already made his welcome back speech and was now introducing the new Professors. "First, we have a new Care of Magical Creatures Professor, who will be working along with Hagrid this year. Professor Delacour (Emily realized this was Fleur, who Harry had told her about). We also have a new Defense Against the Dark Arts Professor, as Professor Moody has declined to return this year. May I introduce Professor Black."

This stunned Emily, but she hardly had time to dwell upon it. The food had appeared and she suddenly discovered how hungry she was.

When she had finished eating and everyone was making their way to their Common Rooms, though keeping their distance from her she noticed, Emily found her path blocked by none other that Draco Malfoy.

"Is there something I can help you with Draco?" she asked, faking sweetness.

"You liar. You lied to me about who you were."

"I told you my name was Emily, and it is, I just failed to mention what my last name was, so actually I didn't lie, I just never said the whole truth."

"You little bitch," Malfoy hissed, "you think you can just come here? We all know what you are. What your father was. Yet you still hang around Potter. It's because of your father that Potter's parents are dead. Not that he didn't do us all a favor…" Draco didn't even finish his thought.

Emily had had enough. So she decked him, and he landed on his ass on the cold stone floor. He glared up at her for a moment before standing. He took several steps closer to her, fists raised. Yet before he could lay a hand on her, he was yanked back by a hand grasping his robes. It was Professor Snape, who Harry, who was standing behind her currently, had pointed out at dinner.

"Mr. Malfoy, I wouldn't recommend that. You hit her, that's fifty points from Slytherin and a week of detentions."

Malfoy gaped at him in shock. "But Professor, she's a Gryfindorr, besides, she hit me first."

"Gryfindorr she may be, but as you are unaware, she is also my niece. And from what I heard you saying about her father, you deserved it."

Malfoy was truly shocked this time. Swearing under his breath, he huffed off, Crabbe and Goyle right behind him. Snape watched him go then turned back to Emily.

"My God, I haven't seen you since you were a baby. You certainly do have your mother's eyes." Emily noticed that he didn't mention her father, and remembered what she had been told about their history. With that, Snape whirled around and walked off, leaving Emily and Harry in a shocked silence.

"So," Harry began, "shall we continue? We have classes in the morning, and I know you're anxious to see what classes are like."

To Be Continued

Author's Note: Okay, there it is. The next chapter will be about Emily's first day of classes. I hope to have it out soon. Remember, I will only continue the story if it seems like people are reading. I won't waste my summer on a story no one is reading.