Chapter 2
~In The Hallway~
In the hallway, there were streams of students. Dilynn glided through the crowd, chatting to passer-bys who wanted to welcome her. It wasn't surprising that all of them were guys, with the exception of Cho Chang.
" Hey Dilynn, welcome to Hogwarts! My name's Cho Chang, I'm in Ravenclaw.", smiled Cho as she welcomed the girl, "You'll like it here, there is no better school for wizards and witches in England, than Hogwarts!"
Dilynn warmed up considerably to the girl. Not only was Cho warm and friendly, but it was obvious that the feelings were sincere.
"Talking with the enemy, Zenclar! The things you have to learn. Ravenclaw is our opposition for the next Quidditch match, on Saturday. It would be silly to betray your own team, so it would be much appreciated if you didn't cross enemy lines! You DO, know what Quidditch is, right?", sneered Pansy from behind Dilynn.
Cho had looked surprised, by the exchange between the two housemates. Dilynn became torn, part of her wanted to send back a retort but the same time she didn't want Cho to get the wrong impression of her. But being the proud girl she was...
"Parkinson...what is your problem? I know what Quidditch as well as you know your own name!", replied Dilynn as she glared at Pansy.
To cover up her defeat, Pansy had stalked into the Potions' classroom, trying to appear as tall as possible. But anyone could see, if they cared, that the 6th year Slytherin's shoulders shook with anger. As Dilynn watched her sworn enemy go, she felt deflated.
Why couldn't I have my housemates as friends? Darn Pansy, why does she have it in for me? What does Cho think of me now?, she anxiously thought as she turned to face Cho.
Cho had an expression of bewilderment on her face as she watched Pansy go into the classroom. As the two girls resumed eye contact, they both blushed.
"Arrr.... We don't get along, got off the wrong foot I 'suppose..." Dilynn explained hastily to the older girl.
"Um... maybe she's jealous...", offered Cho with uncertainty.
"Huh? But what would she be jealous of? I didn't do anything to her!", defended Dilynn. She was confused, what could she of done to make a girl, such as Pansy Parkinson, jealous of her?
"Well, I guess it's you.... your kind, being part Veela and all that, I mean...", hesitated Cho, she wasn't thrilled about having to explain to the Dilynn the reason's behind the hatred. Cho didn't want to insult or hurt the girl.
"WAT?!?!?! You mean the reason for all those girls glaring at me is because of what I am?", Dilynn couldn't hide the shocked anger from her voice.
The slight nod from Cho made her feel more annoyed and more depressed than anything ever could. How could people be so cruel to judge a book by it's cover? They don't even know the real me!, Dilynn had thought, angrily. Before she turned to go, a parting phrase was directed at Cho.
"Nice meeting you... thanks for being honest. I got a class to go to.", and with that Dilynn entered the Potion's classroom.
~In The Classroom~
Snape growled at the new student, " Late are we Zenclar? This incident must not be repeated. Stand next to Miss Granger, you're her lab partner for this year since Longbottom is gone."
Hermione started to object, there was no way that she was going to sit next to Dilynn.
"Miss Granger, one argument from you and Gryffindor will lose 50 points.", snarled Snape.
That silenced Hermione, she didn't want to be responsible for losing the House Cup this year. However, the threat did not stop her from glaring at the new girl. Dilynn felt her stare as she stood there, she turned to face Hermione and glared back.
"What's your problem, bitch?", spat out Dilynn, she wasn't in a very good mood after her chat with Cho in the Hall.
Hermione was taken back by the insult. She removed her glare and set her mouth into a firm line while the class waited for Snape to explain the day's practical. They were to make a dispersing potion. If done properly, when dropped onto the pages of a book, the ink should disperse from the page.
As the class silently talked, Hermione and Dilynn were carefully measuring the ingredients to create the potion. Both girls were fuming, each for a different reason. From the corner of her eye, Hermione could see that Ron, kept glancing in their direction, and she knew it was because of Dilynn. On the other hand, Dilynn was still extremely bitter about the fact, girls hated her because she was a veela.
When the lesson drew to a end, Snape hadn't a single chance to yell at anyone.
"What a difference, when there isn't someone as stupid as Longbottom around.", cruelly remarked Professor Snape.
All the Slytherins cheered at that remark. It was entertaining, when Snape continuously knocked Neville, in his classes. Although most of the Gryffindors agreed with the remark, they did not cheer. Neville was a House mate, a real klutz and scaredy cat but a friend.
Hermione, being a good friend of Neville, muttered under breath, "Bastard!"
Snape swung his head in her direction. "What did you say, Miss Granger?", His eyes were flashing.
She gave him an innocent look and replied, "I didn't say ANYTHING, sir."
She was shocked at herself. She had never insulted or lied to a teacher before... with the exception of Professor Trelawney when she took Divination.
Snape was disbelieving, so he turned to Dilynn and asked her, " What did Granger say, Zenclar?"
Hermione felt sick. She knew that Dilynn had heard her. She didn't want to lose any points for her house, but chances were slim, especially since her partner had sworn at her earlier that lesson.
Oh bother... what am I to do now? Everyone is going to hate me for losing these points...fretted Hermione as she waited for Dilynn's answer.
"She said nothing, sir.", lied Dilynn.
Hermione was shocked but she had to struggle to hide it. She couldn't believe Dilynn just saved her! Snape was furious, that he couldn't subtract any points off Gryffindor. And had dismissed class with a grunt.
~(After Dark) Walking to Hagrid's House~
Harry, Hermione and Ron, walked through the grounds, to Hagrid's hut. None of them spoke. Hermione had returned to her annoyed state, when she saw the way Ron looked at Dilynn that evening, her jealousy surpassed the gratefulness she felt in Potions that morning. Both boys had noticed their friend's mood and decided not to say anything, in case they accidentally did something get her even more pissed off.
They saw a light from the window when they drew near the hut. They knocked on the door and waited while Hagrid and Fang came to the front to greet the visitors. Harry patted each of Fang's three heads as he entered into the hut.
"Hey Hagrid, how are you?", questioned Harry as he sat down at the table. The others were doing the same while Hagrid offered them his rockcakes. They all politely passed, for they knew that Hagrid's rockcakes, were as hard as rocks.
Hagrid's face lit up as he started to tell them about the Daccoles he'd caught that morning in the forest. ( NB. A Daccole, is a fire-mole, they are chubby balls of dark gray fur with sharp claws, a snout and mini dragon wings. They also breath fire out of their mouths, just like dragons.)
"...the' were so cute, one of 'em even burn my finger, ya want ta see?" beamed Hagrid as be proudly displayed his burnt fore finger.
The three visitors had to smile. Trust Hagrid to be smiling when he gets burnt by a Daccole.
"I hope you didn't show them to the 1st years, they would of peed their robes after seeing your burnt finger! They would be scared of the 'cute' little things." chuckled Ron.
"Nah, I showed them the unicorns... thought it would be easier. I wast plannin' ta show you guys the Daccoles when I hada Gryffindor and da Slytherin... what's with ya Hermione?"
Once Hermione heard 'Slytherin', a sour look came onto her face, it was the one she wore on the way to the hut. Harry turned to look at his friend, he wondered what was wrong with Hermione, she hadn't been the same since coming back to school... actually she had been acting weird since...THIS MORNING!
Gently, he asked, "Don't you like Dilynn Zenclar?"
Ron looked surprised, "Why wouldn't Hermione like the new girl?"
Hermione glared at Ron.
" I 'ope you dun like, her for a reasun otha than she bein a veela."
Hermione whipped her head around to face Hagrid. He was right but how did he know? Her expression told Hagrid that he was right and he began to scowl.
"Me fort you were betta than dat, Hermione! YOU OF ALL DA PEOPLE SHOULD NO DAT YOU SHOULDN'T JUDGE PEOPLE BEFORE KNOWIN 'EM!", Hagrid practically yelled the last sentence. He was so often discriminated because he was a half giant, that judging people was a picky subject with him.
Hermione blushed. She had never felt so embarrassed. Hagrid was right, she should not of judged Dilynn like that, it must of been the jealousy concerning Ron. What Hagrid said, hit home. But there was something she still didn't like about Dilynn. No one else knew about Dilynn swearing at her. Even Hagrid couldn't yell at her for that reason. But she still pondered on why after swearing at her, Dilynn would still help her.
~In The Slytherin Common Room~
Dilynn sat on a comfy sofa, next to the blue dancing fire. She was trying to finish the day's homework, but something was bothering her. She leaned back on the chair, and tried to think. Why did she help Hermione out of that mess in Potions? Why did she do that? She had helped someone that didn't like her, it didn't make sense!
Dilynn sighed. She felt homesick for her family and friends. Back in Oz she had friends, they were full blooded witches or mudbloods, it was plain to see, the friend ship had nothing to do with blood. They were friends because they got along. Sure at time, her friends got jealous of her, but the it wasn't because of her veela blood. The guys in Oz were cute but they weren't dumb. They fell for a girl for her personality not her looks... of course their were a few exceptions but then that's always the case.
Her friends use to be jealous about her ambitions. She had a goal to strive for, to be an auror within one year after graduation. Guys were always intrigued by the ambitious behavior in her. Dilynn sighed, Well they wouldn't be jealous now if they knew what happened today. My ambitions isn't the source of jealousy anymore, my blood is!
~In The Hallway~
In the hallway, there were streams of students. Dilynn glided through the crowd, chatting to passer-bys who wanted to welcome her. It wasn't surprising that all of them were guys, with the exception of Cho Chang.
" Hey Dilynn, welcome to Hogwarts! My name's Cho Chang, I'm in Ravenclaw.", smiled Cho as she welcomed the girl, "You'll like it here, there is no better school for wizards and witches in England, than Hogwarts!"
Dilynn warmed up considerably to the girl. Not only was Cho warm and friendly, but it was obvious that the feelings were sincere.
"Talking with the enemy, Zenclar! The things you have to learn. Ravenclaw is our opposition for the next Quidditch match, on Saturday. It would be silly to betray your own team, so it would be much appreciated if you didn't cross enemy lines! You DO, know what Quidditch is, right?", sneered Pansy from behind Dilynn.
Cho had looked surprised, by the exchange between the two housemates. Dilynn became torn, part of her wanted to send back a retort but the same time she didn't want Cho to get the wrong impression of her. But being the proud girl she was...
"Parkinson...what is your problem? I know what Quidditch as well as you know your own name!", replied Dilynn as she glared at Pansy.
To cover up her defeat, Pansy had stalked into the Potions' classroom, trying to appear as tall as possible. But anyone could see, if they cared, that the 6th year Slytherin's shoulders shook with anger. As Dilynn watched her sworn enemy go, she felt deflated.
Why couldn't I have my housemates as friends? Darn Pansy, why does she have it in for me? What does Cho think of me now?, she anxiously thought as she turned to face Cho.
Cho had an expression of bewilderment on her face as she watched Pansy go into the classroom. As the two girls resumed eye contact, they both blushed.
"Arrr.... We don't get along, got off the wrong foot I 'suppose..." Dilynn explained hastily to the older girl.
"Um... maybe she's jealous...", offered Cho with uncertainty.
"Huh? But what would she be jealous of? I didn't do anything to her!", defended Dilynn. She was confused, what could she of done to make a girl, such as Pansy Parkinson, jealous of her?
"Well, I guess it's you.... your kind, being part Veela and all that, I mean...", hesitated Cho, she wasn't thrilled about having to explain to the Dilynn the reason's behind the hatred. Cho didn't want to insult or hurt the girl.
"WAT?!?!?! You mean the reason for all those girls glaring at me is because of what I am?", Dilynn couldn't hide the shocked anger from her voice.
The slight nod from Cho made her feel more annoyed and more depressed than anything ever could. How could people be so cruel to judge a book by it's cover? They don't even know the real me!, Dilynn had thought, angrily. Before she turned to go, a parting phrase was directed at Cho.
"Nice meeting you... thanks for being honest. I got a class to go to.", and with that Dilynn entered the Potion's classroom.
~In The Classroom~
Snape growled at the new student, " Late are we Zenclar? This incident must not be repeated. Stand next to Miss Granger, you're her lab partner for this year since Longbottom is gone."
Hermione started to object, there was no way that she was going to sit next to Dilynn.
"Miss Granger, one argument from you and Gryffindor will lose 50 points.", snarled Snape.
That silenced Hermione, she didn't want to be responsible for losing the House Cup this year. However, the threat did not stop her from glaring at the new girl. Dilynn felt her stare as she stood there, she turned to face Hermione and glared back.
"What's your problem, bitch?", spat out Dilynn, she wasn't in a very good mood after her chat with Cho in the Hall.
Hermione was taken back by the insult. She removed her glare and set her mouth into a firm line while the class waited for Snape to explain the day's practical. They were to make a dispersing potion. If done properly, when dropped onto the pages of a book, the ink should disperse from the page.
As the class silently talked, Hermione and Dilynn were carefully measuring the ingredients to create the potion. Both girls were fuming, each for a different reason. From the corner of her eye, Hermione could see that Ron, kept glancing in their direction, and she knew it was because of Dilynn. On the other hand, Dilynn was still extremely bitter about the fact, girls hated her because she was a veela.
When the lesson drew to a end, Snape hadn't a single chance to yell at anyone.
"What a difference, when there isn't someone as stupid as Longbottom around.", cruelly remarked Professor Snape.
All the Slytherins cheered at that remark. It was entertaining, when Snape continuously knocked Neville, in his classes. Although most of the Gryffindors agreed with the remark, they did not cheer. Neville was a House mate, a real klutz and scaredy cat but a friend.
Hermione, being a good friend of Neville, muttered under breath, "Bastard!"
Snape swung his head in her direction. "What did you say, Miss Granger?", His eyes were flashing.
She gave him an innocent look and replied, "I didn't say ANYTHING, sir."
She was shocked at herself. She had never insulted or lied to a teacher before... with the exception of Professor Trelawney when she took Divination.
Snape was disbelieving, so he turned to Dilynn and asked her, " What did Granger say, Zenclar?"
Hermione felt sick. She knew that Dilynn had heard her. She didn't want to lose any points for her house, but chances were slim, especially since her partner had sworn at her earlier that lesson.
Oh bother... what am I to do now? Everyone is going to hate me for losing these points...fretted Hermione as she waited for Dilynn's answer.
"She said nothing, sir.", lied Dilynn.
Hermione was shocked but she had to struggle to hide it. She couldn't believe Dilynn just saved her! Snape was furious, that he couldn't subtract any points off Gryffindor. And had dismissed class with a grunt.
~(After Dark) Walking to Hagrid's House~
Harry, Hermione and Ron, walked through the grounds, to Hagrid's hut. None of them spoke. Hermione had returned to her annoyed state, when she saw the way Ron looked at Dilynn that evening, her jealousy surpassed the gratefulness she felt in Potions that morning. Both boys had noticed their friend's mood and decided not to say anything, in case they accidentally did something get her even more pissed off.
They saw a light from the window when they drew near the hut. They knocked on the door and waited while Hagrid and Fang came to the front to greet the visitors. Harry patted each of Fang's three heads as he entered into the hut.
"Hey Hagrid, how are you?", questioned Harry as he sat down at the table. The others were doing the same while Hagrid offered them his rockcakes. They all politely passed, for they knew that Hagrid's rockcakes, were as hard as rocks.
Hagrid's face lit up as he started to tell them about the Daccoles he'd caught that morning in the forest. ( NB. A Daccole, is a fire-mole, they are chubby balls of dark gray fur with sharp claws, a snout and mini dragon wings. They also breath fire out of their mouths, just like dragons.)
"...the' were so cute, one of 'em even burn my finger, ya want ta see?" beamed Hagrid as be proudly displayed his burnt fore finger.
The three visitors had to smile. Trust Hagrid to be smiling when he gets burnt by a Daccole.
"I hope you didn't show them to the 1st years, they would of peed their robes after seeing your burnt finger! They would be scared of the 'cute' little things." chuckled Ron.
"Nah, I showed them the unicorns... thought it would be easier. I wast plannin' ta show you guys the Daccoles when I hada Gryffindor and da Slytherin... what's with ya Hermione?"
Once Hermione heard 'Slytherin', a sour look came onto her face, it was the one she wore on the way to the hut. Harry turned to look at his friend, he wondered what was wrong with Hermione, she hadn't been the same since coming back to school... actually she had been acting weird since...THIS MORNING!
Gently, he asked, "Don't you like Dilynn Zenclar?"
Ron looked surprised, "Why wouldn't Hermione like the new girl?"
Hermione glared at Ron.
" I 'ope you dun like, her for a reasun otha than she bein a veela."
Hermione whipped her head around to face Hagrid. He was right but how did he know? Her expression told Hagrid that he was right and he began to scowl.
"Me fort you were betta than dat, Hermione! YOU OF ALL DA PEOPLE SHOULD NO DAT YOU SHOULDN'T JUDGE PEOPLE BEFORE KNOWIN 'EM!", Hagrid practically yelled the last sentence. He was so often discriminated because he was a half giant, that judging people was a picky subject with him.
Hermione blushed. She had never felt so embarrassed. Hagrid was right, she should not of judged Dilynn like that, it must of been the jealousy concerning Ron. What Hagrid said, hit home. But there was something she still didn't like about Dilynn. No one else knew about Dilynn swearing at her. Even Hagrid couldn't yell at her for that reason. But she still pondered on why after swearing at her, Dilynn would still help her.
~In The Slytherin Common Room~
Dilynn sat on a comfy sofa, next to the blue dancing fire. She was trying to finish the day's homework, but something was bothering her. She leaned back on the chair, and tried to think. Why did she help Hermione out of that mess in Potions? Why did she do that? She had helped someone that didn't like her, it didn't make sense!
Dilynn sighed. She felt homesick for her family and friends. Back in Oz she had friends, they were full blooded witches or mudbloods, it was plain to see, the friend ship had nothing to do with blood. They were friends because they got along. Sure at time, her friends got jealous of her, but the it wasn't because of her veela blood. The guys in Oz were cute but they weren't dumb. They fell for a girl for her personality not her looks... of course their were a few exceptions but then that's always the case.
Her friends use to be jealous about her ambitions. She had a goal to strive for, to be an auror within one year after graduation. Guys were always intrigued by the ambitious behavior in her. Dilynn sighed, Well they wouldn't be jealous now if they knew what happened today. My ambitions isn't the source of jealousy anymore, my blood is!
