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book series, so please don't sue me for using them in my story. I am a
poor high school student so you won't get any money from me anyway, due to
my poorness.
Notes: This takes place in Harry's fifth year at Hogwarts, and I'm not updating until I get at least 10 reviews (please, I need the moral support to keep writing).
Chapter 1
Harry, Ron, and Hermione looked up at the castle above them.
"We're finally back at Hogwarts!!" Harry said happily as he and his two friends climbed into the carriage waiting to take them up to the palace, "I don't think I could have stood another day with the Dursleys."
"Oh, I can't wait to find out what our classes are. This year's going to be very interesting, what with.." Hermione faltered, "We're going to need a really good Defense Against The Dark Arts teacher."
"Yeah, maybe they hired a vampire!" Ron agreed.
~^*^~
They sat at the Griffindor table but half an hour later, waiting for the first years to be brought in and sorted. As Professor McGonnagle entered the hall she looked very distraught. It seemed as though she was greatly worried about something, which was understandable after what had happened last year. In fact, all the teachers looked very worried, except of course, Harry's least favorite teacher, Professor Snape. Actually, Harry noted as he looked at the teacher's table, Professor Snape wasn't even there.
"Ahem." All the quite conversations going on in the hall stopped as Professor McGonnagle prepared for the sorting.
"I have a slight problem to announce, we were to have a new fifth year transfer student, but it seems that she has not turned up, if anyone has any information as to her whereabouts, please, inform me immediately."
The sorting commenced as usual, Griffindor got seven new students. Then Professor Dumbledor stood up to make his speech.
"After the events of last school year, no students are to walk about the ground alone at any time. If you have a class outside, go there in groups. I want no students out of bed at night, that's always been the rules, but it will now be even more strictly enforced. Any students engaging in suspicious activities shall be investigated in case there is any cause for alarm. With that, on with the feast!!"
~^*^~
The next day Harry, Ron, and Hermione walked down to breakfast ready to get to their first classes of the school year. As they ate Hermione looked over the schedule,
"We have Defense Against the Dark Arts first!" She announced, "With, Professor Bigin, the new teacher.
~^*^~
When they entered the classroom for their first class the only thing they noticed with a huge square covered in a white sheet. They took their seats, staring at the object wondering what it could be. Once everyone had finally entered the class the new professor stood up.
"I suppose you're all wondering what this is, eh?" Professor Bigin asked, motioning to the square, "Well, given the horrible events of last year I have decided to step up your education to more advanced Dark magic."
Professor Bigin dramatically pulled the white sheet off the huge square in the classroom only to reveal a horrifying sight. It was a gigantic cage and inside was a girl, she was curled up in a corner, but you could see that she had very dark hair that looked tussled. She looked up very suddenly after the sheet was pulled of the thing that held her, her eyes were crimson, and pierced Harry with such a look of hatred that he shivered. "Professor! Why do you have a girl in there!?!?" Harry yelled, running over the bar of the cage.
"Don't be fooled boy!" he professor yelled, pushing Harry away, "She's not what she seems! Stand up, you loathsome creature!!!"
The girl gave the professor a look that could kill and slowly stood up so the entire class could see her fully. She stood in one swift motion and the black dress she was wearing was revealed to be ripped in several places, as if from a fight. As she walked toward the edge of the cage near Harry he noticed her hands, they were strange, she didn't have fingernails, but it looked like claws grew right out of her fingers. They were claws, he noted, because once she reached the bars in front of him she reached out and he could see the sharp edges of them. Her claws were barely out of the confinement when a small bolt of electricity appeared and shocked her backward in the cage. As she fell huge, leathery wings unfolded from her back and slowed her fall so she landed gently on the floor of the cage.
"What did you do!!" Harry yelled at his teacher when the winged girl was thrown back.
"Don't you see, boy! She's a demon, the worst of the Dark species!!"
When the professor finished his statement the demoness began to yell something unheard at him, and Harry could see that instead of teeth she had fangs, and razor sharp by the look.
"Why can't we hear what she's saying?" Hermione asked.
"I've put a powerful spell around this cage, we can't hear anything she says and she can't use any of her evil magic," the professor said proudly.
The demoness stood up again and began to angrily pace about her cage, glaring about at the students around her.
"PROFESSOR BIGIN!!!"
All the students spun around to see Professor McGonnagle standing in the doorway.
"Students! I want you all out of his classroom immediately!!"
Everyone filed quickly from the room because no one had ever heard Professor McGonnagle speak in the tone she had just used. They stood in the hall waiting to be allowed back in until the bells rang telling them that they needed to go to their next class, Transfiguration with Professor McGonnagle.
~^*^~
Professor McGonnagle never came to class and the students were sent to the library in her absence. Harry barely even noticed the horror of Snape's class as he worried about the fate of the demoness in the cage.
~^*^~
Harry's worries were put to rest at dinner that night when Professor McGonnagle stood up to make an announcement.
"Everyone, the student who was to transfer in has been located and she is now going to be sorted as she should have been with everyone else last night." With the last statement she glared at Professor Bigin.
"Come here, Salandra."
Harry nearly gasped in surprise as the girl entered the hall. It was the demoness. She slowly walked up to the teacher's table, not looking anywhere but straight ahead. She had changed from her torn dress and was now in Hogwarts robes, after she passed Harry could see her wings tightly pulled in on her back. He also noticed a detail about her that he hadn't seen before, she had a tail and it stuck out slightly under her robes and almost touched the ground.
When she reached the table Professor McGonnagle motioned for her to sit on the stool that was there. She did and the professor placed the Sorting Hat on her head.
'Hmmm, quite perplexing,' she could hear in her head, 'A nature to be violent, a killer, even. But a great desire to prove that you are not ruled by your instincts. Slytherin would help you realized your full potential, but they're too lose to the instincts you hate. You're very brave, and are fully willing to become loyal to someone, if you find them trustworthy, it'll have to be, Griffindor!!!'
The last word was shouted out so everyone in the hall could here and, but there were no cheers from the Griffindor table at receiving this new student, only cheers from the other three tables because hey didn't have the shame of a demoness in their house. Salandra walked slowly and meaning fully to the Griffindor table, she glanced at Harry as she walked past him, headed for the furthest end of the table. When she got there everyone moved as far away from that end as they possibly could and Salandra sat quietly, waiting for dinner to be served.
"Now, then," Professor Dumbledor said, "on with the meal!"
"Ron, Hermione?"
"Yes?" They answered Harry together.
"Let's go sit with Salandra," Harry said with determination
"What!!" Ron exclaimed, "Are you crazy Harry? She's a demon!! She'll probably kill us all in our sleep, why should we go sit with her?!"
"Because, you dolt," Hermione told him, sounding annoyed, "Maybe if we're nice to her, she won't kill us in our sleep."
"Oh."
"That's not quite my reason," Harry said, "But if you'll both come with me, it's good enough."
So Harry, Ron, and Hermione stood up and walked down to the end of the table where Salandra had seated herself only to see she had unwanted company. Malfoy and his two lackeys were standing in a circle around her and Malfoy himself was attempting to step on her tail.
"Dirty monster! What are you even doing at a decent place like Hogwarts?!?" He yelled at Salandra while chasing her moving tail with his foot.
"Leave her alone, Malfoy!" Harry yelled as he and his friends came over.
"Oh, look. It's Harry Potter, on another quest to right the wrongs in the world, eh, Potter? Well, she is a wrong, so you shouldn't even bother protecting her!"
"I don't care what you think about her, Malfoy, she hasn't done anything wrong, so just shove off!!"
"Fine, but don't say I didn't warn you when she slits your throat later," Malfoy jeered as he walked back over to the Slytherin table.
"You shouldn't have said anything, I was fine."
Harry almost didn't know who had spoken to him but he quickly realized that the soft, defiant voice belonged to Salandra.
"That's okay, Malfoy needs to get told off sometimes."
"I didn't need any help," she insisted.
"I wanted to, I didn't say you needed it," Harry said kindly.
"I don't need help from humans!!" She softly yelled at Harry, spitting out the last word with disdain, but then checked herself, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean that."
"Really, you sounded so sure?" Ron said angrily.
"I'm sorry," she looked down, "I'm not used to being around so many humans-er, people."
"Well, that's no doubt, from my readings on demons they don't like people very much, so you couldn't have been raised with a very good idea about humans, especially wizards and witches," Hermione said, sounding like a reference book.
Salandra looked at her with indifference, but was actually very annoyed with this human girl who acted like she knew more about Salandra's people than Salandra herself.
"Yes, well, would you three, like to sit down?" She asked with difficulty.
"Sure, thank you."
Harry, Ron, and Hermione sat down around Salandra at the end of the table and noticed that everyone in the hall was staring at them.
"Probably think you're odd for sitting with a monster," Salandra said, mocking the other student's thoughts of her.
"Probably think we're heroes for telling off Malfoy," Harry tried to correct her, not thinking it wise to bring up the other students' opinions of her.
"Hmm, whatever you want to think, go ahead. But we all know that every person here, except maybe you, Harry, thinks that I am some kind of monster who's going to kill them all," she said with a sigh.
"What do you mean, except Harry, aren't Ron and I sitting with you too?"
"Yes, but only because Harry made you come, you two still don't think I'm anymore than a murderer, correct?"
Ron and Hermione stayed silent, proving Salandra's point. She laughed lightly to herself, "Why would I eat any of you people anyway? Humans taste awful." Salandra began to laugh and the three students sitting with her drew back slightly, afraid that she could indeed be a killer.
"W-what do you mean by that?"
She slowly quieted her laughter and answered Harry, "I was fed human flesh once, not by my clan, but by a stupid wizard who thought that since I was a demon, if he fed me his son I'd clear out of his forest. I hadn't even done anything, but kill a couple of deer, but he jumped to conclusions, just like everyone here, and killed his own son and tried to feed it to me. He left it where I would find it and hoped it would make me leave, well, I did leave, but only because I thought he was trying to feed me rotten meat. I didn't find out it was his son until weeks later, I wouldn't have even tasted it if I had known."
"That's," Hermione paused for a long time.
"Sick, I know," Salandra finished, "He killed his own son."
"NO! You, you are a monster, a merciless killer!!! Harry, how could you have put Ron and me into such danger by making us associate with a creature like this?!?"
Salandra jumped to her feet, eyes burning with hate and anger.
"Do you wonder why my people hate your kind, witch?!!! YOU, idiots like you, they are why!!"
Her voice thundered through the entire hall and she turned quickly on her heels and walked out of the hall
"Salandra! Come back, Hermione, she doesn't know what she's talking about!!" Harry's cry went unheeded by the demon.
Professor Dumbledor stood up, "I feel that we should go look for the girl, she doesn't yet know where the Griffindor dormitory is, so there's no telling where she may go," with that, he walked out of the hall followed by several teachers and Harry. No one else moved except once the teachers had left, then they crowed around Hermione, congratulating her for telling off the 'disgusting creature'.
~^*^~
After an hour of searching, Harry, who had been paired with Professor Dumbledor to search, found Salandra. She was perched on the highest branch of the giant tree by the lake, wings spread fully. Professor Dumbledoor motioned for Harry to go talk to her, so he stepped forward until he was under the tree.
"Salandra?" He said cautiously and so softly that he wasn't sure she even heard him up at the top of the tree. He was about to yell up at her when she finally answered.
"What do you want?"
"I want you to come down and go back inside with everyone else."
"Huh," she chuckled sadly, "to everyone else I'm a murdering beast, how can you think to include me in a description of them?"
"Because they're students here, and so are you. We're all here to learn, nothing more, so you are no different from any of the students in there, except that-"
"Except that I'm a demon."
"EXCEPT, that you're the only one who understands that a single person is not what the rest of their people have been stereo-typed to be."
"Poetic, completely untrue, but poetic." As she finished saying this Salandra stretched out her wings and glided down from the treetop.
"Perhaps I shall grow to like you humans yet, Harry Potter." She silently curled her wings tightly against her back and began to walk into the school, but Professor Dumbledor stopped her.
"Sala-Kumei Gres, I need to speak with you privately."
She turned and looked at Harry for a long moment before saying, "Perhaps, Harry Potter, perhaps you shall become a hero."
Harry stood looking dumbfounded for several minutes, just watching Salandra and Professor Dumbledor walk inside before hurrying inside himself and running straight for the Griffindor Common Room.
~^*^~
When Harry arrived at the common room everyone stopped their conversations and turned to glare at him. To them, he was a traitor, he had abandoned the human race to befriend a demon. Not even Hermione or Ron would speak to him, though Ron gave him a look that said they really needed to talk later. Harry quickly gave up on attempting to engage anyone in conversation and went to bed. He sat on his bed for almost an hour while the common room bustled with conversation until Ron finally came into the room.
"Harry, you still awake?"
"Of course, Ron, I've been waiting for you. You looked like you needed to talk to me."
"I do. I'm sorry about diner. I was still freaked out about Salandra and Hermione was getting so angry.. I just-"
"It's okay, Ron, I understand. Do you think you could stand to be hated along with me to stand with Salandra?"
"I dunno, Harry. You're my best friend but... I'll have to think about it."
Just then the sounds of people retreating from the common room were heard and Ron jumped into his bed.
"One last thing, Harry," he whispered, "don't try to talk to Hermione, she's all in knots over Salandra."
"Thanks Ron," Harry said and fell into his bed for a night of sad, dreamless sleep.
End- Chapter 1
Sooooo, whadda think?? Please let me know if you like or don't like my story by reviewing it, and I'll see you with Chapter 2 after 10 reviews!!
~MistressCorruption
Notes: This takes place in Harry's fifth year at Hogwarts, and I'm not updating until I get at least 10 reviews (please, I need the moral support to keep writing).
Chapter 1
Harry, Ron, and Hermione looked up at the castle above them.
"We're finally back at Hogwarts!!" Harry said happily as he and his two friends climbed into the carriage waiting to take them up to the palace, "I don't think I could have stood another day with the Dursleys."
"Oh, I can't wait to find out what our classes are. This year's going to be very interesting, what with.." Hermione faltered, "We're going to need a really good Defense Against The Dark Arts teacher."
"Yeah, maybe they hired a vampire!" Ron agreed.
~^*^~
They sat at the Griffindor table but half an hour later, waiting for the first years to be brought in and sorted. As Professor McGonnagle entered the hall she looked very distraught. It seemed as though she was greatly worried about something, which was understandable after what had happened last year. In fact, all the teachers looked very worried, except of course, Harry's least favorite teacher, Professor Snape. Actually, Harry noted as he looked at the teacher's table, Professor Snape wasn't even there.
"Ahem." All the quite conversations going on in the hall stopped as Professor McGonnagle prepared for the sorting.
"I have a slight problem to announce, we were to have a new fifth year transfer student, but it seems that she has not turned up, if anyone has any information as to her whereabouts, please, inform me immediately."
The sorting commenced as usual, Griffindor got seven new students. Then Professor Dumbledor stood up to make his speech.
"After the events of last school year, no students are to walk about the ground alone at any time. If you have a class outside, go there in groups. I want no students out of bed at night, that's always been the rules, but it will now be even more strictly enforced. Any students engaging in suspicious activities shall be investigated in case there is any cause for alarm. With that, on with the feast!!"
~^*^~
The next day Harry, Ron, and Hermione walked down to breakfast ready to get to their first classes of the school year. As they ate Hermione looked over the schedule,
"We have Defense Against the Dark Arts first!" She announced, "With, Professor Bigin, the new teacher.
~^*^~
When they entered the classroom for their first class the only thing they noticed with a huge square covered in a white sheet. They took their seats, staring at the object wondering what it could be. Once everyone had finally entered the class the new professor stood up.
"I suppose you're all wondering what this is, eh?" Professor Bigin asked, motioning to the square, "Well, given the horrible events of last year I have decided to step up your education to more advanced Dark magic."
Professor Bigin dramatically pulled the white sheet off the huge square in the classroom only to reveal a horrifying sight. It was a gigantic cage and inside was a girl, she was curled up in a corner, but you could see that she had very dark hair that looked tussled. She looked up very suddenly after the sheet was pulled of the thing that held her, her eyes were crimson, and pierced Harry with such a look of hatred that he shivered. "Professor! Why do you have a girl in there!?!?" Harry yelled, running over the bar of the cage.
"Don't be fooled boy!" he professor yelled, pushing Harry away, "She's not what she seems! Stand up, you loathsome creature!!!"
The girl gave the professor a look that could kill and slowly stood up so the entire class could see her fully. She stood in one swift motion and the black dress she was wearing was revealed to be ripped in several places, as if from a fight. As she walked toward the edge of the cage near Harry he noticed her hands, they were strange, she didn't have fingernails, but it looked like claws grew right out of her fingers. They were claws, he noted, because once she reached the bars in front of him she reached out and he could see the sharp edges of them. Her claws were barely out of the confinement when a small bolt of electricity appeared and shocked her backward in the cage. As she fell huge, leathery wings unfolded from her back and slowed her fall so she landed gently on the floor of the cage.
"What did you do!!" Harry yelled at his teacher when the winged girl was thrown back.
"Don't you see, boy! She's a demon, the worst of the Dark species!!"
When the professor finished his statement the demoness began to yell something unheard at him, and Harry could see that instead of teeth she had fangs, and razor sharp by the look.
"Why can't we hear what she's saying?" Hermione asked.
"I've put a powerful spell around this cage, we can't hear anything she says and she can't use any of her evil magic," the professor said proudly.
The demoness stood up again and began to angrily pace about her cage, glaring about at the students around her.
"PROFESSOR BIGIN!!!"
All the students spun around to see Professor McGonnagle standing in the doorway.
"Students! I want you all out of his classroom immediately!!"
Everyone filed quickly from the room because no one had ever heard Professor McGonnagle speak in the tone she had just used. They stood in the hall waiting to be allowed back in until the bells rang telling them that they needed to go to their next class, Transfiguration with Professor McGonnagle.
~^*^~
Professor McGonnagle never came to class and the students were sent to the library in her absence. Harry barely even noticed the horror of Snape's class as he worried about the fate of the demoness in the cage.
~^*^~
Harry's worries were put to rest at dinner that night when Professor McGonnagle stood up to make an announcement.
"Everyone, the student who was to transfer in has been located and she is now going to be sorted as she should have been with everyone else last night." With the last statement she glared at Professor Bigin.
"Come here, Salandra."
Harry nearly gasped in surprise as the girl entered the hall. It was the demoness. She slowly walked up to the teacher's table, not looking anywhere but straight ahead. She had changed from her torn dress and was now in Hogwarts robes, after she passed Harry could see her wings tightly pulled in on her back. He also noticed a detail about her that he hadn't seen before, she had a tail and it stuck out slightly under her robes and almost touched the ground.
When she reached the table Professor McGonnagle motioned for her to sit on the stool that was there. She did and the professor placed the Sorting Hat on her head.
'Hmmm, quite perplexing,' she could hear in her head, 'A nature to be violent, a killer, even. But a great desire to prove that you are not ruled by your instincts. Slytherin would help you realized your full potential, but they're too lose to the instincts you hate. You're very brave, and are fully willing to become loyal to someone, if you find them trustworthy, it'll have to be, Griffindor!!!'
The last word was shouted out so everyone in the hall could here and, but there were no cheers from the Griffindor table at receiving this new student, only cheers from the other three tables because hey didn't have the shame of a demoness in their house. Salandra walked slowly and meaning fully to the Griffindor table, she glanced at Harry as she walked past him, headed for the furthest end of the table. When she got there everyone moved as far away from that end as they possibly could and Salandra sat quietly, waiting for dinner to be served.
"Now, then," Professor Dumbledor said, "on with the meal!"
"Ron, Hermione?"
"Yes?" They answered Harry together.
"Let's go sit with Salandra," Harry said with determination
"What!!" Ron exclaimed, "Are you crazy Harry? She's a demon!! She'll probably kill us all in our sleep, why should we go sit with her?!"
"Because, you dolt," Hermione told him, sounding annoyed, "Maybe if we're nice to her, she won't kill us in our sleep."
"Oh."
"That's not quite my reason," Harry said, "But if you'll both come with me, it's good enough."
So Harry, Ron, and Hermione stood up and walked down to the end of the table where Salandra had seated herself only to see she had unwanted company. Malfoy and his two lackeys were standing in a circle around her and Malfoy himself was attempting to step on her tail.
"Dirty monster! What are you even doing at a decent place like Hogwarts?!?" He yelled at Salandra while chasing her moving tail with his foot.
"Leave her alone, Malfoy!" Harry yelled as he and his friends came over.
"Oh, look. It's Harry Potter, on another quest to right the wrongs in the world, eh, Potter? Well, she is a wrong, so you shouldn't even bother protecting her!"
"I don't care what you think about her, Malfoy, she hasn't done anything wrong, so just shove off!!"
"Fine, but don't say I didn't warn you when she slits your throat later," Malfoy jeered as he walked back over to the Slytherin table.
"You shouldn't have said anything, I was fine."
Harry almost didn't know who had spoken to him but he quickly realized that the soft, defiant voice belonged to Salandra.
"That's okay, Malfoy needs to get told off sometimes."
"I didn't need any help," she insisted.
"I wanted to, I didn't say you needed it," Harry said kindly.
"I don't need help from humans!!" She softly yelled at Harry, spitting out the last word with disdain, but then checked herself, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean that."
"Really, you sounded so sure?" Ron said angrily.
"I'm sorry," she looked down, "I'm not used to being around so many humans-er, people."
"Well, that's no doubt, from my readings on demons they don't like people very much, so you couldn't have been raised with a very good idea about humans, especially wizards and witches," Hermione said, sounding like a reference book.
Salandra looked at her with indifference, but was actually very annoyed with this human girl who acted like she knew more about Salandra's people than Salandra herself.
"Yes, well, would you three, like to sit down?" She asked with difficulty.
"Sure, thank you."
Harry, Ron, and Hermione sat down around Salandra at the end of the table and noticed that everyone in the hall was staring at them.
"Probably think you're odd for sitting with a monster," Salandra said, mocking the other student's thoughts of her.
"Probably think we're heroes for telling off Malfoy," Harry tried to correct her, not thinking it wise to bring up the other students' opinions of her.
"Hmm, whatever you want to think, go ahead. But we all know that every person here, except maybe you, Harry, thinks that I am some kind of monster who's going to kill them all," she said with a sigh.
"What do you mean, except Harry, aren't Ron and I sitting with you too?"
"Yes, but only because Harry made you come, you two still don't think I'm anymore than a murderer, correct?"
Ron and Hermione stayed silent, proving Salandra's point. She laughed lightly to herself, "Why would I eat any of you people anyway? Humans taste awful." Salandra began to laugh and the three students sitting with her drew back slightly, afraid that she could indeed be a killer.
"W-what do you mean by that?"
She slowly quieted her laughter and answered Harry, "I was fed human flesh once, not by my clan, but by a stupid wizard who thought that since I was a demon, if he fed me his son I'd clear out of his forest. I hadn't even done anything, but kill a couple of deer, but he jumped to conclusions, just like everyone here, and killed his own son and tried to feed it to me. He left it where I would find it and hoped it would make me leave, well, I did leave, but only because I thought he was trying to feed me rotten meat. I didn't find out it was his son until weeks later, I wouldn't have even tasted it if I had known."
"That's," Hermione paused for a long time.
"Sick, I know," Salandra finished, "He killed his own son."
"NO! You, you are a monster, a merciless killer!!! Harry, how could you have put Ron and me into such danger by making us associate with a creature like this?!?"
Salandra jumped to her feet, eyes burning with hate and anger.
"Do you wonder why my people hate your kind, witch?!!! YOU, idiots like you, they are why!!"
Her voice thundered through the entire hall and she turned quickly on her heels and walked out of the hall
"Salandra! Come back, Hermione, she doesn't know what she's talking about!!" Harry's cry went unheeded by the demon.
Professor Dumbledor stood up, "I feel that we should go look for the girl, she doesn't yet know where the Griffindor dormitory is, so there's no telling where she may go," with that, he walked out of the hall followed by several teachers and Harry. No one else moved except once the teachers had left, then they crowed around Hermione, congratulating her for telling off the 'disgusting creature'.
~^*^~
After an hour of searching, Harry, who had been paired with Professor Dumbledor to search, found Salandra. She was perched on the highest branch of the giant tree by the lake, wings spread fully. Professor Dumbledoor motioned for Harry to go talk to her, so he stepped forward until he was under the tree.
"Salandra?" He said cautiously and so softly that he wasn't sure she even heard him up at the top of the tree. He was about to yell up at her when she finally answered.
"What do you want?"
"I want you to come down and go back inside with everyone else."
"Huh," she chuckled sadly, "to everyone else I'm a murdering beast, how can you think to include me in a description of them?"
"Because they're students here, and so are you. We're all here to learn, nothing more, so you are no different from any of the students in there, except that-"
"Except that I'm a demon."
"EXCEPT, that you're the only one who understands that a single person is not what the rest of their people have been stereo-typed to be."
"Poetic, completely untrue, but poetic." As she finished saying this Salandra stretched out her wings and glided down from the treetop.
"Perhaps I shall grow to like you humans yet, Harry Potter." She silently curled her wings tightly against her back and began to walk into the school, but Professor Dumbledor stopped her.
"Sala-Kumei Gres, I need to speak with you privately."
She turned and looked at Harry for a long moment before saying, "Perhaps, Harry Potter, perhaps you shall become a hero."
Harry stood looking dumbfounded for several minutes, just watching Salandra and Professor Dumbledor walk inside before hurrying inside himself and running straight for the Griffindor Common Room.
~^*^~
When Harry arrived at the common room everyone stopped their conversations and turned to glare at him. To them, he was a traitor, he had abandoned the human race to befriend a demon. Not even Hermione or Ron would speak to him, though Ron gave him a look that said they really needed to talk later. Harry quickly gave up on attempting to engage anyone in conversation and went to bed. He sat on his bed for almost an hour while the common room bustled with conversation until Ron finally came into the room.
"Harry, you still awake?"
"Of course, Ron, I've been waiting for you. You looked like you needed to talk to me."
"I do. I'm sorry about diner. I was still freaked out about Salandra and Hermione was getting so angry.. I just-"
"It's okay, Ron, I understand. Do you think you could stand to be hated along with me to stand with Salandra?"
"I dunno, Harry. You're my best friend but... I'll have to think about it."
Just then the sounds of people retreating from the common room were heard and Ron jumped into his bed.
"One last thing, Harry," he whispered, "don't try to talk to Hermione, she's all in knots over Salandra."
"Thanks Ron," Harry said and fell into his bed for a night of sad, dreamless sleep.
End- Chapter 1
Sooooo, whadda think?? Please let me know if you like or don't like my story by reviewing it, and I'll see you with Chapter 2 after 10 reviews!!
~MistressCorruption
