Different Deep Down
By AngelzGaze
Soon all the First Years were sorted and Professor Dumbledore stood up to say something.
"This year we will have a new student, a Fifth Year, an exchange student from Beauxbatons. She shall be sorted now. Déesse DeMal!"
"You can call me Déssie." She sat on the stool for a whole minute, until the hat opened its rim and shouted..........
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Chapter 4: Confrontation
"GRYFFINDOR!" Déssie walked to the Gryffindor table as everyone in Gryffindor cheered. She took a seat next to Harry, Ron, and Hermione. Déssie glared at Hermione and Hermione glared back. No, this was not a friendly glare. It was the glare of dislike.
"Oh Harry, Ron! I'm SO excited. I really wanted to be in Gryffindor! It sounds like the best!" said Déssie.
'OH MY GOD!' thought Hermione. 'Her act is SO fake. I can't believe Ron and Harry are falling for this!'
"I'm glad you're in Gryffindor too!" smiled Harry.
"So am I!"
"Yeah me too!" Hermione said sarcastically. Déssie glared again at Hermione. Harry and Ron neither seemed to notice the tone of her voice nor the glare. The tension stayed throughout the feast and it appeared that it was going to stay. Soon the feast was over and Harry, Ron, Hermione, and Déssie stood up ready to leave.
"Gosh, I hope it's not too confusing. I mean with all these passages that you guys have told me about," said Déssie.
"Oh, don't worry. You get used to your way around after about a week," Ron said.
"Thanks! You guys have to be sure to watch over me, because you never know, I might get lost!"
'Oh god, she is being SO corny. I don't think I could take it anymore and not want to gag,' Hermione thought.
"Oh don't worry. We'll keep an eye on you," smiled Harry.
"I don't know how to thank you guys! You are SO friendly. I was afraid no one would like me here."
"Of course people would like you. You're SO nice!"
'Ok. That's it! I cannot take this any longer!'
"Guys, I've got to go. I have to discuss something with another Prefect."
"Ok," Harry and Ron said, not taking their eyes off Déssie. Hermione rushed off. She didn't actually know where she was heading, so she just turned corners every once in a while. Finally she turned back and headed back to the Gryffindor Common Room.
"Roxy." The Fat Lady opened and Hermione headed inside the common room. Looking around she spotted Harry and Ron, without Déssie.
"Ron! Harry!"
"Hi 'Mione," answered Ron and Harry.
"Déssie's in the girl's room. Lavender and Parvati are showing her around."
"That's nice. Guys, I have to talk to you about Déssie."
"Shoot," Harry said.
"Well," Hermione whispered to them. "I think she's bad news. Her name, in French, it means, well, Goddess of the Evil. That's not very good if you know what I mean."
"So? She got stuck with a bad name. That doesn't prove anything," replied Ron angrily.
"I know you mean well, but Hermione, if she were really evil she'd probably wouldn't be sorted into Gryffindor."
"Well, while she was being sorted I heard her mu......"
"HARRY! RON!" Déssie shouted. "Come here!" Instantly both of them hurried over to Déssie. Déssie whispered something to both of them and they went up to their room. Déssie walked toward Hermione.
"Listen, I don't like you and you don't like me," Déssie told Hermione. "But do NOT try to turn them against me. It will just be a waste of time."
"No, it won't. I know who you are."
"That's nice. They'd never believe you. But I think you should know, if they had to choose between you and me they would defiantly choose me. I could turn them against you in a second, so you better not mess with me." Déssie turned around and walked up to the girl's room.
'She will NEVER be able to turn them against me!' Hermione thought angrily.
Disclaimer Poem:
I don't own Ron,
Hermione, or Harry
I don't own anything
Isn't that scary?
I just own my computer
(Which really belongs to my dad)
I guess I DON'T own anything
Isn't that sad?
So please don't sue me
What could you take?
I can't give you anything
So please give me a break!