AN: I decided to go ahead and post the next chapter since I've already
written it. So, I hope you like in, and don't be afraid to review, but I am
using your flames to kindle my fireplace now. It got cold today!
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Chapter 2 The Angel
The girl's appearance was shocking. She had pure, shining white-blonde hair that ran beneath her cloak. Her eyes were like amethyst, but with a tint of blue. Her skin was as white as snow and without blemish, but she did not smile. All the eyes of the boys were fixed on her. Some were whispering 'Veela", but Dumbledore spoke up.
"She is not a Veela, I can assure you," he said as McGonagall stepped forward with the Sorting Hat in her hand.
"She must be an angel then," Ron whispered beside Harry. Harry nodded.
McGonagall placed the Hat on top of the girl's head and a few seconds later, the Hat yelled, "SLYTHERIN!" Slytherin went into a series of cheers, as the Gryffindors roared their protests.
This angel should not be denied her glory!
"Oh, dear! I forgot the child's name!" Dumbledore proclaimed as the girl walked to the front of the teachers' table. "My name," she said in a cold, accented voice, "is Aurora Malile."
A whisper agian flooded through the Hall as Aurora was led to the Slytherin table. Boys immediately flocked around her, and girls were sticking their hands out in greeting. Harry, Ron, and Hermione watched in jealousy.
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Lucius watched in curiosity as the girl who called herself Aurora, sat down. "A very interesting girl," he whispered to Snape, who nodded in agreement. "Indeed," came the reply. "Keep an eye on her," Lucius hissed. Snape raised an eyebrow. "Why don't you?" He hissed in reply, smiling smugly as Lucius made no reply.
The tables were suddenly piled with food and soon the students and teachers had filled their plates with food and dug hungrily into them. Soon, the students finished off their dinner and left, one by one.
Lucius kept his eyes locked on Aurora as she ate slowly and elegantly, not fit for Slytherin at all. He ate his own food slower than she did, however, and as he stared at her, she stopped eating and turned slowly to look in his direction, like she knew he was staring at her. Lucius dropped his gaze immediately and waited until she looked away. When he returned his gaze to her, she was standing up.
His grey eyes followed her as she walked past the rows of tables and to the Gryffindor table. His eyes narrowed in near rage as she approached Potter, Weasley, and Granger. His mouth turned into a sneer, and he saw Snape wearing the same expression of utter distaste.
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Harry finished up his dessert just as Ron dropped his spoon with a 'clatter' and tapped Harry's shoulder urgently. Harry looked at him in annoyance and saw Ron's dropped jaw and pointing finger, making Harry turn and look up right into the amethyst-blue eyes of Aurora.
Harry caught himself before his jaw fell. "Can I help you?" He managed to ask. The corners of Aurora's mouth twitched upward slightly as she stared down at Harry.
"Harry Potter," she said, more of a statement than a question. Harry nodded. Aurora flashed an ill-amused smile and stormed off, her silver cloak flying behind her as she left the Hall.
Harry, Ron, and Hermione watched after her in confusion, and then got up to leave as well. "What was that all about?" Hermione asked as they headed up a staircase and to the painting of the Fat Lady. "Dracon Latonis," Harry said, making the Fat Lady smile down at him and swing open for them.
As they walked into the Gryffindor common room, they stopped. Hermione said goodnight and disappeared into the girls' dorm. Harry and Ron sighed and walked over to the empty couch, dropping onto it with a soft 'thump'.
Two things for Harry to decipher now: Aurora and Draco.
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Draco sighed as he entered the Slytherin common room and sat down in front of the dark fireplace. He leaned back against the green armchair he had seated himself in and closed his eyes. Suddenly, a pair of soft, long- fingered hands were placed on his shoulders, and his head snapped around to see his father standing behind him.
"Father!" He exclaimed, a smile spreading across his face. Lucius' eyes narrowed. "And what, exactly, is this?" He asked his son, indicating the happiness Draco had just exhibited. Draco opened his mouth to reply, but could find no words that would satisfy his father. Lucius crossed his arms, his snake Staff sticking out to the side.
"What is wrong with you, Draco? You are not acting like yourself. This displeases me," Lucius said softly, yet threateningly. Draco sighed. "Father..." he began, but again, could find no words to explain what he wanted to say to his father. He wanted to scream out, 'why can't you love me', but thought it better not to. "...I am wondering about Aurora."
Lucius cocked an eyebrow. "The new girl?" He asked, his voice coating his words. Draco nodded. "What about her?" His father inquired. Draco looked at his father. "What do you think of her?" He asked.
Lucius scoffed. "You're asking me to judge a sixteen-year-old girl?" Draco shrugged, but grew nervous as his father strode around the chair and faced his son. "I think she may be a problem," his father hissed in his face, "she spoke to Potter." Draco's lips pursed. "That doesn't mean she wasn't ridiculing him, like I do," he replied.
A sneer passed over Lucius' face, his lip curling in an evil way. "Give her a nice welcome, won't you?" He asked. Draco paled. "What do you mean, father?" He asked, afraid of the answer. Lucius only raised his Staff and struck it sharply against the armchair, a crack echoing off the walls. Draco's eyes widened. "You...want me to beat her up?" He asked in shock. Lucius grinned. "I shall see you later, my son. GET in bed." And with that, Lucius disappeared from the room, leaving his son to grasp his harsh words.
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Chapter 2 The Angel
The girl's appearance was shocking. She had pure, shining white-blonde hair that ran beneath her cloak. Her eyes were like amethyst, but with a tint of blue. Her skin was as white as snow and without blemish, but she did not smile. All the eyes of the boys were fixed on her. Some were whispering 'Veela", but Dumbledore spoke up.
"She is not a Veela, I can assure you," he said as McGonagall stepped forward with the Sorting Hat in her hand.
"She must be an angel then," Ron whispered beside Harry. Harry nodded.
McGonagall placed the Hat on top of the girl's head and a few seconds later, the Hat yelled, "SLYTHERIN!" Slytherin went into a series of cheers, as the Gryffindors roared their protests.
This angel should not be denied her glory!
"Oh, dear! I forgot the child's name!" Dumbledore proclaimed as the girl walked to the front of the teachers' table. "My name," she said in a cold, accented voice, "is Aurora Malile."
A whisper agian flooded through the Hall as Aurora was led to the Slytherin table. Boys immediately flocked around her, and girls were sticking their hands out in greeting. Harry, Ron, and Hermione watched in jealousy.
~*~*~*~
Lucius watched in curiosity as the girl who called herself Aurora, sat down. "A very interesting girl," he whispered to Snape, who nodded in agreement. "Indeed," came the reply. "Keep an eye on her," Lucius hissed. Snape raised an eyebrow. "Why don't you?" He hissed in reply, smiling smugly as Lucius made no reply.
The tables were suddenly piled with food and soon the students and teachers had filled their plates with food and dug hungrily into them. Soon, the students finished off their dinner and left, one by one.
Lucius kept his eyes locked on Aurora as she ate slowly and elegantly, not fit for Slytherin at all. He ate his own food slower than she did, however, and as he stared at her, she stopped eating and turned slowly to look in his direction, like she knew he was staring at her. Lucius dropped his gaze immediately and waited until she looked away. When he returned his gaze to her, she was standing up.
His grey eyes followed her as she walked past the rows of tables and to the Gryffindor table. His eyes narrowed in near rage as she approached Potter, Weasley, and Granger. His mouth turned into a sneer, and he saw Snape wearing the same expression of utter distaste.
~*~*~*~
Harry finished up his dessert just as Ron dropped his spoon with a 'clatter' and tapped Harry's shoulder urgently. Harry looked at him in annoyance and saw Ron's dropped jaw and pointing finger, making Harry turn and look up right into the amethyst-blue eyes of Aurora.
Harry caught himself before his jaw fell. "Can I help you?" He managed to ask. The corners of Aurora's mouth twitched upward slightly as she stared down at Harry.
"Harry Potter," she said, more of a statement than a question. Harry nodded. Aurora flashed an ill-amused smile and stormed off, her silver cloak flying behind her as she left the Hall.
Harry, Ron, and Hermione watched after her in confusion, and then got up to leave as well. "What was that all about?" Hermione asked as they headed up a staircase and to the painting of the Fat Lady. "Dracon Latonis," Harry said, making the Fat Lady smile down at him and swing open for them.
As they walked into the Gryffindor common room, they stopped. Hermione said goodnight and disappeared into the girls' dorm. Harry and Ron sighed and walked over to the empty couch, dropping onto it with a soft 'thump'.
Two things for Harry to decipher now: Aurora and Draco.
~*~*~*~
Draco sighed as he entered the Slytherin common room and sat down in front of the dark fireplace. He leaned back against the green armchair he had seated himself in and closed his eyes. Suddenly, a pair of soft, long- fingered hands were placed on his shoulders, and his head snapped around to see his father standing behind him.
"Father!" He exclaimed, a smile spreading across his face. Lucius' eyes narrowed. "And what, exactly, is this?" He asked his son, indicating the happiness Draco had just exhibited. Draco opened his mouth to reply, but could find no words that would satisfy his father. Lucius crossed his arms, his snake Staff sticking out to the side.
"What is wrong with you, Draco? You are not acting like yourself. This displeases me," Lucius said softly, yet threateningly. Draco sighed. "Father..." he began, but again, could find no words to explain what he wanted to say to his father. He wanted to scream out, 'why can't you love me', but thought it better not to. "...I am wondering about Aurora."
Lucius cocked an eyebrow. "The new girl?" He asked, his voice coating his words. Draco nodded. "What about her?" His father inquired. Draco looked at his father. "What do you think of her?" He asked.
Lucius scoffed. "You're asking me to judge a sixteen-year-old girl?" Draco shrugged, but grew nervous as his father strode around the chair and faced his son. "I think she may be a problem," his father hissed in his face, "she spoke to Potter." Draco's lips pursed. "That doesn't mean she wasn't ridiculing him, like I do," he replied.
A sneer passed over Lucius' face, his lip curling in an evil way. "Give her a nice welcome, won't you?" He asked. Draco paled. "What do you mean, father?" He asked, afraid of the answer. Lucius only raised his Staff and struck it sharply against the armchair, a crack echoing off the walls. Draco's eyes widened. "You...want me to beat her up?" He asked in shock. Lucius grinned. "I shall see you later, my son. GET in bed." And with that, Lucius disappeared from the room, leaving his son to grasp his harsh words.
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