Chapter Four:
"Wait where are we going?" Asked Missy as she was being pulled down the stairs to her common room.
"Lunch, silly! Oh we might be able to catch Ron and Harry." She said picking up the speed.
"Who are Ron and Harry?" Missy asked while trying to keep up.
"They're my best friends. Oh you'll like them a lot! Trust me." Was all she said. The girls were walking around the corner not paying much attention to anyone when. Hermione was so busy chat up a storm with Missy that she walked right into a broad chest.
"Watch were your going Granger!" The guy yelled out. Missy herself jumped back when the male voice yelled. Hermione just shrugged it off and kept walking.
"Yeah that's right don't apologize for getting your mudblood dirty on me!" He yelled as the girls walked off. Hermione stopped for a split second and breathed pretty deep. Missy looked back at the male and could only tell that he was smiling, waiting for her reaction. Hermione then started walking again. Missy had to run just to catch her again.
"What was that all about?" She asked when she knew she was out of hearing range of anyone.
"Oh that? That was just Hogwarts loud mouth know-it all pure blood son of a bitch." Hermione said with a grand smile on her face. Missy looked quite confused by what she said. Hermione caught the look and smiled.
"Sorry I forgot you don't know much about this place. That was Draco Malfoy. He thinks he's gods' gift to humanity." Missy looked as she completely understood what Hermione just told her.
"Aren't all teenaged boys like that?" She said with a small smile.
"Yes but I don't think any of them are as bad as Malfoy. He really does think too highly of himself, I guess it part of his inflamed ego that well nobody has really been able to stop." She said with a large sigh.
"What do you mean?"
"Well Malfoy comes from an old line of Wizards and well he has a rather large problem with people who aren't as pure as he." Hermione tried to explain but knew she was doing a bad job of it.
"What's the difference? Between everyone? They all go to the school doesn't that make them all Wizards just as pure as him?" Missy replied.
"Well I suppose yes it does, but you see some Wizarding families brake apart and someone may marry, someone who is muggle born and as no magic in them. Then there are also muggles who have that great gift, and become Wizards." Hermione paused and looked at Missy hoping she understood what she was taking about.
"I get it! So he's a pure blood and doesn't like you because you're not!" Missy shrieked sounding very proud of herself for figuring it out. Hermione looked stunned.
'How did she know I was a muggle?' Hermione thought to herself. Missy looked at her face and realized herself she had caught the girl really off guard.
"I was just guessing." Missy said, hoping she had just hurt her new friend's feelings.
"How did you come to that conclusion pray, tell?" Hermione said trying not to sound mad, but fail at it.
"Well that guy, back there. He called you a Mudblood was it? And well I just went from there. Did I get it wrong? I'm really sorry I didn't mean to offend you in any way Hermione." Missy said pleadingly for her forgiveness. Hermione looked at Missy totally taken back by the girl. She hadn't realized herself what a mean person she had sounded like when she said that to her.
"Oh Missy I'm sorry you shocked me. That's all. I'm not use to people blurting things out all of a sudden. They normally wait and say behind my back or something." Hermione answered soothingly to Missy who again had that puzzled look on her face.
"Why don't people tell you things to your face?" Missy asked then realized what a stupid question that was.
"Well last year I was a Prefect and this year I'm well Head Girl. So people won't say things to me because they think that I might take points away from them." She said as she pushed open the door to the dinning hall and the smell of delicious food hit both girls in the face. Missy's stomach growled slightly at the smell of the food and she realized just how hungry she really was. Hermione grabbed her by the arm and ran over to this long table were a bunch of students sat talking amongst themselves.
"Morning 'Mione." A girl with bright red hair said while holding a piece of toast in her on hand.
"Hey Ginny." Hermione replied as she sat down with Missy by her side.
Everyone stopped eating at the table and look at Missy. They all had this look of complete and udder confusion on their faces. Missy tried to go about her normal routine but was finding it really hard with what felt like a billion eyes watching her. She picked up a piece of toast of the large plate in the middle and put it on her plate then took the knife in, her one hand that had started to shake like mad, and tried to put some of the apple jam on her food put couldn't, because of the eyes watching her every single move. Hermione had forgotten that nobody new anything about her or why she was here. She had forgotten that Missy was a new student and was now eating her own breakfast while trying to talk to a confused Ginny. Missy was trying so hard to control her shaking hand but it just wasn't working for her. She leaned forward to pick up a few slices of bacon off the tray when her arm knocked over a fresh glass of pumpkin juice. This got Hermione attention, due to the problem that the juice had slowly spread to her spot at the table and her hand was getting sticky and wet. Missy looked as his she was ready to cry now and Hermione finally clued in.
"Oh Missy don't worry about it was just an accident." Hermione said softly to the girl who looked so scared that she might just die. Missy didn't reply she just wanted to run from that room and hid in a closet or something.
"Missy I'd like you to meet Ginny. She Ron's little sister." Hermione said quickly trying to make everything all right with Missy. Ginny held out her hand to Missy and smiled.
"Hello." Ginny said.
"Hi." Was all Missy could say back. A few heads turned when they heard her voice.
"I'm Ginny Weasley, and I'm a sixth year at Hogwarts. What year are you going to be in?" She asked.
"There putting me in first year, but I don't think I'll be there long." She said with a smile.
"Wait are you Missy Mcra?" Ginny said with a smile?
"Yes. How did you know my name?" Missy asked now back to her normal confused look.
"My father was on of the men who brought you here! He told me you'd be coming sometime soon!" She said with a gleeful smile. Other people were making their way over to the group as they talked. Most were noticing that Missy didn't have any British accent.
"Oh this is Lavender and Parvati. They share the room with us!" Hermione said when the two girls came closer.
"Hi nice to meet you." Missy said starting to relax a little more.
"You're an American!" Parvati screeched happily. Missy looked at everyone who had now become very interested in hearing about the American.
"I really hate to say this but I'm not an American. I'm a Canadian. I was actually born here in Britain, but my Mother wanted to move to Canada to be closer to her own mother who had moved there years before." Missy said with a smile.
"Does it matter? You must know about all the latest styles!" Lavender said sounding very happy that this girl would be in their room.
"Now, now girls. Don't make Missy feel like she has to know everything about that type of thing." Hermione said, she almost soundly like she didn't want Missy to get involved with the girls.
"Oh Hermione, don't be such a spoiled sport!" Parvati said, then grabbed Lavender away from the table and walked out of the room. Hermione looked over at Missy and smiled. "Sorry about them." She said. "They have to get there hands on any new girl, and with the added bonus of where you're from makes you a big target."
"Oh I don't mind. I do know a lot about the cloth's styles for over there. I know just about everything about Canada and the USA." She said sounding sad.
"Don't worry Missy, you're gonna love it here!" She said.
"I really hope so, because I have not where else to go." She said looking even more saddened.
"Well lunch is almost over, and I should be getting to class. Will you be all right by yourself?" Hermione asked quickly changing the subject.
"Yeah, I'll be fine." She said with a smile, then Hermione got up from her seat, and headed out the door. Missy was left alone at the table with no one to talk to, and no friend in sight. She pushed herself from the table and made her way out of the grand hall. She took a moment to admire the brilliant ceiling and how it looked just like the sky outside. She guessed to herself that it was a beautiful day out or it was just bewitched to look like it was nice out. She walked out of the hall and into a corridor, she went up the stair case that she and Hermione had taken then paused for a moment. She couldn't remember what direction they had come from, because she and Hermione had been chatting while they walked. Missy went one way she hoped would be right.
"La, la, la where am I going?" She sang to herself as she walked further into the castle. She turned left and came across something that looked somewhat familiar. It was a stairwell she hoped led back to Gryffindor Tower. She felt a cold draft as she walked and had this strange feeling she shouldn't be going in that direction. She spun on her heals and headed back in the opposite direction. She knew she was almost there, because she could see a little light coming her way. Then she heard voices. The voices were talking very quietly but hey were still voices. Missy started to run to the opening to see three young men standing in front of her.
"Oh thank god! I was starting to think this school was deserted or something." She said with a smile on her face happy to have found someone who could help her out.
The three just looked at her like she was an alien or something. Two of the people where kind of tall but more on the pudgy side.
"Wow they could use something fat free." Missy thought to herself. The other person was a girl. She was much shorter then Missy she, could have been pretty if she wasn't trying so hard. They kept the stare on Missy while she thought aimlessly to herself. Then snapped out of it.
"So can one of you help me? I'm a little lost." She said keeping that smile on her face. The girl was about to say something when footsteps could be heard bounding down the stairs. The girl turned around and through her arms around the person neck even before they could reach the bottom stair.
"That was fun." He said laughing to himself. "I just made Potter and Weasley so late for there next class. Thankfully it Snape." He continued to laugh not noticing the girl who was now really starting to feel awkward with standing there. Missy finally got a good look at the guy who stood before her not even noticing that she was standing there. He was very tall mostly like 6'4, maybe more. He had white blonde hair that he had slicked right back. She couldn't see his eyes, but she new they had to be cold.
"Dray, we have a small problem." One of the pudgy boy's spoke up.
"Really and that would be?" He asked with a sneer. The boy pointed to Missy who stood there ready to scream and cry just to get away from them. They were really starting to creep her out. The tall blondes' eyes fallowed to where his minion was pointing to see Missy.
"Looks to me like we've got a spy. Potter or Weasley send you?" He said, in away that it made Missy feel like he was spitting fiery nails at her.
"No." Missy said sternly making herself sound as calm as possible.
"Then why are you down here!" He practically yelled at her. Before Missy could respond, the boy was right by looking into her eyes. Missy could see the other three's attention growing more interested in what he might do to her.
"I- I got lost." She stuttered. Now she was really starting to become afraid. The boy looked as if he might kill her the second she breathed wrong.
"I- I got lost." He tried to mimic in a pathetic little voice. "Tell me." He continued. "How does someone get lost at your age in this school?"
Missy looked at him lost for words.
"Well?" He asked. Missy had a single tear slip down her check. The boy raised his hand to her face. Missy was so afraid he was going to slap her or something. But all he did was wipe the tear away.
"Crying. The true sign of a weakling." He said to her. Missy finally had the courage to look at this boy and she could really tell he was dark and cruel. Missy got a sudden urge she had to fallow. She planted her hands on the boys' chest and pushed him as hard as she could. He wasn't expecting this and went flying backwards and Missy to a run for it. She ran up the staircase like she would have a stair-master when her mother and she went to the gym together. She could hear all four of the foot steps trying to catch up with her. Missy could see the door and was almost there. On the second to last step, her foot caught the edge of the stair case and she went toppling over onto the floor. Her jeans were now ripped at the knees and there was blood coming from it. She forearm hurt and so did her side. The four who were chasing her were now in sight. The blonde boy was in the lead and he looked mad. Missy was ready to scream when she heard someone's voice.
"Are you all right?" The kind old voice asked. Missy looked up to see an old man wearing a pointy hat and long beautiful dress robes. He had long white hair and a long while beared. He spectacles were crescent-shaped moons, and his eyes were a bright blue. Suddenly she heard the footsteps come to a stop and standing in the door way was the group who frightened her so much.
"Ah Pansy, Draco Crabe, Goyle. Shouldn't you all be in classes?" The kind old man asked.
"Yes Professor Dumbledore sir." The three the four said at once.
"Draco? How about you?" He said looking at the tall blonde one, Missy had just knocked over, only moments earlier. Missy thought to herself for a second. " Hermione said he was mean, but I didn't think that mean." But her thoughts were cut off by his icy cold voice.
"Professor Snape asked me to find Potter and Weasley. I heard her scream and then came running. I guess the others heard it too." He said very convincingly.
"Humph." The Professor said. "Very well. Off to class you four." He then turned and looked at Missy who was almost hiding behind his back.
"Would you like me to help you find your common room Missy?" He asked sweetly. "Maybe help you clean your cuts." Missy nodded in agreement. She would really like to find that common room of hers.
After about 45 minutes she had returned to her common room all held up. The nurse Ms. Pomfrey said that she wouldn't have any scars but to be more carefully when taking the stairs. Professor Dumbledore, showed her how to get to her common room form every direction and easy ways to remember the ways. She was now sitting on her bed in the dorms staring off into space. She didn't feel like doing any more unpacking she just wanted to relax. When it hit her. She had something that not many others would have at the school. She looked around her room for her backpack. After only a minute of looking she had found it buried under some of her clothing that had yet to find a home. She sat down on the bed and pulled out a black shinny thing that was small and square. Missy opened it to show a nice lap top computer and soon she was typing away on it. She typed right throw dinner and was asleep before anyone came into the room.