Draco led them back to a secluded compartment in the train. He ordered Crabbe and Goyle to leave. Crabbe and goyle simply went in search of food, and of couse, younger students to torture. Taking in the scene, Sapphire reaffirmed her thoughts. Yes, Draco was definitely good-looking. He was tall and extremely muscular. He had white/blond hair that was carefully slicked back, stormy gray eyes, perfect pale skin, and a delicate facial bone structure. ~Too bad he's so arrogant~ she thought to herself. Glancing at him, she discovered he was staring at her in much the same way she had been staring at him. ~She's not that bad~ Draco thought, looking her up and down. ~She'll probably fall for me sooner or later, all the girls do~ Having girls practically throw themselves at him was becoming rather annoying. Maybe she's different a voice inside him whispered. ~yea, right~ he thought. Breaking the silence, Sapphire asked, "So what house are you in?" in a bored manner. "Slytherin" was Draco's predicted response. Surveying her, he added, "I think you'll be in Slytherin as well." "They'd be stupid not to put me in Slytherin" she retorted. Draco took a second look at her, wondering if there was more to her then met the eye. Suddenly she stodd up. "I'm bored, I think I'll walk around for a bit" And with that, she left Draco to his own thoughts. She walked aimlessly up the corridors until someone smacked into her. "I'm sorry, I didn't see where I was going and-" the red-haired boy abruptly stopped speaking as he caught sight of Sapphire. His mouth opened and closed but no sound came out. Finally, he squeaked, "Harry!!" and another boy appeared from a compartment. "Look" the red-haired boy said, pointing to Sapphire. Harry looked at her, then flushed, but didn't lose his head like the boy he stood next to. "I'm Sapphire, and I'm new this year. I'll be a fifth year" Sapphire said in an emotionless tone, extending her hand. "Hi, my name is Harry Potter, and this is my best friend Ron Weasley" Harry said, shaking her hand. Ron managed to shake her hand as well, but almost fainted. "Harry Potter, I've heard the name before. I don't believe we've met thoughj" Harry was dumbfounded. She didn't know about him? Everyone was supposed to. It had grown rather annoying having people love or hate him because he was the 'boy-who-lived'. But, Harry found himself wishing that this girl had heard about him. "What's all this racket?" A girl with bushy brown hair and an ir of authority stepped out of the compartment. Upon seeing Sapphire, she said, "My name's Hermione Granger. You must be Sapphire Rasha, the new girl. Nice to meet you. Sorry about these mindless freaks" Hermione said jokingly, gesturing toward Ron and Harry. "Yes, I'm Sapphire" she conceeded quietly. "Hey mudblood, weasel, potty, hope you're not harassing Hogwarts' newest fifth year" Recognizing the voice, Sapphire turned to see Draco, Crabbe, and Goyle sauntering toward them. Judging from the looks on Harry, Ron, and Hermione's face, they didn't like Draco, Crabbe, and Goyle. She groaned inwardly. This was going to be a long ride. "We are not bothering her, and do not call Hermione mudblood!" Ron spat, taking his wand out, "I'm not taking crap from you this year Malfoy" and then shouted, "Furnaculus!!!" In the blink of an eye, Sapphie had her own wand our, and calmly said, "Contractus" the hex hurtling at Draco was sucked into Sapphire's wand with a whoosh of air. Nobody moved; Draco smiled. She wasn't going to be bad to have around. "I believe that I am correct in saying that the rules state clearly that students are prohibited in using magick against one another" She said to Ron, who had gone chalk-white."I suggest you control yourself more adequately in the future" were her next words. Spinning on her heel, she walked off with Draco, leaving Harry, Ron, and Hermione thoroughly confused about the new girl. She had seemed fine until Ron had tried to curse Draco. Why was she friends with Draco? And why hadn't she heard about Harry's legacy? These questions floated about the three's minds until they reached Hogwarts. Sapphire stepped off the train, and allowed Draco to lead her to the Great Hall. Draco was enjoying the jealous looks he received from other boys greatly. He sat Sapphire down at the Slytherin table as the sorting ceremony commenced. When the last first year had been sorted, Dumbledore rose from his chair and began to speak, "I am thrilled to announce that this year, we have a new fifth year student. Her name is Sapphire Rasha. Sapphire, please come forward to be sorted" As Sapphire made her way to the stool, a hush fell over the Great Hall. The mere sight of her seemed to cast a spell over everyone, except the teachers and three students. The three students unaffected were Draco, Hermione, and Harry. Draco watched her, watched her eyes. Most of the time, they were empty of emotion.. But there was a certain feeling about them he couldn't place. Hermione followed Sapphire's movements, wondering at her actions, and how they seemed to affect others. Harry stared at her, interested in the one person in the magickal world who did not know who he was. Meanwhile, Sapphire sat on the stool, with the sorting hat on her head. The hat muttered to itself, "This one is easy. Rasha. SLYTHERIN" the hat announced. The Slytherin table roared their approval, while the other three houses voiced their protest. Draco noticed Sapphire had seemed surprised by something the hat had said to her, and she had been. The word echoed in her head. Rasha. The sorting hat had pronounced her last name as it was truly supposed to be pronounced' in parseltongue. She and her entire family had the gift of speaking parseltongue, but only a very select few knew about it. In parseltongue, Rasha meant power. No one had yet pronounced her last name in parseltongue. except the sorting hat. She wondered just what powers the sorting hat possessed. Sapphire returned to her seat, the whole table cheering loudly. Dumbledore cleared his throat and stodd up again. "And now for a few school rules. The Forbidden Forest is strioctly off-limits, Hogsmeade is off-limits for first and second years. Also, no one is allowed out past curfew, unlless you have special permission. Now, let the feast begin." As soon as he said that, everyone's plates filled with tantalizing food, and they proceeded to stuff themselves. Sapphire only picked at her food. She had lost her appetite. When the feast was over, she walked with the rest of the Slytherins to their rooms. Their house prefect, Marcus Flint, leading the way. After she had become aquainted with her new surroundings, and met a few more people, she went back down to the common room to think. She chose a large chair in front of the fireplace, and was soon lost in her own small world. she was brought back by a big figure looming in front of her: Marcus Flint. Marcus Flint was a tall, muscular, mean seventh year. He was also captain of the Slytherin Quidditch Team. "Hey you" he said, his face inches from hers, "you ignorin' me or somethin'?" he asked, rather agitated. "Huh? Oh no. sorry. I was just thinking. What do you want?" Sapphire asked, pushing her thick hair out of her face. She looked up at Marcus, seeing a certain glint to his eyes. She quickly looked around the room realizing that they were alone there. ~I don't need this~ she thought. My father already made the proper arrangements for me to be a Chaser on the team. "I just wanted to get to know you a little better" came Marcus' sly response. "I would love to, but I'm extremely tired. We'll talk tomorrow, but I'm going to bed now" She stood from her chair. If there was one thing that Marcus hated, it was being brushed off. He grabbed her arm. "Let go" Sapphire demanded. Marcus didn't release his grip. Instead he pulled out his wand. He muttered a silencing spell on the room. "What do you think you're doing? Let me go, I'm going to bed now. I told you I'd talk with you tomorrow" She said angrily. Without a word, Marcus slapped her with such force that she fell to the floor. Sapphire struggled to get up, but Marcus held her down. Keeping a tight grip on her hands, he flipped her onto her back. "Accio clothes" he said. Her clothes flew off of her and into his hands. Sapphire screamed. She could feel him, through his pants, touching her inner thigh. He looked down at her perfect body. Smiling his put his mouth to hers, forcing her into a kiss. Tears were welling in her eyes. He eased himself on top of her, prying her legs open with his own. Sapphire screamed louder as he unzipped his pants. He asked her in a cruel voice, "Are you a virgin?" She didn't answer him, so he simply said, "Well, we'll find out anyway, won't we?" she fought as hard as she could against him. Still pinning her hands above her head, he used his free one to smack her across the faced again. He looked down into her eyes: they were like ice, full of terror and hatred. He shivered. Upstairs, Draco couldn't sleep. He sat up, and decided to sneak into the kitchens for some food. Yawning, he pulled on his robes and started down the stairs leading from the boys' dormitories to the common room. When he got there, he stopped dead in his tracks. Marcus' weight held Sapphire on the floor, while his breath came in hot gasps. Marcus was about to force her when an all too familiar voice shouted, "Petrificus Totalus!" Marcus rose into the air, temporarily paralyzed. Draco rushed over and gathered Sapphire into his arms. It didn't even register that he was holding Sapphire naked. She looked up into his eyes. What he saw ripped through him. Her eyes, normally emotionless, held pain. Terrible pain and sadness. He suddenly realized tears were streaming down her face. Marcus began to wake up. Swiftly, Draco did a few spells which knocked Marcus out, and returned him to his bed. Bringing his attention back to Sapphire, Draco became aware that she didn't have any clothes on and was shaking. He took off his robe and wrapped her up in it. She curled up into his arms and fell into a troubled sleep, afraid to wake up.