~*Chapter One: First days and birthdays *~
Lorelai Maxwell stepped through the barrier at platform 9 3/4. She was 16 now, and a 6th year prefect at Hogwarts. Though she was a slytherin, (as slytherin's are widely looked down upon) she had many a friend. She was also the best damn seeker Slytherin had ever had. (She was quite a match for Harry potter. She had taken Draco's place as seeker when he had broken his leg in 5th year, and their captain had replaced Draco with her.) She heard someone call out behind her. "Rory! Hey beautiful!" She turned around to face malfoy, but stopped in mid- exasperated-sigh, heart hammering when she saw him. "Malfoy." she regained her composure. "What do you want, worm?" "Nothing. Just hoping you'd changed your mind about what I asked." He replied. "No, I have not changed my mind! I am not going to be your slut!" she shouted, so Harry Potter, Hermione Granger and Ron Weasley, along with the rest of the weasleys turned around to look at her. She went to join them as they all waved and encouraged her away from Malfoy. "Hey you guys. Sorry about that." "Nonsense. Malfoy's always been like that. Why do you put up with it?" Harry asked. "Because my mother, Raven's mom, and Narcissus Malfoy are al best friends and Narcissus would be ever so disappointed if I didn't grow up to be her precious son's Queen, or whatever nonsense she's talking these days." Rory replied. "Lorelai, can I please talk to you?" Inquired Ron. Harry gave Ron a very harsh look, shaking his head. Rory hated it when people used her Full first name. Ron knew that, so it must have been something important. "Sure Ron." They walked to Ron's, Harry's, and Hermione's compartment. "This can't take too long; I have to get up to the prefect's compartment. Raven should be here any moment too." She gave Ron a wink. He blushed deep red. "Ok then. Here goes. Harry really likes you. But he's too chicken to say anything. So.blimey, the guy's practically in love with you. He's always raving about you. Rory this, Rory that." "If you're trying to say what I think, tell him to ask me himself. He better bloody well do it soon though. Or else I'll take matters into my own hands." "Oh, and Rory." "Don't worry. I'll talk to Raven. See ya around, Red." "I'll be seeing you, Shorty." (They had taken little nicknames for each other, since they had become such good friends over the summer by owl post.)
Lorelai Maxwell stepped through the barrier at platform 9 3/4. She was 16 now, and a 6th year prefect at Hogwarts. Though she was a slytherin, (as slytherin's are widely looked down upon) she had many a friend. She was also the best damn seeker Slytherin had ever had. (She was quite a match for Harry potter. She had taken Draco's place as seeker when he had broken his leg in 5th year, and their captain had replaced Draco with her.) She heard someone call out behind her. "Rory! Hey beautiful!" She turned around to face malfoy, but stopped in mid- exasperated-sigh, heart hammering when she saw him. "Malfoy." she regained her composure. "What do you want, worm?" "Nothing. Just hoping you'd changed your mind about what I asked." He replied. "No, I have not changed my mind! I am not going to be your slut!" she shouted, so Harry Potter, Hermione Granger and Ron Weasley, along with the rest of the weasleys turned around to look at her. She went to join them as they all waved and encouraged her away from Malfoy. "Hey you guys. Sorry about that." "Nonsense. Malfoy's always been like that. Why do you put up with it?" Harry asked. "Because my mother, Raven's mom, and Narcissus Malfoy are al best friends and Narcissus would be ever so disappointed if I didn't grow up to be her precious son's Queen, or whatever nonsense she's talking these days." Rory replied. "Lorelai, can I please talk to you?" Inquired Ron. Harry gave Ron a very harsh look, shaking his head. Rory hated it when people used her Full first name. Ron knew that, so it must have been something important. "Sure Ron." They walked to Ron's, Harry's, and Hermione's compartment. "This can't take too long; I have to get up to the prefect's compartment. Raven should be here any moment too." She gave Ron a wink. He blushed deep red. "Ok then. Here goes. Harry really likes you. But he's too chicken to say anything. So.blimey, the guy's practically in love with you. He's always raving about you. Rory this, Rory that." "If you're trying to say what I think, tell him to ask me himself. He better bloody well do it soon though. Or else I'll take matters into my own hands." "Oh, and Rory." "Don't worry. I'll talk to Raven. See ya around, Red." "I'll be seeing you, Shorty." (They had taken little nicknames for each other, since they had become such good friends over the summer by owl post.)