Disclaimer: JK Rowling's, not mine.
Chapter 2
It all started the fall of my fourth year. My name is Katyrina LaTru. I have always been called beautiful by people, but really, I don't care about that. I was, I suppose I'm satisfied with my looks: auburn hair and violet-blue eyes. My skin was pale and didn't tan, but I don't like the sun and swimming, so this was never a problem. I am short and thin, one of those people who are never hungry. People swear that I must starve myself, but I am not that thin and I am definitely not anorexic or anything.
I am of a pureblood family, but that doesn't bother me, and I don't care about that in others. My parents are real strict about it, so I am careful not to mention some of my friends to them. I am in Slytherin house, of course, and I am well known, because my parents are rich and have high society standing. I find it amusing. I don't like most of the people who try to be friends with me, but I have gotten used to keeping secrets from the world, and I never intended to let someone in on my life. My thought were private, and Merlin help anyone who tries to pry.
Last year was the Triwizard Tournament and I wasn't very impressed with Cedric Diggory or Harry Potter. No offence to the dead, but he let his popularity rule his life. And Potter, he'll grow up to be a powerful wizard, surely, but now... I am really not impressed. It may just be my Slytherin bias.
That year my parents presented me with a few gifts before leaveing for school: some casual clothing to wear under my robes, a bank account, (I'm spoiled) and a stationery kit that includes quills that write down what you say, paper that always will fit in the envelope, no matter how much you write, a bottle of neverending ink that changes color to suit my mood, and an assortment of other odds and ends.
My parents dropped me off at platform nine and three quarters and I saw one of my friends, Kally.
I called over to her. She was about to get on the train, but stopped abruptly when she heard her name. This sent the crowd of people behind her stumbling and tripping. she hopped out of line and over to where I stood, dressed in a green tank top and baggy black pants. What can I say, I hate the color pink.
She on the other hand, tried to keep up with the latest wizarding fashions which were red, pink, and yellow. I nearly puked. I smirked and pulled out my wand and with a few carefully chosen words, turned the whole outfit a really ugly yellow-green color. She shrieked and I just laughed. She tried to push me, but I tackled her without noticing three people behind me.
She tried to fight back, but laughingly gave in when I pined her down. I stood up brushing my self of and stuck out a hand to help her up, which she graciously accepted.
There was a cough behind me. I whirled around. It was a fifth year boy, Draco Malfoy and a couple boulder lookalikes standing behind him.
My name is Draco Malfoy, he said smoothly, I was just noticing your - activities- I blushed and Kally felt like a dead weight grasping at my shoulder.
I said, improving, I was just trying to prove a point.
He lifted his eyebrow, That her clothes looked better a foul green color than-
I turned around sharply and muttered the words which switched her clothes back to the less offending color nearly knocking her off balance.
I grinned at Draco. Foul green color. I see no foul green color.
He smirked.
I was coming over here to talk to Kally, so I you could- Draco said.
I bowed sarcastically graceful and walked away. He laughed out right as I wondered what he wanted from Kally. I levitated my trunk in front of my with a word of command, I dislike using my wand except for on specail occasions. Everyone says that it is hard, but all you have to do is focus more fully. Honestly...
What did he want with her anyway?
-Thanx to ye who haft reviewed. Thou art the knights at my roundeth tableth. Hee Hee Hee. I am stupid. Really stupid.
