Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or any of the setting or background
facts. I do however own the main character girl, Andrea. I really do own
her. She is like me in so many ways, and I own myself so HA! Take that J.K
Rowling!
Author's Note: Oh my GOD!!!! People like it! They actually like my story!!!! I got SIX, count em SIX reviews!!!!! I am sooooo happy. THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU!!!!! I love you all! It was such a mood lifter to click the "stats" button, not expecting a single review, and finding the little number 6 next to my story. I even answered the intrusive phone when it rang I was so happy. In answer to "g" --- I do live in Washington DC, I love it here! And most of the bands I mentioned are excellent, but it depends on what type of music you like. John Mayer if like folk music but his songs are a little pop-y. And New Found Glory is like rocker punk. Dashboard Confessional (did I mention them in the story?) are fake emo. Sleater Kinney is a girl punk band and my sister likes them more than me. The Clash and REM are classics, amazing. And Simon and Garfunkel are older. They were best friends but broke up for stupid reasons in my opinion and did individual stuff. It was better when they worked together. Sigh. Manic Street Preachers are good. The Strokes and White Stripes, well you must've heard of them. If not, get to downloading, you have a lot to catch up on. Jeff Buckley was this beautiful guy with a lovely voice but he died in a tragic water incident a while back. His album Grace was on the Rolling Stone magazine's Top 100 albums. It is really good. In fact, I am going to listen to it right now. Cheerio.
Rating: I guess I have to give this a rating sooooo.PG-13. I have some scary themes like death, sexual harassment (not really though), cutting (my friends' wrongful accusations inspired that part) and more. Just another fun filled story. No seriously, its good. I don't like to brag at all, but this story is not completely terrible, or else I wouldn't have even posted it. I had two other people read it who thought it was good as well so I am finally ready, after about four revisions to the entire thing, to post the first few chapters, see how people like them, and continue posting regardless of what the hell people like. Enjoy.
Chapter Five
The next morning Andrea woke up early and headed to the bathroom. Once she
changed into a similar outfit as the day before. She slipped on her robes and
headed out of the common room, grabbing her shoulder bag on the way, to go
explore the school a little before breakfast began. She wasn't exactly looking
forward to the meal anyway. Andrea was wandering random halls and exploring
rooms of different sorts. She went down a staircase and happened upon, what she
supposed was the dungeons. Suddenly a door opened and a tall man with long
black hair and a sneer on his face stepped out a slammed the door. He noticed
Andrea and snapped at her, "What're you doing down here so early? Shouldn't you
be heading towards breakfast about now?" Andrea sighed and explained coolly that she just wanted to check out the school
before she had breakfast. She could tell already that this Professor was an
asshole. Probably like the kind that follow my *father*. The teacher glared at
her and mumbled something while he stalked away. She continued her exploration
of the dungeons and decided after a while to head to breakfast. As she turned a
corner she ran into a hard obstacle and fell back. Andrea cursed and stood
straightening her skirt. She looked at what had caused the collision and
groaned realizing the obstacle was Malfoy. "Still not paying attention to where you are going, I see." Malfoy sneered.
"I was paying just as much attention as you were Dragon Boy, so don't even try
to pin this on me." Andrea retorted. It was simply not her fault alone. Suddenly Mafloy slammed her against the wall and pressed his body against hers.
"That's not the only thing I'm going to pin on you," he said seductively and
smiled. Andrea, who had the breath knocked out of her only managed a groan
before Malfoy squeezed her even harder into the wall. She gasped as the rough
stones of the wall pierced her back. Malfoy smiled sadistically. He enjoyed her
reaction, and the fact that he could overpower her so easily. He was wrong
however, Andrea would not give in that easily. With one swift motion she
maneuvered a skill she had learned in her self defense class. She stomped on his
foot really hard with her heeled boot and when he retreated a few feet in pain,
she kneed him roughly in the groin. He doubled over and cried out in pain. "Don't ever pull another stunt like that again Malfoy, or I will be forced to
do something seriously damaging. That was just muggle defense. When it comes to
magic, I wont exactly be using defense spells on you, you pathetic git. Some of those unforgivable curses work really well in eliminating enemies. There
are some perks to having your father be the...." Andrea caught herself before
she revealed too much. She gasped when she realized what she had just said and
fled the scene. Running through the complicated halls toward where she thought
the Great Hall was, she thought over what she had said. 'I threatened him.' she
thought disgusted with herself, 'What's worse, I threatened him with one of the
unforgivable curses. I am turning into my father.' Andrea was horrified with the thought. 'Maybe he didn't take me seriously. He might just forget about it and move on..fat chance.' She stumbled into the Great
Hall and hastily walked over to sit with Harry, Ron and Hermione. "Good morning
Andie," Harry greeted. Andrea smiled weakly and forced a cheery greeting. Ron
noticed something wasn't right and asked, "Andie, are you alright? You seem a
bit shaken up." Just then Malfoy walked into the Great Hall scowling more fiercely than usual.
Andrea's gaze flew to his face and she met his cruel eyes. He was pissed. She
noted that he looked particularly dangerous. 'I don't think he brushed it off,' Andrea
thought sadly. Ron's eyes shot to where she was staring then back to the
expression on her face and it clicked. "Malfoy," he growled, "Did he do something to you, that prat? He'll pay." Andrea met all three of their gazes and she decided, after a heated debate with
her more logical self, to confide in them what happened in the dungeons. "I ran into Malfoy, again, in the dungeons this morning and..." she was
interrupted. "Why were you in the dungeons?" Hermione asked worriedly. Some bad things have
happened in the dungeons." "Oh, I was just wandering the school and figuring my way around it. I love
exploring new places. Anyway, I ran into him and he blamed me for not paying
attention and I blamed him right back and then he, well he pushed me against
the wall and held me there with his whole body. He shoved me hard and it hurt.
So I pulled one of my moves on him and next thing I know, he is lying on the
floor in a crumpled ball clutching his, ahem, you know what." Harry winced at
that and Ron smiled, Hermione just giggled. "But what happened next is what
scares me," she paused, and the three just leaned in closer, waiting for her to
continue. "I threatened him, I threatened him." The three looked doubtful but Andrea continued, "Not just any stupid threat though. I
warned him that if he ever did something like that again I would use a unforgivable curse on him." Now Harry, Ron and Hermione were somewhat surprised. Though they had seen a tough side of her, they didn't expect she could be that vicious. They all stared at her incredulously.
After some time Harry asked, "Do you know any of those curses Andie?" Andrea looked to the floor. Suddenly her stylish yet affordable boots seemed
simply intriguing. 'Should I lie?' She considered her answer for a moment, her eyes traveled up and met Malfoy's
across the tables. 'Yes, lie. They can only be hurt if they know the truth.' "No....not exactly. I just threatened it. I don't actually know them..." Andrea
was treading lightly, choosing her words precisely. They all sighed in relief. Ron asked, "Then why was it so frightening a thought?" "Well, Malfoy might not know that. He probably took me seriously. And I don't want
rumors going around that I know an unforgivable curse." Andrea covered. Andrea hated rumors. She recalled many rumors that went around her school after
her mother died. They either claimed Andrea killed her own mother, or she
allowed her crazy boyfriend to kill her. That very same crazy boyfriend
disappeared. Andrea thought back with regret, fear and disgust on the person,
monster is more accurate, that was the reason for her transfer. She had trusted
him, he was just so gentle. Wouldn't hurt a human, only fed on animals. Andrea
opened herself up to him. She gave into the emotions that she felt for him,
that drew her into him. 'That's where she I went wrong. I was misled by his
gentle words and pretty face. I just gave into my emotions. Never again. Wait,
didn't I give into my emotions by merely making friends? No, I needed that. I
think.....' She hadn't suspected he would do anything cruel. She let her guard
down and her mother was dead because of it. How could she live with herself
knowing that her carelessness killed her very own mother? Or that is at least
how Andrea saw the situation. They must have noticed her grim expression because Harry tentatively said, "I
really wouldn't worry too much about Malfoy. Anyone worth anything wouldn't
listen to him anyway. Also, I think he would be too embarrassed about being
beaten up by a girl to mention it to anyone." Andrea managed a weak smile, trying to keep them from worrying. She looked up
towards the Slytherin table. She was met with a cold stare from Malfoy. Andrea
held his gaze momentarily, sporting a blank expression. Then she decided she
needed some music. After excusing herself from the table she briskly walked
down the corridors to the place she remembered as the library. Curling into a
ball in one of the big squishy chairs in the back of the library, Andrea took
her CD player and book The Perks of Being a Wallflower, out of her bag. She
sighed and relaxed drowning in the loud music of New Found Glory. Opening her
favorite book she turned to the first page and began again the book she had
already read about six times before. 'This is right,' was the last thought she
had before being consumed by the words of Steven Chbosky.
AN: I hope you all liked it! If so, review more! I am very happy with the SIX I do have and am now getting greedy for more! I love you all.
Author's Note: Oh my GOD!!!! People like it! They actually like my story!!!! I got SIX, count em SIX reviews!!!!! I am sooooo happy. THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU!!!!! I love you all! It was such a mood lifter to click the "stats" button, not expecting a single review, and finding the little number 6 next to my story. I even answered the intrusive phone when it rang I was so happy. In answer to "g" --- I do live in Washington DC, I love it here! And most of the bands I mentioned are excellent, but it depends on what type of music you like. John Mayer if like folk music but his songs are a little pop-y. And New Found Glory is like rocker punk. Dashboard Confessional (did I mention them in the story?) are fake emo. Sleater Kinney is a girl punk band and my sister likes them more than me. The Clash and REM are classics, amazing. And Simon and Garfunkel are older. They were best friends but broke up for stupid reasons in my opinion and did individual stuff. It was better when they worked together. Sigh. Manic Street Preachers are good. The Strokes and White Stripes, well you must've heard of them. If not, get to downloading, you have a lot to catch up on. Jeff Buckley was this beautiful guy with a lovely voice but he died in a tragic water incident a while back. His album Grace was on the Rolling Stone magazine's Top 100 albums. It is really good. In fact, I am going to listen to it right now. Cheerio.
Rating: I guess I have to give this a rating sooooo.PG-13. I have some scary themes like death, sexual harassment (not really though), cutting (my friends' wrongful accusations inspired that part) and more. Just another fun filled story. No seriously, its good. I don't like to brag at all, but this story is not completely terrible, or else I wouldn't have even posted it. I had two other people read it who thought it was good as well so I am finally ready, after about four revisions to the entire thing, to post the first few chapters, see how people like them, and continue posting regardless of what the hell people like. Enjoy.
Chapter Five
The next morning Andrea woke up early and headed to the bathroom. Once she
changed into a similar outfit as the day before. She slipped on her robes and
headed out of the common room, grabbing her shoulder bag on the way, to go
explore the school a little before breakfast began. She wasn't exactly looking
forward to the meal anyway. Andrea was wandering random halls and exploring
rooms of different sorts. She went down a staircase and happened upon, what she
supposed was the dungeons. Suddenly a door opened and a tall man with long
black hair and a sneer on his face stepped out a slammed the door. He noticed
Andrea and snapped at her, "What're you doing down here so early? Shouldn't you
be heading towards breakfast about now?" Andrea sighed and explained coolly that she just wanted to check out the school
before she had breakfast. She could tell already that this Professor was an
asshole. Probably like the kind that follow my *father*. The teacher glared at
her and mumbled something while he stalked away. She continued her exploration
of the dungeons and decided after a while to head to breakfast. As she turned a
corner she ran into a hard obstacle and fell back. Andrea cursed and stood
straightening her skirt. She looked at what had caused the collision and
groaned realizing the obstacle was Malfoy. "Still not paying attention to where you are going, I see." Malfoy sneered.
"I was paying just as much attention as you were Dragon Boy, so don't even try
to pin this on me." Andrea retorted. It was simply not her fault alone. Suddenly Mafloy slammed her against the wall and pressed his body against hers.
"That's not the only thing I'm going to pin on you," he said seductively and
smiled. Andrea, who had the breath knocked out of her only managed a groan
before Malfoy squeezed her even harder into the wall. She gasped as the rough
stones of the wall pierced her back. Malfoy smiled sadistically. He enjoyed her
reaction, and the fact that he could overpower her so easily. He was wrong
however, Andrea would not give in that easily. With one swift motion she
maneuvered a skill she had learned in her self defense class. She stomped on his
foot really hard with her heeled boot and when he retreated a few feet in pain,
she kneed him roughly in the groin. He doubled over and cried out in pain. "Don't ever pull another stunt like that again Malfoy, or I will be forced to
do something seriously damaging. That was just muggle defense. When it comes to
magic, I wont exactly be using defense spells on you, you pathetic git. Some of those unforgivable curses work really well in eliminating enemies. There
are some perks to having your father be the...." Andrea caught herself before
she revealed too much. She gasped when she realized what she had just said and
fled the scene. Running through the complicated halls toward where she thought
the Great Hall was, she thought over what she had said. 'I threatened him.' she
thought disgusted with herself, 'What's worse, I threatened him with one of the
unforgivable curses. I am turning into my father.' Andrea was horrified with the thought. 'Maybe he didn't take me seriously. He might just forget about it and move on..fat chance.' She stumbled into the Great
Hall and hastily walked over to sit with Harry, Ron and Hermione. "Good morning
Andie," Harry greeted. Andrea smiled weakly and forced a cheery greeting. Ron
noticed something wasn't right and asked, "Andie, are you alright? You seem a
bit shaken up." Just then Malfoy walked into the Great Hall scowling more fiercely than usual.
Andrea's gaze flew to his face and she met his cruel eyes. He was pissed. She
noted that he looked particularly dangerous. 'I don't think he brushed it off,' Andrea
thought sadly. Ron's eyes shot to where she was staring then back to the
expression on her face and it clicked. "Malfoy," he growled, "Did he do something to you, that prat? He'll pay." Andrea met all three of their gazes and she decided, after a heated debate with
her more logical self, to confide in them what happened in the dungeons. "I ran into Malfoy, again, in the dungeons this morning and..." she was
interrupted. "Why were you in the dungeons?" Hermione asked worriedly. Some bad things have
happened in the dungeons." "Oh, I was just wandering the school and figuring my way around it. I love
exploring new places. Anyway, I ran into him and he blamed me for not paying
attention and I blamed him right back and then he, well he pushed me against
the wall and held me there with his whole body. He shoved me hard and it hurt.
So I pulled one of my moves on him and next thing I know, he is lying on the
floor in a crumpled ball clutching his, ahem, you know what." Harry winced at
that and Ron smiled, Hermione just giggled. "But what happened next is what
scares me," she paused, and the three just leaned in closer, waiting for her to
continue. "I threatened him, I threatened him." The three looked doubtful but Andrea continued, "Not just any stupid threat though. I
warned him that if he ever did something like that again I would use a unforgivable curse on him." Now Harry, Ron and Hermione were somewhat surprised. Though they had seen a tough side of her, they didn't expect she could be that vicious. They all stared at her incredulously.
After some time Harry asked, "Do you know any of those curses Andie?" Andrea looked to the floor. Suddenly her stylish yet affordable boots seemed
simply intriguing. 'Should I lie?' She considered her answer for a moment, her eyes traveled up and met Malfoy's
across the tables. 'Yes, lie. They can only be hurt if they know the truth.' "No....not exactly. I just threatened it. I don't actually know them..." Andrea
was treading lightly, choosing her words precisely. They all sighed in relief. Ron asked, "Then why was it so frightening a thought?" "Well, Malfoy might not know that. He probably took me seriously. And I don't want
rumors going around that I know an unforgivable curse." Andrea covered. Andrea hated rumors. She recalled many rumors that went around her school after
her mother died. They either claimed Andrea killed her own mother, or she
allowed her crazy boyfriend to kill her. That very same crazy boyfriend
disappeared. Andrea thought back with regret, fear and disgust on the person,
monster is more accurate, that was the reason for her transfer. She had trusted
him, he was just so gentle. Wouldn't hurt a human, only fed on animals. Andrea
opened herself up to him. She gave into the emotions that she felt for him,
that drew her into him. 'That's where she I went wrong. I was misled by his
gentle words and pretty face. I just gave into my emotions. Never again. Wait,
didn't I give into my emotions by merely making friends? No, I needed that. I
think.....' She hadn't suspected he would do anything cruel. She let her guard
down and her mother was dead because of it. How could she live with herself
knowing that her carelessness killed her very own mother? Or that is at least
how Andrea saw the situation. They must have noticed her grim expression because Harry tentatively said, "I
really wouldn't worry too much about Malfoy. Anyone worth anything wouldn't
listen to him anyway. Also, I think he would be too embarrassed about being
beaten up by a girl to mention it to anyone." Andrea managed a weak smile, trying to keep them from worrying. She looked up
towards the Slytherin table. She was met with a cold stare from Malfoy. Andrea
held his gaze momentarily, sporting a blank expression. Then she decided she
needed some music. After excusing herself from the table she briskly walked
down the corridors to the place she remembered as the library. Curling into a
ball in one of the big squishy chairs in the back of the library, Andrea took
her CD player and book The Perks of Being a Wallflower, out of her bag. She
sighed and relaxed drowning in the loud music of New Found Glory. Opening her
favorite book she turned to the first page and began again the book she had
already read about six times before. 'This is right,' was the last thought she
had before being consumed by the words of Steven Chbosky.
AN: I hope you all liked it! If so, review more! I am very happy with the SIX I do have and am now getting greedy for more! I love you all.