Fatal Attraction
Disclaimer: I tried to withdraw one million dollars from my bank account yesterday. The ATM said there were insufficient funds. So I guess that means J.K Rowling hasn't decided to give me the Harry Potter copyright and everything in Potter-verse (Except my OC's. I love my OC's!! ~Hugs them~) belongs to her. HER. Not ME.
Summary: (A/U) a pox on short summary space. This story takes place in Harry & Co.'s 5th year. Alyssa Reyner transfers from Rivendell Academy of Magic and learns that appearances can be deceiving. I'm terrible at summaries. DM/AR (OC)
A/N: I just got my Harry Potter 5th book two days ago and finished reading it on the same day. I spent the whole of yesterday thinking about my fanfic. After reading the book, I'm feeling kinda mixed up. Then I realized that this is fanFICTION. So I get to play story god!!! Which means that I don't have to follow the book. Which also means that I can just make characters drop dead or pop out of the story for no apparent reason because I have the Power. Yes, Power with a capital P. Bwahahahahaha!!! Has anybody realized yet that I haven't had my morning cup of tea? ((I don't drink coffee)) Anyway, on with the new and (hopefully) improved Chapter 1!! An will anybody who knows how to do italics pleasepleaseplease tell me??
Chapter 1: Back to Hogwarts
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~*~ "I expect great things from you, my boy. Do not disappoint me."
"I understand, Master. I will not let you down."
"Good. There is something I need you to do for me this year in your school. We shall meet again during the first weekend. You may go now-Draco." ~*~
"Excuse me, is this seat taken?"
Draco Malfoy started and pulled down the sleeve of his black school robes hurriedly, hiding the Dark Mark on his arm. A tall and slender girl with straight black hair falling to her shoulder blades and deep blue eyes stood at the compartment of his carriage. He was alone, but for once he was glad of it. A supposedly coy smile and "sexy" pose from Millicent Bulstrode and her equally ugly friend was all it took for Crabbe and Goyle to follow them to the next compartment like lost puppies.
"No."
He had never seen the girl before, and she looked much too old to be a first year. She sat down, and he cleared his throat.
"You're new, aren't you?"
"Yes. I just transferred from Rivendell Academy of Magical Arts."
His eyebrows rose. Rivendell Academy of Magical Arts was a small but exclusive school, only accepting students with exceptionally high levels of magical power. Their students usually had special abilities like being able to move things with their mind (telekinesis) or igniting flames with a touch of their fingers. (I don't know what that's called)
"Hi, I'm Draco Malfoy."
Now it was her turn to arch an eyebrow. Not that he was surprised. Everybody knew his father, Lucius Malfoy, was the right-hand man of the Dark Lord Voldemort.
"Alyssa Reyner."
Reyner. He had heard that name before. Of course. Other than in terms of money, the Reyners were the direct opposites of the Malfoys. Lucius Malfoy was a Death Eater (and so, as of recently, was he) and Stephen Reyner was an auror and a high-ranking official in the Ministry of Magic.
Casually, Draco pushed a book off the seat beside him. Almost immediately, the book stopped its descent and hovered in mid-air for a brief moment before resuming its original position.
"Oh, no." Alyssa stole a quick glance at Draco. He was studying her keenly with cool gray eyes through a curtain of ash-blond bangs. He had stopped slicking his hair back and the years of Quidditch training had paid off, giving him a lean, toned body. She blushed as she realized she had been checking him out. "I don't think I was supposed to do that."
He leaned back and laughed. "Do what? Check me out or use your telekinetic abilities?"
She blushed even more. "Both, I think."
He laughed harder. "No problem. I get it all the time. I've checked you out too." His gray eyes twinkled. "-You just didn't notice. You were too busy saving my Rune Dictionary from falling."
"Professor Dumbledore said in the letter that he would bind my ability when I get to Hogwarts. I suppose it's for the best. Old habits die hard."
"Why are you transferring to Hogwarts anyway? Rivendell Academy is in every way just as good a school."
"My father and brother have some-business-to do in this area."
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Harry Potter sat down at the Gryffindor table with his best friends, Ron Weasley and Hermione Granger. The sorting ceremony was just about to begin.
"In times of old when I was new And Hogwarts barely started The founders of our noble school Thought never to be parted: United by a common goal, They had the selfsame yearning To make the world's best magic school And pass along their learning. 'Together we will build and teach!' The four good friends decided And never did they dream that they Might some day be divided For were there such friends anywhere As Slytherin and Gryffindor? Unless it was the second pair Of Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw? So how could it all have gone so wrong? How could such friendships fail? Why, I was there and so can tell The whole sad, sorry tale. Said Slytherin, 'we'll teach those Whose ancestry is purest.' Said Ravenclaw, 'we'll teach those whose Intelligence is surest.' Said Gryffindor, 'we'll teach those With brave deeds to their name,' Said Hufflepuff, 'I'll teach the lot, And treat them just the same.' These differences caused a strife When first they came to light, For each of the four founders had A house in which they might Take only those they wanted, so, For instance, Slytherin Took only pure-blood wizards Of great cunning, just like him, And only those of sharpest mind Were taught by ravenclaw While the brave and boldest Went to daring Gryffindor. Good Hufflepuff, she took the rest, And taught them all she knew, Thus the houses and their founders Retained friendships firm and true. So Hogwarts worked in harmony For several happy years, But then discord crept among us Feeding on our faults and fears. The houses that, like pillars four, Had once held up our school, Now turned on each other and, Divided, sought to rule. And for a while it seemed the school Must meet an early end What with dueling and with fighting And the clash of friend on friend And at last there came a morning When old Slytherin departed And though the fighting then died out He left us quite downhearted And never since the founders four Were whittled down to three Have the houses been united As they once were meant to be. And now the Sorting Hat is here And you all know the score: I sort you into houses Because that is what I'm for But this year I'll go further, Listen closely to my song: Though condemned to split you Still I worry that it's wrong, Though I must fulfill my duty And quarter every year Still I wonder whether Sorting May not bring the end I fear. Oh, know the perils, read the signs, The warning history shows, For our Hogwarts is in danger From external, deadly foes And we must unite inside her Or we'll crumble from within I have told you, I have warned you . Let the Sorting now begin."
The Great hall rang with applause as the Sorting Hat finished.
Alyssa had hardly enough time to dwell on the ominous warning when her name was called. She walked up to the Hat and put it on.
"Ah, yes .Interesting, very interesting .There's a good mind for you .Plenty of wisdom and knowledge, oh yes .And a fair bit of courage too .Let me see, yes, I think you should be in Rave-Wait, what's that? Oh, yes .I see .Well, in these circumstances, better be .GRYFFINDOR!"
She walked towards the Gryffindor table and sat down opposite Harry and her friends, briefly locking eyes with a certain handsome (A/N: Whoo-yeah, you betcha!) blond Slytherin who was being pawed possessively by a girl who resembled a pug.
Professor Dumbledore stood up and shot a purple firecracker into the air, requesting for silence. When he got it, he began to speak.
"Now that you are all fed and watered, I have a few usual start-of-term notices. First years-and all new students" His eyes lingered on Alyssa "- ought to know that the Forest in the grounds are out-of-bounds to students. We have a two new changes in staffing this year. We are very pleased to welcome back Professor Grubbly-Plank, who will be taking Care Of Magical Creatures lessons; we are also delighted to introduce Professor Umbridge, our new Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher." There was scattered clapping.
"Lastly, I would like to introduce our new Prefects. From Gryffindor, Hermione Granger and Ronald Weasley" There was jeering from the Slytherin table, and Alyssa distinctly heard the word 'mudblood'. Hermione must have heard it too; she flushed slightly, her face set. "-From Ravenclaw, Padma Patil and Anthony Goldstein. From Hufflepuff, Ernie Macmillan and Hannah Abbott. And last but not least, from Slytherin, Draco Malfoy and Pansy Parkinson."
"You may now return to your common rooms-Prefects, lead the way-Will Draco Malfoy, Padma Patil, Hermione Granger and Alyssa Reyner please meet me in the back room for a little while regarding your living arrangements?"
Living arrangements? Wondered Alyssa as she pushed her way through the crowds of students, following Hermione, Draco and the dark-haired Ravenclaw prefect through a door behind the Staff Table. Professor Dumbledore was waiting for them there.
"The four of you are the only students in your year taking all the Advanced Classes for your OWLs. As three of you are Prefects and will be expected to do patrol, as well as other duties, and Alyssa is new, the staff has decided to give you a quiet place to live in and study. The entrance is behind the statue of the Sphinx and the password is 'Orpheus'. Your belongings have already been moved there. Oh, and Alyssa ." He pointed his wand at her. A stream of sparkles shot from the end and swirled around her neck, solidifying into a silver chain with a clear jewel hanging from it. As she and the others looked on, the clear jewel changed color and became blue. "It shows the color of your aura. I think it'll do to keep your power in check. Good night."
Alyssa followed the other three students to their new living quarters, chatting with Hermione and Padma. Draco, to her surprise, seemed intent on distancing himself.
"Do you think we'll get to return to our own House common rooms?" Asked Hermione anxiously.
"What's the matter, Mudblood?" Draco drawled. "You miss your dear little friends, Potty and the Weasel?" Alyssa was shocked. Draco had acted so differently on the train. She studied him intently. He caught her eye and looked away.
"Nobody was talking to you, Ferret." Retorted Hermione coolly.
"Manners, Granger." Draco smirked, fingering his wand.
Hermione was also holding her wand, looking as though she wanted nothing more than to hex Draco all the way to China.
"We're here," broke in Padma hastily. "Orpheus."
The sphinx stretched and moved aside, revealing a rectangular hole in the ground with a spiraling staircase leading down. They walked down the staircase and heard the statue slide back into place.
The common room was of a reasonable size. At one end of the room, a fire burnt in a fireplace decorated with carvings of dragons, which shifted positions and snorted smoke. There were two doors on each side of the fireplace, leading to their bedrooms. Four elaborately carved and cushioned chairs surrounded and equally beautiful table. A tall bookshelf covered one wall of the room. The last wall was shimmered curiously.
"Wow." Said Padma finally.
Hermione walked to the shimmering wall. "It's enchanted! I read all about it ."
"Nobody's interested in what you read, Mudblood. I'm going to bed." Draco walked to the room directly on the left of the fireplace and went it, slamming the door behind him.
"It's rather late." Said Alyssa, breaking the awkward silence as Hermione continued to glare at the closed door. "We'd better go to bed, too." She walked to the door beside the one Draco had disappeared into. The words 'Alyssa Reyner' were written in gold. She went in. There was a sky blue canopy bed with darker blue sheets and pillows. Exhausted, she dropped onto the bed and fell asleep.
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A/N: Well? What do you think? Please Review! I'll love you forever! I'll play for you at night before going to sleep!! Please! Please? *Widens eyes, tries, and fails, to look like a lost, sad puppy* Oh and to all the people who are wondering why my OC has special powers, I have always been fascinated by telekinesis. Ok, that's not the point. The point is, as I said, Rivendell academy (yes, YES, I know rivendell is from LOTR. However, my imagination is so abysmal I have to resort to stealing names.) only accepts students with high levels of magical power. The standard of their work at that level does not require all of that magical energy, so the excess magical energy is channeled somewhere else and gives them special abilities. GET IT?!
Disclaimer: I tried to withdraw one million dollars from my bank account yesterday. The ATM said there were insufficient funds. So I guess that means J.K Rowling hasn't decided to give me the Harry Potter copyright and everything in Potter-verse (Except my OC's. I love my OC's!! ~Hugs them~) belongs to her. HER. Not ME.
Summary: (A/U) a pox on short summary space. This story takes place in Harry & Co.'s 5th year. Alyssa Reyner transfers from Rivendell Academy of Magic and learns that appearances can be deceiving. I'm terrible at summaries. DM/AR (OC)
A/N: I just got my Harry Potter 5th book two days ago and finished reading it on the same day. I spent the whole of yesterday thinking about my fanfic. After reading the book, I'm feeling kinda mixed up. Then I realized that this is fanFICTION. So I get to play story god!!! Which means that I don't have to follow the book. Which also means that I can just make characters drop dead or pop out of the story for no apparent reason because I have the Power. Yes, Power with a capital P. Bwahahahahaha!!! Has anybody realized yet that I haven't had my morning cup of tea? ((I don't drink coffee)) Anyway, on with the new and (hopefully) improved Chapter 1!! An will anybody who knows how to do italics pleasepleaseplease tell me??
Chapter 1: Back to Hogwarts
*+*+*+*
~*~ "I expect great things from you, my boy. Do not disappoint me."
"I understand, Master. I will not let you down."
"Good. There is something I need you to do for me this year in your school. We shall meet again during the first weekend. You may go now-Draco." ~*~
"Excuse me, is this seat taken?"
Draco Malfoy started and pulled down the sleeve of his black school robes hurriedly, hiding the Dark Mark on his arm. A tall and slender girl with straight black hair falling to her shoulder blades and deep blue eyes stood at the compartment of his carriage. He was alone, but for once he was glad of it. A supposedly coy smile and "sexy" pose from Millicent Bulstrode and her equally ugly friend was all it took for Crabbe and Goyle to follow them to the next compartment like lost puppies.
"No."
He had never seen the girl before, and she looked much too old to be a first year. She sat down, and he cleared his throat.
"You're new, aren't you?"
"Yes. I just transferred from Rivendell Academy of Magical Arts."
His eyebrows rose. Rivendell Academy of Magical Arts was a small but exclusive school, only accepting students with exceptionally high levels of magical power. Their students usually had special abilities like being able to move things with their mind (telekinesis) or igniting flames with a touch of their fingers. (I don't know what that's called)
"Hi, I'm Draco Malfoy."
Now it was her turn to arch an eyebrow. Not that he was surprised. Everybody knew his father, Lucius Malfoy, was the right-hand man of the Dark Lord Voldemort.
"Alyssa Reyner."
Reyner. He had heard that name before. Of course. Other than in terms of money, the Reyners were the direct opposites of the Malfoys. Lucius Malfoy was a Death Eater (and so, as of recently, was he) and Stephen Reyner was an auror and a high-ranking official in the Ministry of Magic.
Casually, Draco pushed a book off the seat beside him. Almost immediately, the book stopped its descent and hovered in mid-air for a brief moment before resuming its original position.
"Oh, no." Alyssa stole a quick glance at Draco. He was studying her keenly with cool gray eyes through a curtain of ash-blond bangs. He had stopped slicking his hair back and the years of Quidditch training had paid off, giving him a lean, toned body. She blushed as she realized she had been checking him out. "I don't think I was supposed to do that."
He leaned back and laughed. "Do what? Check me out or use your telekinetic abilities?"
She blushed even more. "Both, I think."
He laughed harder. "No problem. I get it all the time. I've checked you out too." His gray eyes twinkled. "-You just didn't notice. You were too busy saving my Rune Dictionary from falling."
"Professor Dumbledore said in the letter that he would bind my ability when I get to Hogwarts. I suppose it's for the best. Old habits die hard."
"Why are you transferring to Hogwarts anyway? Rivendell Academy is in every way just as good a school."
"My father and brother have some-business-to do in this area."
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Harry Potter sat down at the Gryffindor table with his best friends, Ron Weasley and Hermione Granger. The sorting ceremony was just about to begin.
"In times of old when I was new And Hogwarts barely started The founders of our noble school Thought never to be parted: United by a common goal, They had the selfsame yearning To make the world's best magic school And pass along their learning. 'Together we will build and teach!' The four good friends decided And never did they dream that they Might some day be divided For were there such friends anywhere As Slytherin and Gryffindor? Unless it was the second pair Of Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw? So how could it all have gone so wrong? How could such friendships fail? Why, I was there and so can tell The whole sad, sorry tale. Said Slytherin, 'we'll teach those Whose ancestry is purest.' Said Ravenclaw, 'we'll teach those whose Intelligence is surest.' Said Gryffindor, 'we'll teach those With brave deeds to their name,' Said Hufflepuff, 'I'll teach the lot, And treat them just the same.' These differences caused a strife When first they came to light, For each of the four founders had A house in which they might Take only those they wanted, so, For instance, Slytherin Took only pure-blood wizards Of great cunning, just like him, And only those of sharpest mind Were taught by ravenclaw While the brave and boldest Went to daring Gryffindor. Good Hufflepuff, she took the rest, And taught them all she knew, Thus the houses and their founders Retained friendships firm and true. So Hogwarts worked in harmony For several happy years, But then discord crept among us Feeding on our faults and fears. The houses that, like pillars four, Had once held up our school, Now turned on each other and, Divided, sought to rule. And for a while it seemed the school Must meet an early end What with dueling and with fighting And the clash of friend on friend And at last there came a morning When old Slytherin departed And though the fighting then died out He left us quite downhearted And never since the founders four Were whittled down to three Have the houses been united As they once were meant to be. And now the Sorting Hat is here And you all know the score: I sort you into houses Because that is what I'm for But this year I'll go further, Listen closely to my song: Though condemned to split you Still I worry that it's wrong, Though I must fulfill my duty And quarter every year Still I wonder whether Sorting May not bring the end I fear. Oh, know the perils, read the signs, The warning history shows, For our Hogwarts is in danger From external, deadly foes And we must unite inside her Or we'll crumble from within I have told you, I have warned you . Let the Sorting now begin."
The Great hall rang with applause as the Sorting Hat finished.
Alyssa had hardly enough time to dwell on the ominous warning when her name was called. She walked up to the Hat and put it on.
"Ah, yes .Interesting, very interesting .There's a good mind for you .Plenty of wisdom and knowledge, oh yes .And a fair bit of courage too .Let me see, yes, I think you should be in Rave-Wait, what's that? Oh, yes .I see .Well, in these circumstances, better be .GRYFFINDOR!"
She walked towards the Gryffindor table and sat down opposite Harry and her friends, briefly locking eyes with a certain handsome (A/N: Whoo-yeah, you betcha!) blond Slytherin who was being pawed possessively by a girl who resembled a pug.
Professor Dumbledore stood up and shot a purple firecracker into the air, requesting for silence. When he got it, he began to speak.
"Now that you are all fed and watered, I have a few usual start-of-term notices. First years-and all new students" His eyes lingered on Alyssa "- ought to know that the Forest in the grounds are out-of-bounds to students. We have a two new changes in staffing this year. We are very pleased to welcome back Professor Grubbly-Plank, who will be taking Care Of Magical Creatures lessons; we are also delighted to introduce Professor Umbridge, our new Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher." There was scattered clapping.
"Lastly, I would like to introduce our new Prefects. From Gryffindor, Hermione Granger and Ronald Weasley" There was jeering from the Slytherin table, and Alyssa distinctly heard the word 'mudblood'. Hermione must have heard it too; she flushed slightly, her face set. "-From Ravenclaw, Padma Patil and Anthony Goldstein. From Hufflepuff, Ernie Macmillan and Hannah Abbott. And last but not least, from Slytherin, Draco Malfoy and Pansy Parkinson."
"You may now return to your common rooms-Prefects, lead the way-Will Draco Malfoy, Padma Patil, Hermione Granger and Alyssa Reyner please meet me in the back room for a little while regarding your living arrangements?"
Living arrangements? Wondered Alyssa as she pushed her way through the crowds of students, following Hermione, Draco and the dark-haired Ravenclaw prefect through a door behind the Staff Table. Professor Dumbledore was waiting for them there.
"The four of you are the only students in your year taking all the Advanced Classes for your OWLs. As three of you are Prefects and will be expected to do patrol, as well as other duties, and Alyssa is new, the staff has decided to give you a quiet place to live in and study. The entrance is behind the statue of the Sphinx and the password is 'Orpheus'. Your belongings have already been moved there. Oh, and Alyssa ." He pointed his wand at her. A stream of sparkles shot from the end and swirled around her neck, solidifying into a silver chain with a clear jewel hanging from it. As she and the others looked on, the clear jewel changed color and became blue. "It shows the color of your aura. I think it'll do to keep your power in check. Good night."
Alyssa followed the other three students to their new living quarters, chatting with Hermione and Padma. Draco, to her surprise, seemed intent on distancing himself.
"Do you think we'll get to return to our own House common rooms?" Asked Hermione anxiously.
"What's the matter, Mudblood?" Draco drawled. "You miss your dear little friends, Potty and the Weasel?" Alyssa was shocked. Draco had acted so differently on the train. She studied him intently. He caught her eye and looked away.
"Nobody was talking to you, Ferret." Retorted Hermione coolly.
"Manners, Granger." Draco smirked, fingering his wand.
Hermione was also holding her wand, looking as though she wanted nothing more than to hex Draco all the way to China.
"We're here," broke in Padma hastily. "Orpheus."
The sphinx stretched and moved aside, revealing a rectangular hole in the ground with a spiraling staircase leading down. They walked down the staircase and heard the statue slide back into place.
The common room was of a reasonable size. At one end of the room, a fire burnt in a fireplace decorated with carvings of dragons, which shifted positions and snorted smoke. There were two doors on each side of the fireplace, leading to their bedrooms. Four elaborately carved and cushioned chairs surrounded and equally beautiful table. A tall bookshelf covered one wall of the room. The last wall was shimmered curiously.
"Wow." Said Padma finally.
Hermione walked to the shimmering wall. "It's enchanted! I read all about it ."
"Nobody's interested in what you read, Mudblood. I'm going to bed." Draco walked to the room directly on the left of the fireplace and went it, slamming the door behind him.
"It's rather late." Said Alyssa, breaking the awkward silence as Hermione continued to glare at the closed door. "We'd better go to bed, too." She walked to the door beside the one Draco had disappeared into. The words 'Alyssa Reyner' were written in gold. She went in. There was a sky blue canopy bed with darker blue sheets and pillows. Exhausted, she dropped onto the bed and fell asleep.
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A/N: Well? What do you think? Please Review! I'll love you forever! I'll play for you at night before going to sleep!! Please! Please? *Widens eyes, tries, and fails, to look like a lost, sad puppy* Oh and to all the people who are wondering why my OC has special powers, I have always been fascinated by telekinesis. Ok, that's not the point. The point is, as I said, Rivendell academy (yes, YES, I know rivendell is from LOTR. However, my imagination is so abysmal I have to resort to stealing names.) only accepts students with high levels of magical power. The standard of their work at that level does not require all of that magical energy, so the excess magical energy is channeled somewhere else and gives them special abilities. GET IT?!