Blaise looked at the girl standing before him. He knew that she liked his
looks. She wasn't bad herself. Small and fined boned, she was maybe 5'2"
and 105lbs. her ebony hair was long, glossy, with a slight wave. Her
sparkling blue-green eyes glared at him and her full red lips were in a
scowl. Her pale skin would look washed out on anyone else, but the two
pink spots on her cheeks hinted of a fiery temper.
"You must be Lana Black. Pleased to meet you." Blaise took her hand and brought it to his lips. Lana glared even more.
"And they say the chivalry is dead." She said, grabbing her hand back, away from him.
"Oh, it is my sweet. Dead and gone." Lana shivered at his soft voice. He was big. Two or three inches over 6 feet, he seemed to crowd her, even though the room was huge. He had midnight hair and his skin was remarkably tan for someone who lived in England. Then there were his eyes. They were gold, but green outlined the pupil and the iris. They looked like shooting stars.
Dumbledor watched the exchange and smiled to himself. He knew that Blaise was quite the ladies man. He wasn't stupid and knew that the boy had most likely slept with half of Hogwarts, but Dumbledor also knew that Lana would have him under control in no time.
Sirus watched as his daughter that he had known for under an hour smiled up at the Zabini kid. He also knew of Blaise's reputation. Before, however, he could say anything, Dumbledor cleared his throat.
"Right. Now, since everyone is acquainted, why doesn't Mr. Zabini show Miss. Black to Gryffindor tower."
"But Professor Dumbledor," Blaise said, "I'm in Slytherin. I don't know where their tower is."
Eyes sparkling, Dumbledor chuckled.
"Mr. Zabini. I am fully aware of what happens in this school. Please take her."
Lana glanced up at the person who she would soon have to marry. He didn't look at her, his strides long and brisk. She had to almost run to keep up with him.
"Hey Zabini. Mind waiting for those of us who aren't giants?" Pausing, he looked at Lana and grinned.
"I'd rather not. Why don't you run?"
"Fuck you." She said with no heat in her voice.
"So tell me Lana," said Blaise, "why are you here?" Lana shrugged. "I have no idea. My mum told me last week that because I was no longer welcome at Northwood, I had to go to Hogwarts. She never told me about Voldemort or you, even my father." She paused, then asked, "Did you know about me?"
"Yes. Well, only that we were to be married. Nothing else. Why does Voldemort want you to be his mate. You're a halfbreed. Half witch, half elf."
"I don't know. It's scary to think that he's back again. I wasn't alive last time, but you can see in everyone's eyes the fear that just his name brings on." Turning the corner, they walked into Draco.
"Well well. It seems that Blaise likes the new girl." Draco had dumped Crabbe and Goyle after 5th year. He had since then become friends with Blaise.
"Hello." Said Lana. "Who are you?"
"Why I am Draco Malfoy. To bad your I Gryffindor. I would've liked you." Blaise shifted. Draco knew that he was engaged. It was a standard thing for powerful wizard families to do it, but Draco had no idea who this girl was.
"Draco, this is Lana Black. My fiancé." Shock was written all over Draco's face, then a huge grin spread all over his face. Then he started to laugh.
"What's so funny?" Lana asked.
"So you've finally come to calm him down. Can't picture you married buddy. Will all the meetings with uh "friends" end?" Lana laughed. "Draco, if I have to marry a stranger, then he better make sure I never catch him cheating on me. Don't look at me with that surprised look. I'm very smart, top of my class." She stated proudly. Blaise looked at the girl who could change his life. He wanted her. She was different from all the others that he bedded. He didn't think that she would be a blushing virgin. She had spunk, and Voldemort wanted her.
"You must be Lana Black. Pleased to meet you." Blaise took her hand and brought it to his lips. Lana glared even more.
"And they say the chivalry is dead." She said, grabbing her hand back, away from him.
"Oh, it is my sweet. Dead and gone." Lana shivered at his soft voice. He was big. Two or three inches over 6 feet, he seemed to crowd her, even though the room was huge. He had midnight hair and his skin was remarkably tan for someone who lived in England. Then there were his eyes. They were gold, but green outlined the pupil and the iris. They looked like shooting stars.
Dumbledor watched the exchange and smiled to himself. He knew that Blaise was quite the ladies man. He wasn't stupid and knew that the boy had most likely slept with half of Hogwarts, but Dumbledor also knew that Lana would have him under control in no time.
Sirus watched as his daughter that he had known for under an hour smiled up at the Zabini kid. He also knew of Blaise's reputation. Before, however, he could say anything, Dumbledor cleared his throat.
"Right. Now, since everyone is acquainted, why doesn't Mr. Zabini show Miss. Black to Gryffindor tower."
"But Professor Dumbledor," Blaise said, "I'm in Slytherin. I don't know where their tower is."
Eyes sparkling, Dumbledor chuckled.
"Mr. Zabini. I am fully aware of what happens in this school. Please take her."
Lana glanced up at the person who she would soon have to marry. He didn't look at her, his strides long and brisk. She had to almost run to keep up with him.
"Hey Zabini. Mind waiting for those of us who aren't giants?" Pausing, he looked at Lana and grinned.
"I'd rather not. Why don't you run?"
"Fuck you." She said with no heat in her voice.
"So tell me Lana," said Blaise, "why are you here?" Lana shrugged. "I have no idea. My mum told me last week that because I was no longer welcome at Northwood, I had to go to Hogwarts. She never told me about Voldemort or you, even my father." She paused, then asked, "Did you know about me?"
"Yes. Well, only that we were to be married. Nothing else. Why does Voldemort want you to be his mate. You're a halfbreed. Half witch, half elf."
"I don't know. It's scary to think that he's back again. I wasn't alive last time, but you can see in everyone's eyes the fear that just his name brings on." Turning the corner, they walked into Draco.
"Well well. It seems that Blaise likes the new girl." Draco had dumped Crabbe and Goyle after 5th year. He had since then become friends with Blaise.
"Hello." Said Lana. "Who are you?"
"Why I am Draco Malfoy. To bad your I Gryffindor. I would've liked you." Blaise shifted. Draco knew that he was engaged. It was a standard thing for powerful wizard families to do it, but Draco had no idea who this girl was.
"Draco, this is Lana Black. My fiancé." Shock was written all over Draco's face, then a huge grin spread all over his face. Then he started to laugh.
"What's so funny?" Lana asked.
"So you've finally come to calm him down. Can't picture you married buddy. Will all the meetings with uh "friends" end?" Lana laughed. "Draco, if I have to marry a stranger, then he better make sure I never catch him cheating on me. Don't look at me with that surprised look. I'm very smart, top of my class." She stated proudly. Blaise looked at the girl who could change his life. He wanted her. She was different from all the others that he bedded. He didn't think that she would be a blushing virgin. She had spunk, and Voldemort wanted her.
