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*** Author's Note ***

Sorry everyone! My computer died, and I had to wait to buy another one. Finally, I have a NEW computer. I know the first chapter was short, I'm going to try to make this chapter longer.

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Chapter Two

Professor Selene

" Erm… I think I've had feelings for her since we first saw her, Harry. I dunno, there's something about her that … well … I dunno … it's hard to explain … " Ron drifted off, gazing into Hermione's picture. Harry looked up at Ron. His best friend was in love with his other best friend. He held back a chuckle.

" Hermione, huh ? I remember when you couldn't stand her! " Harry laughed.

Ron's ears turned red. " Well … she's changed, and of course, I've changed. Erm … do you reckon she has feelings for me back? "

" Er … I dunno Ron. Why don't you go ask her. " Harry replied, pushing Ron towards the door.

" All abroad! " an elderly man shouted, as the Hogwarts Express slowly chugged its way out of the station. Ron and Hermione were giggling to themselves, holding each other's hand, while Harry glazed out of the window. Ginny, hidden behind the red curtain of her hair, stole a peek at Harry, now and then. She bit her lip. Ginny felt comfortable around Harry now, she even moved onto other guys, but still, deep within her heart, she knew she would always love Harry. Harry was busy thinking of Cho. He closed his eyes, how could he been such an idiot? Last school year was probably one of the worst. He lost his godfather. He lost his chance with Cho.

" My father escaped the questions of the Ministry of Magic, of course, being so well known and respected. Fudge brushed off the idea of him working for the Dark Lord, " a voice drawled outside their compartment. All four turned away from dreamland, and frowned at the door. It slid open, and Draco Malfoy and his two followers stepped in. Draco smirked. " Hey Potty, how was your summer? Weasel, since when have you been wearing lip gloss? And Granger, your hair is everywhere. " Harry and Ron jumped from their seats, Crabbe and Goyle cracked their knuckles warningly.

" Harry, Ron, NO! " shouted Hermione and Ginny, jumping up.

" Is there a problem here? " a quiet voice said. Everyone jumped and turned around. A girl, about their age, with pale tan skin was looking at them. She was dressed in Muggle clothes, low riser jeans with a ruffled edged white and baby blue t-shirt with butterflies and roses. On her neck was a silver necklace with a crescent moon, along with hearts and stars bracelet on each arm. She raised a long slender arm, and pointed at Draco. " You, sir, should go back to your compartment, rather then cause trouble. I expect more of you, being a Prefect." Draco stood there, mouth hanging open, staring at her. Goyle gave him a nudge, and Draco shut his mouth, and regained his attitude. " Who are you, trying to order me around? " The girl glared at Draco. " That isn't your business, go back to your compartment. "

Draco glared back, but waved his hand to Goyle and Crabbe, and they walked out.

" Um… thanks, Miss… ? " Hermione started, but the girl walked out and disappeared into the aisle.

" Who do you reckon was that ? " Ron whispered, afraid to speak too loudly, or the girl would return.

Harry shrugged. " Could she be a new student ? "

Everyone turned and looked at Hermione, who shrugged back. Outside, the sky was growing dark, the mountains were looming closer, and the tip of Hogwarts' highest tower could be seen.

Draco sat in the compartment, Crabbe and Goyle were comparing Chocolate Frog cards.

Who is she? Brave enough to actually stand up to me? Could she be a new student ? First year? No way… she looked around my age. But wearing Muggle clothes ? Draco sighed, running his hand through his hair, causing his hair to fall out of place.

" Welcome First Years! " Dumbledore's voice boomed out into the Great Hall. But only the First Years were actually listening. Everyone else but the teachers were staring at the hooded figure sitting next to Dumbledore. Their eyes were on the tablecloth, hands folded into their lap. Draco was busy looking for the dark haired girl from the train. He scanned the crowd over ten times, but still didn't see a sign of her. He sighed and gave up, but he wasn't the only one trying to find her. Harry's eyes were scanning each House table.

" And now, I am happy to present to you, the new Defense Against Dark Arts teacher, Professor Selene. " Dumbledore announced, capturing the attention of each student in the Great Hall. The hooded figure stood up, and lifted off their hood. Shoulder length silky black hair swept out of the hood, and swung from side to side gently as the person shook their head lightly. Draco and Harry gasped, as everyone started to clap warmly to welcome the person.

" It's her!" Harry whispered to Ron excitedly. Ron, still clapping, nudged Harry with his elbows, and rolled his eyes.

" Now, all is said, enjoy! " Dumbledore sat down, and started a conversation with Professor Selene.

Hermione frowned. " She looks a bit too young to teach, doesn't she? "

" Pass the potatoes, baby. And, she does huh? " Ron said, as Hermione spooned mashed potatoes into Ron's plate.

Nearly Headless Nick shook his head, as it dangerously wobbled, he cleared his throat. The Gryffindors turned their attention towards him. " Of course, if she was British, and still in school, she would be a Sixth Year. "

" So why isn't she, Nick? " Harry asked, dropping his fork.

" She is a good friend of Dumbledore, a very talented young lady, I might add. Dumbledore wrote to her late this summer to ask her to fill in the position of Defense Against Dark Arts. "

" But she's our age, how could she be able to know more than she is supposed to ? " piped in Seamus.

Nick adjusted the collar to hold up his head, " That is the business of Dumbledore and Professor Selene to know, and your job to find out." Nick explained, as he floated away.

Seamus banged his fists on the table, causing the Pumpkin Juice glasses jump. " How are we supposed to find out, if Nick isn't willing to tell us everything, like he always does? "

Everyone continued eating, but Harry was barely noticing what he was eating. He was busy staring at Professor Selene, who had put her hood back on. Sliding his eyes back onto his own plate, he saw Snape glaring at Selene, his eyes in a slit, mouth in a frown.

What can he hate her for ? Harry wondered, as he remembered when Lupin came to teach.

As Draco walked out of the Great Hall, a shrill voice shrieked from behind him. " eekkkkkk… Draco baby!!! " He was suddenly in an embrace with Pansy. He pushed her away.

" What the fuck, Pansy? Can't you see I'm depressed and want to be alone? "

Pansy pouted. " But baby, I waited all summer long to see you again, since you wouldn't let me meet your parents! "

Draco stormed off to his dorm before she could muster in another word about their ' relationship '.

Selene gazed out her window. The moonlight shining into her face. She breathed in deeply, feeling calm and serene. She turned away from the window, and walked to the bathroom. Washing her face, she rubbed water out of her eyes, and winced as she saw the slowly fading scars on her face. Grumbling, she patted her face dry. The scars Malfoy gave her was still visible. She had created a simple powder to cover her scars. She thought of Malfoy's son, Draco. Seeing him today stirred some hate and remembrance. The hate for his father, and remembrance of her childhood.

*** Memory ***

" Now Malfoy, your son, and my lovely Selene. They're perfect for each other. "

" Of course, my Lord. The very thought of you wanting my son to marry your lovely daughter is enough honor for me. "

" The marriage will take place when they're eighteen. Ah… their child would be the most powerful child in the world. "

" My lord, you are a genius! "

" Of course Malfoy, now, let's go into the study and talk the matters over. Selene, go play with Draco in the living room. "

*** Memory close ***

Selene shivered. She would not marry someone she didn't love. Selene crawled onto her bed, and wrapped the covers around her. She couldn't believe her mother fell in love with her father.