- Chapter Ten: A New Adventure at Hogwarts
A/N: Ooh, evil cliffies! I just left you hanging there, didn't I? Sorry! Anyway, thanks a BUNCH for all of your reviews. I appreciate each and every one of them . . . except perhaps for the flames. I laugh at those ones. Anyway, on with the show! Er, I mean story.
This chapter won't be so much of a Draco/Saffron thing. It'll have more insight on Harry and the more unknown character, Lillie. You'll learn more about her. Also, a new, very important, character will be introduced so watch out for that!
Almost 100 . . . c'mon!!
By the way, I should've said this on the first chapter, but this story contains Goblet of Fire spoilers. So, if you've never read GoF, you better do so before continuing on!
Yes, I got Firestone from the tire brand. But I mostly got it from Andrew Firestone (if you've ever watched The Bachelor, you would know what I meant).
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter. I do own the plot though. Yay!
Oh, oh! I also wrote the Sorting Hat song by myself! HAHA! Erm, yeah.
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Immediately, before Dumbledore could finish, the Great Hall burst out in conversation over what had happened.
"...I heard that someone was..."
"…Yes! Murdered!…"
Dumbledore raised his hand to silence everyone. The Great Hall fell silent again as Dumbledore cleared his throat.
"These security precautions are necessary for disclosed reasons," Dumbledore continued. "These reasons will be revealed in time." Dumbledore's face was still grave; there was no twinkle in his eye. He sat down as Professor McGonagall came in with the 1st years. They all looked extremely nervous and anxious.
Professor McGonagall led the first years to the high table, where the three-legged stool and Sorting Hat stood. The Great Hall was silent until the Sorting Hat opened its mouth and started to sing:
A thousand years ago or more,
Hogwarts School was found,
Four wizards were filled with bore,
I, the Sorting Hat, made sound,
And so, the four wizards found a school,
Where students could come and learn,
They had only one rule,
All students would have a turn,
Today I will decide your fate,
You will be Sorted into your house,
Where I will decide how you rate,
Bold Gryffindor, where you might belong,
They're always adventurous and brave,
Gryffindors usually may do wrong,
But they are never grave,
You might belong in wise Ravenclaw,
Where intelligence is key,
They always follow order and law,
This is where you might be,
You might belong in Hufflepuff,
Where they're sweet and kind,
They're usually never rough,
And have a serene state of mind,
Or perhaps you might belong in Slytherin,
Where they're never short of power,
They're swift, evil, and cunning,
And some might go sour,
So, go head!
Don't be afraid,
I don't feel like lead,
So, go on, go where you sat,
For I am the Hogwarts Sorting Hat!
As soon as the Sorting Hat finished its song, the whole Great Hall burst out in a great applause. A few people started shouting from each table.
"GO, GO GRYFFINDOR!"
"HUFFLE, HUFFLE, HUFFLEPUFF!"
"RAVENCLAW ROCKS!"
". . ."
The Slytherins were looking at the other houses, their eyebrows raised. The other houses paid no attention though. Professor McGonagall gave out a piercing glare, as to say 'Shut up, already!'
"When I call your name, you will put on the Sorting Hat and sit on the stool to be Sorted," Professor McGonagall said loudly and clearly. "Abaron, Devon!"
A girl with long, flowing silver-blond hair, looking much older than 11, looked around and went up to the stool. There were catcalls coming from some of the students. Devon grinned slightly, her cheeks turning red. The Sorting Hat took a moment before saying –
"SLYTHERIN!" The Slytherin table erupted in cheers and applause. Devon, looking extremely happy, walked over to the Slytherin table, a smug look on her beautiful face.
Harry smiled at Devon, causing her to blush wildly. The other boys looked at her with great interest too…
"She's a veela!" Harry hissed into Draco's ear.
"What?" Draco said, confused. He looked over at Devon, his head tilting. "I think she is..."
"How old are you, Devon?" Harry whispered to the girl, who was sitting across from him.
"I'm fifteen," Devon whispered back. She had a sexy sort of voice, an extremely sweet smile on her gorgeous face.
"And you're in first year?"
"No, of course not." Harry looked at her with a sort of puzzled look. "I transferred from Salem Witches' Institute in America." Harry nodded, acknowledging what she had just said. He gave her a sexy smile before turning back to the Sorting. After a few people, McGonagall called out:
"Firestone, Tristan!" Tristan got up from the Slytherin table, having forgotten to stand with the first years and other exchange students. He quickly walked up and sat down on the stool. He put the Sorting Hat on, anxiously waiting for its results. After a few moments, the Sorting Hat exclaimed:
"SLYTHERIN!" With a sigh of relief, Tristan took of the hat and walked to the Slytherin table, taking his seat next to Saffron.
The Sorting went by like a blur. Pretty soon, it was already on –
"Mendel, Thomas!" Mendel, Thomas was Sorted into Hufflepuff. And soon after, Pandra Riley was Sorted into Ravenclaw. After Venolda, Ryan was Sorted into Gryffindor, Dumbledore stood up again.
"Tuck in!" Dumbledore exclaimed, looking much happier than he had before.
"Hear, hear!" could be heard from Ron Weasley at the Gryffindor table.
"Dracie!" exclaimed a loud, high-pitched voice. Draco's eyes widened slowly as he turned to see who it was. And most unfortunately for him, it was the exact person he thought it would be.
Pansy Parkinson. God, she was such a bitch.
"What do you want then, Pansy?" Draco drawled, his voice dripping with boredom and dislike.
"I've missed you so much! Did you miss me?" Pansy said, grinning like a complete idiot.
Draco didn't respond to this. He merely started eating his suckling pork. Lillie, Saffron, and Harry shook their heads, letting out silent laughs. Pansy looked at all of them oddly. Tristan and Devon both looked rather confused. Draco was now glaring daggers at Tristan while he wasn't looking.
Meanwhile, Ron was sitting at the Gryffindor table, stuffing his face with a variety of foods including roast duck, steamed vegetables, suckling pork, kidney pudding, and meat pie. Hermione watched in disgust as he continued to stuff himself with food.
"Oy, did you catch that football match on Saturday?" Dean asked Seamus.
"Yeah, I can't believe Brazil won again!" Seamus replied, in shock and frustration. Hermione took a few bites of her fried chicken before turning back to Ron.
"I just can't wait until classes start again," Hermione said in utter delight. Ron looked at Hermione like she was crazy.
"Why would I want to go to classes?" Ron asked, though it was more of a rhetorical question. Hermione shook her head slightly, mumbling something that Ron couldn't understand. Ron looked up from the Gryffindor table. His eyes immediately went to the Slytherin table where he could see the usual people...Potter, Malfoy, Pansy, Devon or whatever, Lillie...and Saffron. He smiled dreamily, staring at her. She was deep in conversation…with a guy. He had just been Sorted into Slytherin during the Sorting.
Hermione must've noticed this because the next thing she said was, "Ron! Who are you staring at?" Hermione looked over to where he was looking. Ron immediately looked back to the away, taking his head out of the clouds.
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"So, Tristan, how was Durmstang?" Saffron asked, smiling. She took a bite of her beef, never looking away from Tristan.
"To tell you the truth, I wasn't too fond of it," Tristan said. "It was better when Karkaroff was headmaster but of course, that was last year."
Harry recalled all too well about Karkaroff and all he had done. Then, the memories of his fourth year came to mind. Everything from his encounter with Lord Voldemort to seeing his mum and dad again.
Harry snapped out of his thoughts and turned to Devon. His signature smile appeared on his face as he looked at her straight in the eye. She must've been a veela…or at least part veela like that Fleur Delacour.
"Devon, I've been wondering . . ." Harry said hesitantly.
"Yes, Harry?" Devon said, a cheery smile on her beautiful face.
"Are you a veela?" Harry said bluntly, awaiting a response. Devon's smile didn't falter as she slowly nodded her head.
"Yes, actually. I am," Devon said, her cheeks turning pink. Meanwhile, Saffron and Tristan were still speaking to each other.
"So, you knew Viktor Krum, right?"
"Knew him? Of course I did! We were practically brothers," Tristan replied enthusiastically.
"Wow, that's totally wicked!" Saffron exclaimed. She was one of the biggest female Quidditch fans in the whole school. "Did you ever get to play Quidditch with him?"
"Yeah, quite a few times, actually," Tristan replied, smugly. Saffron looked absolutely dazed.
"So, do you know how to speak Spanish?" Lillie asked Draco, who was still glaring evilly at Tristan. Her question was completely random but she asked it anyway.
"No," Draco replied simply, now looking to Lillie, although hesitantly. Lillie rolled her eyes.
"Sexi bestia..." Lillie said, pausing. "I once heard someone say that.
"Sexy beast," Draco said, now looking at Saffron, who was paying no attention to him.
"What the hell did you just call me?" Lillie said, outraged. Apprehensively, Draco looked back at Lillie.
"Sexy beast! It means SEXY BEAST!" Draco yelled, frustrated. Almost everyone in the Great Hall looked at him. A few of the teachers were looking quite frightened.
All of the girls at the Slytherin girls were trying hard not to giggle but stifled laughs. Even some of the guys were laughing at Draco. Draco looked around, sending out a piercing glare.
That shut them up.
"You know what? I think I'll just go now..." Draco mumbled, which was very unlike him. He figured he could just get some food from the kitchens later. He felt like going to the Slytherin common room or something. It was probably completely empty.
And so, Draco left the Slytherin table, gave a glare to Weasel and the other Gryffindors, and left the Great Hall. Saffron looked up just in time to see his blond head leaving. She frowned slightly as she realized that she had been talking to Tristan this whole time, completely ignoring Draco. But she shook it off, though there was still a bad feeling in her.
"So, you're really Harry Potter?" Devon said to Harry, smiling. Harry nodded. Devon looked positively thrilled. Harry was used to this sort of reaction from people.
"Yes, I am Harry Potter," Harry drawled, an amused grin on his gorgeous face.
"It's so nice to meet you, your Excellency," Devon said sarcastically, fluttering her eyelashes jokingly. Harry and Devon both let out a small laugh, smiling at each other. Harry's electric green eyes looked deep into Devon's crystal blue ones. Harry could feel the heat rising up in his cheeks.
Harry took a bite of his meat pie, still looking at Devon. She looked back at him. He watched as she gulped some of her pumpkin juice. Harry imitated what she did.
Meanwhile, Lillie was sitting alone, talking to no one. She looked over at the Gryffindor table just to see Phoenix sitting with his friends, laughing and talking, perfectly content. She sighed unhappily and ate some of her Yorkshire pudding.
To tell you the truth, Lillie had actually started going out with Phoenix at the end of the previous year. They had met out in the courtyard when Lillie was going through a rather emotional time. She had just been dumped by her boyfriend of six months and her grades were shooting down.
But everything changed when she met Phoenix...wonderful, beautiful, intelligent Phoenix. He had changed her life dramatically. Every time she was with him, she couldn't help but smile. He always made her laugh and they always had longest, meaningful conversations.
Lillie wished that she had never introduced Phoenix to Harry. If she hadn't, everything would be perfectly fine. Sure, she would be keeping a secret from the rest of the Slytherins but at least Harry wouldn't be so angry.
Ever since first year, Harry and Draco had been her bodyguards. They had protected her from all dangers possible, but along the way had shunned her from meeting any boys. She sighed, drinking some of her pumpkin juice. No wonder why she was so unhappy.
"Hey? Lillie?"
Lillie looked up to see who had spoken. She let out a small groan. It was Megan Mayer, a girl she wasn't very close to. In fact, they weren't even friends. They had never spoken to each other much. Megan had short blond hair, pale skin, and watery blue eyes. She was quite short as well.
"Hi," Lillie said simply, taking a bite of her chicken.
"What's up, then? You don't look too happy," Megan said, a note of concern in her high-pitched voice.
"Well, I don't know if I should tell you or not," Lillie said, still not looking at Megan.
"You can tell me. I'll keep whatever it is a secret if you want," Megan said.
"Er, well," Lillie said, pausing. "Promise you'll keep it a secret?" Megan nodded her head.
"Well, I'm dating a Gryffindor."
"What!?"
"Yeah, I know...stupid, right?" Lillie said, regretting ever telling Megan anything.
"No, no, that's not it...it's just that, well, I'm dating a Gryffindor too," Megan said, her voice in a whisper.
"Really!?" Lillie said, very surprised. Actually, it wasn't too surprising to her. Megan always was particularly nice to the Gryffindorks.
"Who, then?"
"C-Colin...Colin Creevy," Megan said, her cheeks turning bright red.
"What! That short, mousy boy?" Lillie asked, stifling a laugh. Megan nodded, obviously very embarrassed. "Oy, sorry, I didn't mean it that way, Meg."
"It's all right. Who are you dating then?"
"Phoenix Tyler," Lillie said, with no trace of embarrassment. Phoenix was a very, very attractive guy.
"Him? God, he's hot!" Megan said, letting out a laugh. Lillie nodded in agreement.
At that time, Lillie made herself a new friend.
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Draco walked out of the Great Hall, and started heading for the dungeons. As expected, the halls and corridors were empty. All of the teachers and students were still feasting in the Great Hall. He had asked a Slytherin Prefect about the password earlier before leaving the Great Hall.
After a few moments, Draco finally reached the Slytherin common room.
"Basilisk fang," Draco said. And so, the passage to the Slytherin common room opened. Draco walked inside. The common room was completely empty. A crackling fire lit up the usually dark room. Draco thought for a moment before walked toward the fire. He sat down on a couch beside the fire. The great embers of the blaze were shining brightly. Draco's silver eyes were captivated by it.
He was so captivated that he didn't even hear footsteps nearing. Draco watched the fire...it seemed to be speaking to him.
"Hello."
Draco looked away from the fire and saw the figure of a female in front of him. She had wavy raven hair cascading down to her chest. She had deep sapphire eyes that glimmered. Her skin was light and pale. She looked positively mysterious...and that was what he found so alluring. Draco was absolutely speechless. So, this nymph continued to speak.
"My name is Adriana...Adriana Kendra," Adriana said in her sexy, mysterious voice. "You must be Draco Malfoy. I've heard so much about you."
"Really? That's odd because I've never heard of you," Draco replied, a bemused look on his face. "Are you new here or are you just sneaky?"
"I guess you could say I'm sneaky," Adriana said, pausing for a moment. "But yes, I'm new at Hogwarts. I've transferred from a magic school in Asia." Adriana also had a very exotic look to her. She didn't look fully Asian, though she must've been at least half. The other half seemed to be European. From her accent, he could tell she was at least part British.
"Why have you come here?" Draco asked, curiously.
"My, my, aren't you the curious one, Draco?" Adriana said, her voice filled with relish. She had a sort of half-grin on her beautiful face. Adriana walked a little closer to him.
"Remember, curiosity killed the cat. I think you will find out in time. You will learn more about me. And, hopefully, I'll learn more about you."
Adriana said all of this slowly, very mysteriously. It made Draco want to get to know her better.
"What year are you in?" Draco said, a mesmerized look on his face.
"I'm currently in fifth year," Adriana replied simply, a smile on her face.
"So am I," Draco replied, his head tilting. Adriana sat down next to Draco, smiling slightly. She started to inch closer and closer until she was a mere two inches away from Draco's face.
"I feel like I've known you all of my life, Adriana."
"I guess I can have that certain effect on people, Draco," Adriana said. Draco loved how she said his name. It seemed so much better coming out from her full, crimson lips.
Adriana tilted her head slightly. Draco knew, the next thing that would happen would be a kiss. They slow inched closer and closer...
"Hey Draco! What are you doing then!"
Draco groaned as he saw who it was. Harry had just ruined the perfect moment that was about to occur. Adriana stood up, an amused look on her face. She nodded toward Harry, acknowledging him. She then turned back to Draco.
"Until we meet again, Draco," Adriana said, "until we meet again." And then, she walked away, heading for the girls' dormitory.
"Who was that?" Harry asked, walking closer to Draco. Draco's mind said 'my dream girl' but if he actually voiced his thoughts, he would've sounded stupid.
"Adriana Kendra."
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