Chapter Two
Note: Please Read and Review! I know Draco's rather out of character, but I prefer him this way. =] Have fun and enjoy!
Ginny didn't understand what in the world Draco had scribbled on his latest letter to her. Frowning at the near illegible chicken scratch on the parchment, all she could make out was, 'Syl,' 'Hogwarts,' and a 'miss you.' If it hadn't for the last phrase she would have torn the parchment apart and thrown it into the fire. What she didn't understand was that for the whole year they were a couple, he had never once written a letter she couldn't read. He had a beautiful elegant script usually, what this was, she didn't know, but it had to be from Draco since it was his eagle-owl that had delivered it. She decided that perhaps the never failing bookworm named Hermione Granger could help out.
Descending the stairs and into mayhem, otherwise known as the living room of the Burrow, Ginny dodged her eldest brothers (who were visiting for the summer) playing exploding snap, and chuckled as she passed the twins tormenting Percy for lecturing them about Ministry business, and finally found the ever famous trio outside playing quidditch. To be more specific, it was Harry and Ron who were merely tossing a quaffle up in the air, and Hermione sitting off to the side reading a book. Ginny made her way over the one on the ground. Hermione lifted her eyes to see who was approaching and smiled at the youngest Weasely. She closed her book and put it aside as she made room for Ginny to sit, "Hey Gin, got bored in the house?"
Snorting Ginny grinned at her best girl friend and plopped on the ground waving the parchment in frustration, "This thing has kept me busy deciphering it." The older girl smiled, "Draco forgot how to write a simple letter?" Her eyes lit up with laughter as she handed the paper to Hermione, "I think he lost use of his hand, look at this and tell me if you can get anything out of it." Settling her glasses on her nose, Hermione's brow furrowed as she concentrated hard on the ink marks which constituted as letters. After a few minutes, she looked up from the parchment and at Ginny thoughtfully, "It seems that Draco's bringing his best friend Sylph to Hogwarts this year. He wants you to be prepared to meet her because she can be quite a handful and that he sends his love as well as misses you. Oh and P.S. his handwriting is horrible because his best friend also wanted to surprise you so she was fighting with him to stop writing, thus the illegibility.
Ginny stared at Hermione open mouthed and murmured, "You scare me sometimes." The bushy haired girl burst out laughing and when her fit subsided she explained that no matter how horrible Draco's writing could be, it couldn't compare to Ron's. Ginny agreed wholeheartedly and both girls were laughing till tears slipped from the corners of their eyes.
Harry and Ron stared at the two now hysterical girls and raised their eyebrows. Each boy nudged the closest girl to them, with their dirt stained sneakers, leaving marks on the pristine clothes of said girls. Only the obvious came of it.a wild chase filled with mutterings of scary girls and the general cursing of boys.
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September 1st had finally rolled around, Ron, Harry, Hermione and Ginny made their way to Kings Cross in a Ministry Car since Arthur Weasley had already been Minister of Magic for the past two years. Once at the station, the usual proceedings of going through the barrier and greeting familiar faces, loading their things on the train, they then boarded. After searching, the group got into the last compartment of the train and settled in.
There was a knock on the compartment door, and then it opened. Harry gawked, while Ron's eyes widened a bit. There was gorgeous Asian girl dressed in muggle clothes, a I ? NY form fitting T-shirt and tight worn blue jeans, with a pair of Nike uptowns, her black hair falling down her back. She frowned slightly and murmured, "There's people here Hunter." There was a muffled answer from behind her, and then a hand shot out from behind the girl and nudged her aside so the person could see. Draco's head appeared and his eyes fell on Ginny's, a huge grin appeared on his face as he nearly bulldozed his dear little friend. Good thing she was smart enough to move. As Ginny and Draco embraced with a quick snogging session, the girl walked over and rolled her eyes, grumbling about hormone crazed guys. After her rant she turned her eyes to the gawking trio and smiled slightly, "Well if my dear hunter is snogging that girl, I assume she must be Ginny. So, you three must be the trio Drac was telling me about."
Harry heard the American accent and after realizing no one had answered yet, he squeaked out a "Yes." The girl laughed lightly at that and grinned, "Well introductions are in order I suppose, British etiquette always was more formal in my eyes." Offering a hand she smilingly said, "My name is Sylph Chen. As you can tell by my accent, I'm from the United States, specifically New York if you can't tell by my T-shirt." Ron and Hermione couldn't help the smiles tugging on their faces, the girl had charm.
Ron held out his hand to shake hers introducing them, "My name is Ron Weasley, she," he motioned to Hermione, "is Hermione Granger, and this," he shook Harry a little to get him out of his stupor, "is Harry Potter." Each of them expected a squeal and a barrage of questions as they were the infamous Dream Team, but to their surprise she just nodded and said, "I'm pleased to meet all of you."
Ron and Hermione shared raised eyebrows, it seemed that the new girl hadn't heard of them. Usually not one to point out his childhood claim to fame, Harry rather unexpectedly wanted this girl to know who he was. Later on, he would grimace at his stupidity and groan about Sylph being a vela in disguise.
Shocked at her lack of surprise and recognition, Harry slowly asked, "You've never heard of me?" Slyph cocked an eyebrow and then chuckled at his confusion, "Yes, I've heard of you Harry but usually what happens here doesn't really mean so much to me unless it directly affects me, my family and/or friends. I'm sorry if I burst your bubble or something." Noticing the three gawking at her, she decided to add a helpful hint, "You'll have to excuse my lack of emotion, I've been raised not to show much of it."
She sighed as they showed no signs of changing facial expressions, which ended with a rather irritated Slyph. Not caring that Draco was making out with his girlfriend, she stomped over and smacked him in the back of the head and glared at him. Rubbing his head the blonde growled, "Must you always resort to physical violence?" Sylph smiled an eerily sweet sort of way, "Of course and I know you wouldn't have it any other way."
About to challenge that, he caught the glimpse of awkward frustration in her eyes, so he let it drop and turned to Ginny. He kissed his girlfriend lightly on the forehead and introduced two of the most special people in his life to each other. Ginny smiled warmly, remembering all those bleak years under Lucius's care her boyfriend had endured and Draco often telling her that if he hadn't been grounded by Sylph and with her dragging him off to New York with her every chance she got, he probably would have become a Deatheater.
Sylph felt a smile tug on her lips, she had come unsure whether or not she would approve of the girl, this redhead that had cost Draco much during the war. Her best friend had almost sacrificed his life for this girl's safety, which made her feel less inclined to like her. Yet, as she looked at her in Draco's arms, she knew that no matter what, he would not leave her side, even if his best friend didn't approve. Slyph then decided to see how things worked out and support him rather than bug him senseless.
She offered her hand and fixed Ginny with a serious look, "The name's Sylph Chen and as you know, I'm Draco's best friend. We knew each other since we were six, didn't like each other much for a full year, so we weren't best friends till we were seven. I want you to know that our friendship has held fast for ten years. He's more like family to me than anything else, so I will give you a friendly warning. Hurt him and I won't forgive you. My wrath is far worse than any being imaginable.remember that. Otherwise, I wish you both a long and happy relationship."
Surprised Ginny took Sylph's hand hesitantly and shook it. Not exactly knowing what to makeof that little speech, she thought a little joke would lighten the mood.
The redhead smiled at the New Yorker, "You certainly are a mystery Sylph and I'm glad that between you and I, we can keep Draco under our heels." Pretending to think, Sylph placed a finger on her chin and loudly emphasized some of her favorite tactics such as throwing objects at him and then hitting him on the head. Catching each other's eye, Ginny and Sylph cracked up while the Slytherin pouted sulkily.
Harry, Ron and Hermione had finally gotten over the introduction to the enigma which was Sylph and they all began to chat. It seemed that she was also an avid quidditch fan, though only focused on the teams in the U.S. While they all argued with each other, the cart had come by with food, and Sylph bought a cauldron cake and a box of Bertie Bott's Jelly Beans. When everyone was finished with their lunch, Sylph opened the bag of jelly beans and poured them on the table. Then she held out her hand and murmured something. A quarter of the jelly beans shot up and hovered in the air, and Sylph caught them in her other hand and put them back in the bag. After safely tucking it away, she proceeded to munch the jelly beans without even looking at them.
Frowning Hermione asked, "What exactly did you do?" Smirking slightly Sylph popped another bean in her mouth, "I made a spell that picks out the nasty ones. I'm kind of surprised no one has thought of it already. I mean really now, boogers and vomit in jelly beans?" Shaking her head again at the thought, she popped a strawberry jam flavored one in her mouth.
There was a sudden knock on the door and Neville poked his head in, "We're almost there, you better get changed," and he disappeared.
Everyone got up and went to change into their school robes, but before Sylph could leave Draco whispered to her, "Welcome to Hogworts Syl. Enjoy it."
Note: Please Read and Review! I know Draco's rather out of character, but I prefer him this way. =] Have fun and enjoy!
Ginny didn't understand what in the world Draco had scribbled on his latest letter to her. Frowning at the near illegible chicken scratch on the parchment, all she could make out was, 'Syl,' 'Hogwarts,' and a 'miss you.' If it hadn't for the last phrase she would have torn the parchment apart and thrown it into the fire. What she didn't understand was that for the whole year they were a couple, he had never once written a letter she couldn't read. He had a beautiful elegant script usually, what this was, she didn't know, but it had to be from Draco since it was his eagle-owl that had delivered it. She decided that perhaps the never failing bookworm named Hermione Granger could help out.
Descending the stairs and into mayhem, otherwise known as the living room of the Burrow, Ginny dodged her eldest brothers (who were visiting for the summer) playing exploding snap, and chuckled as she passed the twins tormenting Percy for lecturing them about Ministry business, and finally found the ever famous trio outside playing quidditch. To be more specific, it was Harry and Ron who were merely tossing a quaffle up in the air, and Hermione sitting off to the side reading a book. Ginny made her way over the one on the ground. Hermione lifted her eyes to see who was approaching and smiled at the youngest Weasely. She closed her book and put it aside as she made room for Ginny to sit, "Hey Gin, got bored in the house?"
Snorting Ginny grinned at her best girl friend and plopped on the ground waving the parchment in frustration, "This thing has kept me busy deciphering it." The older girl smiled, "Draco forgot how to write a simple letter?" Her eyes lit up with laughter as she handed the paper to Hermione, "I think he lost use of his hand, look at this and tell me if you can get anything out of it." Settling her glasses on her nose, Hermione's brow furrowed as she concentrated hard on the ink marks which constituted as letters. After a few minutes, she looked up from the parchment and at Ginny thoughtfully, "It seems that Draco's bringing his best friend Sylph to Hogwarts this year. He wants you to be prepared to meet her because she can be quite a handful and that he sends his love as well as misses you. Oh and P.S. his handwriting is horrible because his best friend also wanted to surprise you so she was fighting with him to stop writing, thus the illegibility.
Ginny stared at Hermione open mouthed and murmured, "You scare me sometimes." The bushy haired girl burst out laughing and when her fit subsided she explained that no matter how horrible Draco's writing could be, it couldn't compare to Ron's. Ginny agreed wholeheartedly and both girls were laughing till tears slipped from the corners of their eyes.
Harry and Ron stared at the two now hysterical girls and raised their eyebrows. Each boy nudged the closest girl to them, with their dirt stained sneakers, leaving marks on the pristine clothes of said girls. Only the obvious came of it.a wild chase filled with mutterings of scary girls and the general cursing of boys.
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September 1st had finally rolled around, Ron, Harry, Hermione and Ginny made their way to Kings Cross in a Ministry Car since Arthur Weasley had already been Minister of Magic for the past two years. Once at the station, the usual proceedings of going through the barrier and greeting familiar faces, loading their things on the train, they then boarded. After searching, the group got into the last compartment of the train and settled in.
There was a knock on the compartment door, and then it opened. Harry gawked, while Ron's eyes widened a bit. There was gorgeous Asian girl dressed in muggle clothes, a I ? NY form fitting T-shirt and tight worn blue jeans, with a pair of Nike uptowns, her black hair falling down her back. She frowned slightly and murmured, "There's people here Hunter." There was a muffled answer from behind her, and then a hand shot out from behind the girl and nudged her aside so the person could see. Draco's head appeared and his eyes fell on Ginny's, a huge grin appeared on his face as he nearly bulldozed his dear little friend. Good thing she was smart enough to move. As Ginny and Draco embraced with a quick snogging session, the girl walked over and rolled her eyes, grumbling about hormone crazed guys. After her rant she turned her eyes to the gawking trio and smiled slightly, "Well if my dear hunter is snogging that girl, I assume she must be Ginny. So, you three must be the trio Drac was telling me about."
Harry heard the American accent and after realizing no one had answered yet, he squeaked out a "Yes." The girl laughed lightly at that and grinned, "Well introductions are in order I suppose, British etiquette always was more formal in my eyes." Offering a hand she smilingly said, "My name is Sylph Chen. As you can tell by my accent, I'm from the United States, specifically New York if you can't tell by my T-shirt." Ron and Hermione couldn't help the smiles tugging on their faces, the girl had charm.
Ron held out his hand to shake hers introducing them, "My name is Ron Weasley, she," he motioned to Hermione, "is Hermione Granger, and this," he shook Harry a little to get him out of his stupor, "is Harry Potter." Each of them expected a squeal and a barrage of questions as they were the infamous Dream Team, but to their surprise she just nodded and said, "I'm pleased to meet all of you."
Ron and Hermione shared raised eyebrows, it seemed that the new girl hadn't heard of them. Usually not one to point out his childhood claim to fame, Harry rather unexpectedly wanted this girl to know who he was. Later on, he would grimace at his stupidity and groan about Sylph being a vela in disguise.
Shocked at her lack of surprise and recognition, Harry slowly asked, "You've never heard of me?" Slyph cocked an eyebrow and then chuckled at his confusion, "Yes, I've heard of you Harry but usually what happens here doesn't really mean so much to me unless it directly affects me, my family and/or friends. I'm sorry if I burst your bubble or something." Noticing the three gawking at her, she decided to add a helpful hint, "You'll have to excuse my lack of emotion, I've been raised not to show much of it."
She sighed as they showed no signs of changing facial expressions, which ended with a rather irritated Slyph. Not caring that Draco was making out with his girlfriend, she stomped over and smacked him in the back of the head and glared at him. Rubbing his head the blonde growled, "Must you always resort to physical violence?" Sylph smiled an eerily sweet sort of way, "Of course and I know you wouldn't have it any other way."
About to challenge that, he caught the glimpse of awkward frustration in her eyes, so he let it drop and turned to Ginny. He kissed his girlfriend lightly on the forehead and introduced two of the most special people in his life to each other. Ginny smiled warmly, remembering all those bleak years under Lucius's care her boyfriend had endured and Draco often telling her that if he hadn't been grounded by Sylph and with her dragging him off to New York with her every chance she got, he probably would have become a Deatheater.
Sylph felt a smile tug on her lips, she had come unsure whether or not she would approve of the girl, this redhead that had cost Draco much during the war. Her best friend had almost sacrificed his life for this girl's safety, which made her feel less inclined to like her. Yet, as she looked at her in Draco's arms, she knew that no matter what, he would not leave her side, even if his best friend didn't approve. Slyph then decided to see how things worked out and support him rather than bug him senseless.
She offered her hand and fixed Ginny with a serious look, "The name's Sylph Chen and as you know, I'm Draco's best friend. We knew each other since we were six, didn't like each other much for a full year, so we weren't best friends till we were seven. I want you to know that our friendship has held fast for ten years. He's more like family to me than anything else, so I will give you a friendly warning. Hurt him and I won't forgive you. My wrath is far worse than any being imaginable.remember that. Otherwise, I wish you both a long and happy relationship."
Surprised Ginny took Sylph's hand hesitantly and shook it. Not exactly knowing what to makeof that little speech, she thought a little joke would lighten the mood.
The redhead smiled at the New Yorker, "You certainly are a mystery Sylph and I'm glad that between you and I, we can keep Draco under our heels." Pretending to think, Sylph placed a finger on her chin and loudly emphasized some of her favorite tactics such as throwing objects at him and then hitting him on the head. Catching each other's eye, Ginny and Sylph cracked up while the Slytherin pouted sulkily.
Harry, Ron and Hermione had finally gotten over the introduction to the enigma which was Sylph and they all began to chat. It seemed that she was also an avid quidditch fan, though only focused on the teams in the U.S. While they all argued with each other, the cart had come by with food, and Sylph bought a cauldron cake and a box of Bertie Bott's Jelly Beans. When everyone was finished with their lunch, Sylph opened the bag of jelly beans and poured them on the table. Then she held out her hand and murmured something. A quarter of the jelly beans shot up and hovered in the air, and Sylph caught them in her other hand and put them back in the bag. After safely tucking it away, she proceeded to munch the jelly beans without even looking at them.
Frowning Hermione asked, "What exactly did you do?" Smirking slightly Sylph popped another bean in her mouth, "I made a spell that picks out the nasty ones. I'm kind of surprised no one has thought of it already. I mean really now, boogers and vomit in jelly beans?" Shaking her head again at the thought, she popped a strawberry jam flavored one in her mouth.
There was a sudden knock on the door and Neville poked his head in, "We're almost there, you better get changed," and he disappeared.
Everyone got up and went to change into their school robes, but before Sylph could leave Draco whispered to her, "Welcome to Hogworts Syl. Enjoy it."