Disclaimer: Everything is J.K Rowling's. I own nothing, expect my
plot and Discordia.
This is my first FanFic ever so, bear with me.
- Tu m'aimes?! -
Chapter 3 - Desolée
"Ginny, do tell me what happened. What did Malfoy do to you?" asked Hermione, as they entered the Great Hall.
In the train, Ginny had refused to say a word about what had happened and had gone to change into her robes instead.
"Later, I promise." she replied distractedly as they reached the Gryffindor table.
Ginny wasn't paying much attention to Hermione, Ron and, surprisingly Harry. Malfoy and Discordia were talking to Dumbledore. Hogwarts most famous headmaster nodded and they both sat themselves at the Slytherin table. //I should have known she was a Malfoy. She has the same pointed chin, the same glare, the same smirk.//
"... Gin, Ginny? You haven't been listening to me have you? I was just saying how glad I was that we'd be having a new History of Magic's teacher. I can't believe old Binns finally retired. Maybe we'll be studying something interesting this year. This summer I re-read "Hogwarts, A History" and ..."
Ginny just nodded, not really taking in what Hermione said. Instead she watched the Slytherin table. Malfoy was introducing his cousin to his fellow Slytherins. //I wonder what Malfoy's going to do to me. He'll surely want to kill me now.// Now that she thought about it, he had grown quite a bit during the holidays. He had never been very tall and now he was taller than Harry, though a few inches shorter than Ron, and a head taller than her. His hair had grown a little so that, even when he slicked it back, it almost reached his shoulders. //I wonder how much hair gel he uses// Why was she thinking about that self-centred git ?! She looked away and faced Hermione instead.
"... So, what d'you think, Gin?"
//I really should pay more attention// What could she say?
"Hmm well, it's difficult to say but..."
Just then, the first years arrived and Dumbledore made his yearly speech. Then, before Hermione could say anything, the sorting began.
Ginny listened intently, waiting for Discordia's name. She wondered how her friends would react when they heard. //Ron will be so mad...// "Antonia Garnia ... Hufflepuff ! "
"Eric Sullivan ... Ravenclaw !"
"Thomas Dorinson ... Hufflepuff !"
"Elisabeth Borington ... Slytherin !"
The sorting went on until there were no more first years left. Then, to Ginny's surprise, the Sorting Hat was taken away.
//But, it can't be!//
"What about Discordia..." she murmured.
"What are speaking about, who's Dis..." began Hermione but was soon silenced by Ron.
Dumbledore was about to speak.
" Welcome, Students, to a new year at Hogwarts ! Before we eat, I would like to say a few words. First off all, I would like to introduce you to your new Defense Against the Dark Arts and History of Magic teachers, Mrs Erinyes and Mr Convington."
A plump lady with mousy blond hair and thick glasses and a tall, severe looking wizard stood up and the audience applauded.
"Secondly, Madame Maxime and I have spoken to each other and, seeing that the Triwizard Tournament has clearly established ties young witches and wizards from both countries, we have decided to have and exchange program. This year we will be receiving seven students from each grade from Beauxbatons and next year we will be sending seven of our own. I do hope you will all give them a warm welcome and help them throughout the year. Please come forward, Diane Forestier, Pierre-Alexandre Payen, Bastien Brisset, Discordia Malfoy, Arnaud Chenet, Thérèse Vaillant and Camille Dubois."
The seven students came up to the front, all looking a little apprehensive.
"We will not be sorting our seven guests; instead we will allow them to choose their houses. During a one month trial period, each one of them will stay in one house for a week then switch to another. This way, having lived one week in each house, they will be able to decide. Diane and Pierre-Alexandre, you will spend your first week in Ravenclaw. Bastien and Discordia, please seat yourselves at the Gryffindor table. Arnaud and Thérèse, Hufflepuff will be your home for the next week. Camille, you will stay in Slytherin.
At the same time next week, those in Ravenclaw will go to Gryffindor, those in Gryffindor to Hufflepuff, those in Hufflepuff to Slytherin and those in Slytherin to Ravenclaw. You may eat now"
//Discordia?! In Gryffindor!//
" Did I hear that right? Discordia Malfoy? Another Malfoy?!" said Ron.
" Zhat's right, Weasley, desolée. I'm a Malfoy, pleased to meet you." sneered Discordia as she sat herself next to Ginny.
* Desolée = I'm sorry
This is my first FanFic ever so, bear with me.
- Tu m'aimes?! -
Chapter 3 - Desolée
"Ginny, do tell me what happened. What did Malfoy do to you?" asked Hermione, as they entered the Great Hall.
In the train, Ginny had refused to say a word about what had happened and had gone to change into her robes instead.
"Later, I promise." she replied distractedly as they reached the Gryffindor table.
Ginny wasn't paying much attention to Hermione, Ron and, surprisingly Harry. Malfoy and Discordia were talking to Dumbledore. Hogwarts most famous headmaster nodded and they both sat themselves at the Slytherin table. //I should have known she was a Malfoy. She has the same pointed chin, the same glare, the same smirk.//
"... Gin, Ginny? You haven't been listening to me have you? I was just saying how glad I was that we'd be having a new History of Magic's teacher. I can't believe old Binns finally retired. Maybe we'll be studying something interesting this year. This summer I re-read "Hogwarts, A History" and ..."
Ginny just nodded, not really taking in what Hermione said. Instead she watched the Slytherin table. Malfoy was introducing his cousin to his fellow Slytherins. //I wonder what Malfoy's going to do to me. He'll surely want to kill me now.// Now that she thought about it, he had grown quite a bit during the holidays. He had never been very tall and now he was taller than Harry, though a few inches shorter than Ron, and a head taller than her. His hair had grown a little so that, even when he slicked it back, it almost reached his shoulders. //I wonder how much hair gel he uses// Why was she thinking about that self-centred git ?! She looked away and faced Hermione instead.
"... So, what d'you think, Gin?"
//I really should pay more attention// What could she say?
"Hmm well, it's difficult to say but..."
Just then, the first years arrived and Dumbledore made his yearly speech. Then, before Hermione could say anything, the sorting began.
Ginny listened intently, waiting for Discordia's name. She wondered how her friends would react when they heard. //Ron will be so mad...// "Antonia Garnia ... Hufflepuff ! "
"Eric Sullivan ... Ravenclaw !"
"Thomas Dorinson ... Hufflepuff !"
"Elisabeth Borington ... Slytherin !"
The sorting went on until there were no more first years left. Then, to Ginny's surprise, the Sorting Hat was taken away.
//But, it can't be!//
"What about Discordia..." she murmured.
"What are speaking about, who's Dis..." began Hermione but was soon silenced by Ron.
Dumbledore was about to speak.
" Welcome, Students, to a new year at Hogwarts ! Before we eat, I would like to say a few words. First off all, I would like to introduce you to your new Defense Against the Dark Arts and History of Magic teachers, Mrs Erinyes and Mr Convington."
A plump lady with mousy blond hair and thick glasses and a tall, severe looking wizard stood up and the audience applauded.
"Secondly, Madame Maxime and I have spoken to each other and, seeing that the Triwizard Tournament has clearly established ties young witches and wizards from both countries, we have decided to have and exchange program. This year we will be receiving seven students from each grade from Beauxbatons and next year we will be sending seven of our own. I do hope you will all give them a warm welcome and help them throughout the year. Please come forward, Diane Forestier, Pierre-Alexandre Payen, Bastien Brisset, Discordia Malfoy, Arnaud Chenet, Thérèse Vaillant and Camille Dubois."
The seven students came up to the front, all looking a little apprehensive.
"We will not be sorting our seven guests; instead we will allow them to choose their houses. During a one month trial period, each one of them will stay in one house for a week then switch to another. This way, having lived one week in each house, they will be able to decide. Diane and Pierre-Alexandre, you will spend your first week in Ravenclaw. Bastien and Discordia, please seat yourselves at the Gryffindor table. Arnaud and Thérèse, Hufflepuff will be your home for the next week. Camille, you will stay in Slytherin.
At the same time next week, those in Ravenclaw will go to Gryffindor, those in Gryffindor to Hufflepuff, those in Hufflepuff to Slytherin and those in Slytherin to Ravenclaw. You may eat now"
//Discordia?! In Gryffindor!//
" Did I hear that right? Discordia Malfoy? Another Malfoy?!" said Ron.
" Zhat's right, Weasley, desolée. I'm a Malfoy, pleased to meet you." sneered Discordia as she sat herself next to Ginny.
* Desolée = I'm sorry