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Chapter One

It was another year aboard the carriages at Hogwarts. Draco Malfoy climbed into one as he sighed heavily, unaware that there was someone following him.

A blonde haired beauty slipped inside without his knowing. "Pansy!" He gasped in shock. He frantically looked around, but all the other carriages had been filled. "Damn." He murmured to himself. With another heavy sigh, he sat down in the carriage and looked out of the window.

"Draco! How was your summer?" Pansy asked perkily. For a Slytherin, Pansy was a little too happy. Most of the male population at Hogwarts didn't mind though because she was gorgeous. Her long blonde hairs swept pass her shoulders and her blue eyes were icy enough to freeze an ocean.

"It was alright, Pansy."

"Well I had the best summer.Bulgaria was absolutely gorgeous! Did you know that there makeup." Pansy drowned on.

They finally reached the school, he tore away saying that he had to see some of his friends then the ceremony started.

"Students! Welcome to Hogwarts. We have a new transfer from Durmstrang. Her name is Jelena Ketetrina La Roux. She will now be sorted."

The hat thought about her for a moment before shouting, SLYTHERIN!

When the noise applauded form his table, Draco finally looked up at the new girl. She was about his age with soft brown eyes, dark reddish-black- chestnut hair. She was tan compared to the British people in Hogwarts. Even tanner than Durmstrang students. She had an Asian look on her face and had many curves. Her lips were red and full. Eyes watchful and caring. Tresses sweeping around her shoulders and robes that moved with the way she walked.

"Students. There will be changes for the Prefects. All of the houses will have the same Prefects they have now, except for Slytherin." Jey heard a relieved sigh from the Gryffindor table from; you guessed it, a bushy haired girl.

"Miss Pansy Parkinson will no longer be a Slytherin Prefect. This honor now goes to Miss Jelena La Roux. All Prefects, and Miss Parkinson and Miss Weng- Louie, there will be a meeting after this feast. Mr. Malfoy, I trust you will show Miss Weng-Louie the way."

"You're the new girl aren't you?" The blonde-haired girl across from her asked. "Name's Karena McDavidson."

"Jelena La Roux. Pleased to meet you."

"Back at you. Did you know that you're the only Slytherin right now to have such long black hair? Well except for Marvella. No worries about her. You're in the 6th year, right?"

"Yea."

"I am too! Ok, these are your new roommates. You see that black-haired girl over there? That's Marvella Bancroft. The one sitting next to her is Noëllea Hayden. There's another one. Oh poor Pureza. She's sitting next to Pansy Parkinson whose not the best person in the world, almost to the least she is. But anyways, next to Pansy is Pureza Catalenello. And me! Now, who were your roommates back in, where ever you were?"

"My friends were Amaia Keelan, Pyrena Logan, Venetia Prescott, Regina Livingston, and, there was a transfer from Hogwarts I believe, Lawrensah Waylon?"

"Oh yea! She was from Slytherin. Greatest she was. Do you know where I can send letters to her?"

"Yes. She was one of my best friends."

"If you were one of her best friends, then your one of mine. So, where did you come from before?"

"Born in Seattle, Washington. USA. Rainy but bearable. I came from Durmstrang."

"I love your accent! It's better than hearing all of the same British voices anyways. Marvella has a French/Irish tongue and Pureza the Italian. Noëllea has a Spanish tongue. Pansy's plain British. I have a Scottish tongue myself. Don't be surprised if we spew out in different languages, yea?"

"No. I have an American accent. I love different accents."

"Students, it is time to go to sleep. You must be well rested for tomorrow's first day of classes. Prefects and Heads, remember, there is a meeting. Good night to all students."

"Bye!" Karena said to Jelena.

"Mr. Malfoy, right?"

"Draco Malfoy. I'll show you where the meetings are held."

"Any pointers on Hogwarts to tell me?"

"Yea. Stay clear of Gryffindors. There will be two in the meeting. The girl is Granger and the boy is Weasley. They're known as Mudblood and Weasel. They're best friends with Potter. Gryffindors poison the minds of Slytherin." Draco said as he walked into a room full of comfy chairs with many people inside. Above the fireplace was the waxing seal of Hogwarts.

"Miss Parkinson will no longer serve as a Slytherin Prefect. She has abused her authority greatly and it has now been taken away. Our new Prefect will be Jelena La Roux. I know it is pretty surprising seeing her as a new transfer but she will serve the school well. The Hufflepuff Prefects are Justin Finch-Fletchley and Hannah Abbott. The Ravenclaw Prefects are Terry Boot and Padma Patil. The Gryffindor Prefects are Ron Weasley and Hermione Granger. And your Slytherin Prefect counterpart will be Draco Malfoy. Anything to add, Miss Weng?"

"First of all, you can call me Jelena, Jey, or Lena. My middle name Ketetrina is made up of Ketina and Katrina. Bear with it all people. That's all I have to say that I can think of for now."

The meeting quickly adjourned and Draco led Jey down to the dungeons.

"You know, you remind me of someone, boy."

"Boy? Who are you calling boy?"

"You are one aren't you? Under that hair color, I could have sworn you were my muggle friend, Adele."

"Big surprise for you wasn't it?" Draco said through clenched teeth. What was this girl playing at? Talking this way to a Malfoy? I have pureblood in me. Is she a mudblood? Must be. But then how'd she get in Slytherin?

"Most definitely. First of all, she doesn't have that attitude of yours, homeboy."

"Homeboy? We aren't at home."

"Well, better home than you go to every summer, isn't it?" She saw him grew even more furious. "Oh, did I hit a week spot? So sorry." She smiled sarcastically.

Jey stalked up the girls' dormitory and chatted with the other girls.

Draco remained downstairs and sat down on an emerald colored couch. "Why does Jelena remind me about her?" He pondered as he silently slipped out an old photograph. He had an arm around a little girl with black hair and dark brown eyes making faces in the picture. It was a natural summer day. The sun was shining brightly above the hill where the breeze made the even most dried up blade of grass sway in the rhythm. The usually drafty-looking Malfoy Manor in the background seemed to light up. They were both smiling as if the days would never end. But they did.

Draco exhaled deeply as he remembered that day when they were torn apart.

The doorbell rang through the house and Mr. Malfoy opened the door.

"Hello Stephanie. How do you do?"

"Hi Mr. Malfoy. I'm pleasant. Is Draco around?"

"Yes he is. He's in his room."

"Thank you sir. Good day." Lucius Malfoy had approved of Stephanie's family since they moved in the neighborhood. The Malfoy Manor and the Weng Manor were the only ones that lived in that patch of land.

"Good day to you too." Lucius admired Stephanie for her bravery, politeness, and intelligence with common sense.

"Draco! Draco!" She cried out as she burst into the room.

A 10-year old Draco walked out of his bathroom. "Stephanie?"

"Draco! I'm moving! They're going to take me away!"

"Steph, stop crying. Where are they taking you?"

"I don't know. Romania, Estonia, Italy. I don't know! I'm never going to see you again!"

"Shh, Steph. You know that you can always owl me."

"Draco! It won't be the same! You'll be here and I'll be somewhere else. We won't go to the same school."

"Steph, I promise you. We'll see each other again and when we do, I'll hug you so tightly, that you will know that it is me. You're my best friend. Don't worry. We will. I promise." "Really?"

"Yes. Here." The two children embraced each other tightly. "You're my best friend too, Draco. You always will."

"You'll be my best friend forever, Steph. I love you."

"I love you too." The two children held on together.

As the memory faded, Draco's eyes began to tear. It was true. He had never forgotten her. She was a fragment in his mind and heart. But the presence of Jelena had sparked it even greater.

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