Title: What Lies Within…

By: An Anti-Sheep Cheese Muffin

Rated: PG-13, just to be safe. For Language and Suggestive themes

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter that's J.K. Rowling's, Scholastic, and Warner Bros. All I own is Genevieve. Hope you enjoy my fanfic!

Plot: Only a magical jewel can stop Voldermort's reign. But when the jewel is broken and sent to the corners of the of the world, only a young girl with a scarred past can find them in time, and must come to except herself in the process.

Dedication: This is to everyone whose felt alone and discriminated. You are not alone and there are people who love you even if you don't know it. Also, a warm thank you to Emily Wallinger, my beta, who's just the best Beta any writer could obtain really she's awesome! And to my two main reviewers Tweetyiscool and Cookie6 (Gives them Mooses!)


Author's Note: 

Tweetyiscool: Aww really did the dinner help? Woo hoo I have da power! OI! OI! Ahem, ok…that was weird…thanks for your review!!

Chapter Seven: Ice and Fire

"Yes, finally the Halloween Ball is here. We're going to have so much fun!" said a joyful Sabby one afternoon. They were relaxing by the lake, overlooking the shimmering waters."

"Yeah, I can't wait."

Hey, what's that in your pocket?" Sabby pointed to the potion Professor Snape gave Genevieve to hide her appearance.

"Uh, it's for my…acne. Yeah, don't want outbreaks."

"Hey will you give me some?"

"Um, this potion is only for my skin. You'll have to talk to Madam Pomfrey to make one especially for you or else you're acne gets worse."

"Oh, never mind then." Genevieve sighed quietly.

She still hadn't told anyone about her scars. Sometimes the potion would wear off and her scars would appear slowly. She pushed the beaker inside her pocket and looked up at the sky. She breathed deeply and closed her eyes. She felt at peace. Without a care in the world…

"Genevieve! Sabetha!"

Genevieve turned to see Cho running toward them.

"I have news on the contest!" Genevieve and Sabby stood up and looked at Cho.

"We came in second place. Harry, Ron, Hermione, and Neville won."

Sabby groaned.

"All those hours and work just for second place?"

Genevieve glanced at Cho and said,

"Maybe we'll beat them at something like Quidditch. Cho, when Ravenclaw competes with Gryffindor, you better win."

"Yeah, win!" said Sabby.

"Uh, ok. Talk to you guys later?"

Genevieve and Sabby nodded and saw Cho walking toward the castle.

"C'mon let's get ready for the dance."

As Genevieve and Sabby walked toward the Common Room Mrs. Norris came out of an empty classroom. If Mrs. Norris is around, Genevieve thought, then Filch can't be far behind.

"C'mon I think Filch might ruin my mood." Said Sabby.

As Genevieve passed Mrs. Norris, she saw something.

Oh my God, she thought, there's a shard on her forehead and three on her legs!

Genevieve carefully patted Mrs. Norris's head as she hissed and spat, trying to get away. Genevieve pulled the shards off of her, and Mrs. Norris quickly ran into another room without a peep. Genevieve looked at the shards.

Maybe this is why the kids think Mrs. Norris had nine lives, she thought, because of the shards. She laughed slightly, placed them in her pocket and ran after Sabby.

Genevieve placed the shards with the rest of the jewel in her necklace and changed for the ball. Both were wearing simple, blue dress robes with silver trimmings. They both had messy ponytails and no make up. Genevieve was laughing and talking so much with Sabby she forgot to take her potion. Soon, both girls stepped into the Great Hall.

The Hall had the usual floating pumpkins, with live bats, but there were flying broomsticks, moving, eerie shadows; the lights flickered on off and there were many different fear-provoking animal noises. There were fake limbs around that moved and grabbed people as they moved about and ooze fell from the corners.

"We're in second place for all this? I mean the ooze is cool but other than that, it's totally boring."

"Oh well, this is what the kids voted on."

"Feh, it was rigged. All because of the Boy-Who-Lived seriously, if he didn't defeat You-Know-Who, no one would have picked this design."

The two girls went over to the snack area where everything seemed normal. They took a plate filled with sweets and sat down. Magically, two cups of Butterbeer appeared in front of them. As soon as everyone was in the Hall, the area where the Head Table used to stand burst to flame and little ice arrows whooshed through the air. The fire terrified Genevieve so much she fell to the floor.

"Hey Genevieve you all right?" asked Sabby.

"Yeah, I was just…surprised that's all."

After everything settled down, candy fell from the sky and half of the Gryffindors were on the stage, beginning to dance to the sounds of the Weird Sisters.

"Want to dance?" asked Sabby.

"I don't dance."

"We don't have to dance like they do. We can make our own you know rolling on the floor and waving our arms in the air like maniacs."

Laughing Genevieve said,

"Nah, they all ready suspect we're mentally unstable, we don't need to give them proof."

"C'mon! Please! Do it for me!" Begged Sabby.

After a few more pleas Genevieve found herself on the stage dancing with a hyperactive Sabby. She noticed a few teachers were also dancing. Professor Dumbledore was with Professor McGonagall, Professor Flitwick was with Professor Sprout, and Professor Lupin was with Professor Vector.

"Well, well, well if it isn't little Ms. China Rose."

Genevieve turned to see Malfoy grinning wickedly.

"What are you talking about?"

"I remember you. At Diagon Alley with the werewolf. Except you had all those ugly scars and burn marks all over your face and arms."

Genevieve twisted out of Malfoy's grip as Damien appeared next to her and knocked Malfoy away.

"Didn't you hear her? She didn't want a slimy, no good, Slytherin touching her."

"Hmpf. Speaking of no good I don't know why you would want to hang around with Scar Face and Shabby Sabby. They're absolutely the lowest filth I've--"

Malfoy stopped is rant as Damien's fist hit him square in the jaw.

"Damien!" screamed Sabby.

Everyone turned to look at them. Genevieve blushed,

"Um, I'll see you guys later, ja ne."

She rushed out of the Hall with everyone's eyes on her. She felt her face get redder as she continued running toward the Ravenclaw Common Room.

"Caribbean Flow"

She quickly ran up the stairs, changed into her nightgown and buried her face in her pillow.

That was a very courageous and stupid thing that Damien did, she thought. He could have been expelled, I mean the teachers were right there.

She turned in her bed, placed her arms under her head and looked at the sky. The moon was almost full.

Just a few more days and Remus will.... she thought, no I shouldn't be thinking like that. I should just pray that he'll recover soon and that everything will be back to normal.

What she didn't know was that the next few days would be the strangest of her life.

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Genevieve awoke to find Sabby sitting on her bed looking at a photograph. She quickly placed it under her pillow when she saw Genevieve get up. Genevieve all ready knew what that photo was. It was of Sabetha's parents, Alexander and Samantha Anderson, who died during the harsh war. Sabby lived with a foster family, since no one knows what happened to the rest of the Andersons or the Barcellos, Samantha's family.

"What happened last night? Did it really happen?"

"Yeah, Damien is serving detention as we speak. Poor guy, but Malfoy deserved it. Speaking of me that way and saying such horrible lies about you like that. An disrespecting a teacher no less!"

Genevieve nodded gravely.

Maybe I can tell her now, she thought.

"Hey, listen Sabby…"

The doors opened and in came Cho.

"You girls going to stay in here all day or are you coming down?"

"Yeah, we're coming. Just give us a minute to change and we'll be down there."

"All right."

Genevieve and Sabby quickly got up, dressed and walked down the stairs to the Common Room. There they saw a huge poster with the words, "Go Damien!" in bright blue-gold letters.

"This is a surprise for your hero. We're going to surprise him when he comes back from detention. Poor chap, he has a weeks detention with Filch."

Genevieve and Sabby shuddered and hid behind two chairs. Soon, the lights went out and the door opened.

"What the…?" asked Damien.

"SURPRISE DAMIEN!"

Everyone got up and screamed. Confetti and balloons floated through the air and the banner illuminated the room. Damien was shocked. He stood there looking at everyone with his mouth open.

"Hey, you'll catch flies with your mouth hanging like that. Come in, mate!" said a random Ravenclaw.

He looked over at Genevieve and Sabby and smiled.

"Did you guys plan this?"

"Nah, we're not that nice. No, I'm joking we woke up and found all this here. But thanks for defending us though. We feel special." Said Sabby.

Damien blushed and said,

"Oh it was nothing."

"Yes it was. It was best thing anyone could do. Thanks Damien."

Genevieve and Sabby hugged Damien and noticed he blushed some more.

"Um…I'm going to…uh…look at the…balloons. See you guys later."

He muttered and left.

"I think he likes you, Sabby."

"Nah, I'm to robust for his tastes."

Laughing Genevieve took Sabby's hand and pulled her to the door. Both girls laughed and giggled all the way to the Great Hall when they bumped into Harry, Ron and Hermione.

"Oh sorry guys, didn't see you there."

"Oh it's all right." Said Harry.

"That was a very noble thing that Damien did." Said Hermione.

"Yeah, he beat the crap out of Malfoy. He's a good mate in my book."

"Yeah, he's the best." Said Sabby.

"All right, before the infamous Malfoy comes around lets go to have some breakfast," Said Genevieve.

"Best thing I've heard all day." Retorted Ron.

Genevieve smiled at him and walked to the Ravenclaw table. Both of them were almost done eating when Damien arrived at the Great Hall and the Ravenclaw table exploded with cheers and clapping.

"Go Damien!"

"You're our hero!"

"You're the best mate!"

"I knew the old chum had some fire in him didn't I tell you, Steven?"

Damien blushed and sat near Genevieve and Sabby.

"You enjoying your fame, fire boy?" said Genevieve.

"Haha, very funny. It's ok, but are you guys ok with it?"

"C'mon, you need some excitement! I mean, when you didn't get in the Ravenclaw Quidditch team you lost that fire, that little spark that made you who you are. It's great to have the old Damien here."

Damien beamed and grabbed the nearest plate and filled it with eggs and bacon.

"Hmm, I certainly think that boy's made of ice and stone." Said Sabby.

Genevieve looked at Sabby and noticed she was looking at Malfoy bullying Neville Longbottom.

"Yeah, I agree with you. Like Father, Like Son."

"All right, to Charms we go! All right!" said Sabby as she got up and took her wand from her hair.

"Why do you keep your wand in your hair?" asked Genevieve.

"Because I think it's easier to get if you need to defend yourself or something." Genevieve arched an eyebrow.

"What? WHAT?"

"Nothing. Maybe you are a little bit loony."

"Oh, now that was mean. Well, not really, but you're…evil."

Yeah, ok." Sighing Sabby grabbed her bad and followed Genevieve to Charms.

"Now everyone pay attention. This charm is handy when you want to know if your friendship is true or not. Say the following words, Iciliado, and point it to your friend. If there's fire, your friendship is true. If there's ice, it's not. Well, go on. My little treat to you all."

A large mutter of "Thank you Professor Flitwick" came from the students as they began to charm their friends. Genevieve went first she pointed her wand at Sabby and muttered, Iciliado. Silver flames circled Sabby,

"So you're friendship's real. Your turn, friend." Genevieve said mockingly.

"Hehe, ok. Ahem, Iciliado!" Sabby swished and flicked. Black flames circled Genevieve.

"Does colour matter, Professor?"

"It shows how deep your friendship is. Here's a list."

Both girls looked for Silver and Black. Silver was "compassionate, trustworthy." Black was "loyal until the end, loving"

"Aww, you love me? Well, I don't!" said Sabby jestingly.

"I don't love you, you're so trustworthy mate, that's…not right."

Both girls giggled and then burst with hysterical laughter. They had just noticed Malfoy covered in pink ice.

Another Author's Note: For a moment I was like "this thing is so long!" And remembered you guys like it long and interesting right? RIGHT? (Faints) Anyways, next chapter is kind of fun. We get all Christmas-y. With a special guest, Peeves, and (gasps) ROAD TRIP! I CALL SHOTGUN!

~An Anti-Sheep Cheese Muffin