Oh wow... it's been like...what? One year since I've updated? I'm so sorry I haven't done this sooner; I've been uber busy. First year of high school and all... but I have to tell you, the only reason I'm continuing this is because people wanted me to, so give yourselves a pat on the back! Alrighty then...oh! And I do have an inspiration for another Draco/OC (that isn't Mary Sue-ish) Fanfic, so be on the look out for that one! Well, without further ado, here's the third chapter:
As Whitney returned to the table, she gave off a fake smile, sat in the cold seat and placed her napkin on her laps, like a good girl should. To not show emotion... just like a good girl should. She was tired of this "good girl" act, but knew she couldn't give it up. And as every minute passed by, she could feel Draco's cold eyes glance at her; his eyes almost speaking to her and saying, "I've got you."
Soon there was no more talking and it was time to go.
"It was a pleasure meeting you..." She said solemnly, and glanced at Draco with her own stare: "My revenge will come soon."
Draco scoffed, loud enough for only her to notice. A smirk came to his lips as he watched her enter the fireplace. It seemed like for one moment, only Draco and Whitney were there, exchanging glares of promising fights to come as their parents said their good byes, their only concern being the family blood.
A month past, and soon Whitney's letter of fate came; it was set. She was going to Hogwarts.
"Here's your broom, sweetie..." Nancy smiled and handed her the newest broom on the market; the TripleX Fire Ball. A slim green broom with silver and black straw, fully equipped with a cruising gear.
Whitney looked at it, grabbed it from her step-mother's hands and glared fiercely at her mother.
"It's not worth all the crap you're putting me through." She spat as she continued to pack.
"Oh, don't be such a crab, you little snot...gosh, ever since your mother ran away from you you've been so moody...unless you were always like this. In that case it's no wonder she left you..." Nancy said coldly, knowing she had stabbed Whitney in the heart.
A silence filled the room as Whitney slowly looked up at her wicked step- mother.
"You didn't even know my mother, so I'd insist you shut the fuck up and continue your ways of being my fathers little bitch." Whitney said bitterly as she threw the broom into her suitcase.
Appauled, her stepmother left the room, but not without slamming the door behind her. Whitney sighed as she belly flopped onto her bed in exhaustion.
"Why me..." She thought as she hugged her gold pillow, "What did I do to ask for this?"
As the sun peaked through her curtains, all seemed to be much better. But the brilliant ambiance didn't last long, as heavy footsteps marched towards the room and her father entered.
"Whitney, why did you say those things to mother?" He asked, his wife leaning against the doorway.
"For the last time, father, she's not my fucking mother!" Whitney screamed in exhaustion.
"See, honey? Look at her...she's a wild animal! I don't know, I think we shouldn't let her play Quidditch this year...she could diffidently hurt someone with an attitude like that." Nancy complained, putting on her sad, puppy dog face.
"Look, sweetie," He started, ignoring his wife, yet sort of doubting whether he should've in the first place, "I need to talk to you...We need to change things about your general information, like who your father is...who your mother is...what your name is..."
"What my name is?" Whitney sat up in confusion, "What is this, the FBI?"
"Now, young lady, don't go muggle talking on me." Her father said sternly, "Yes, your name. We're using your middle name for your first...and your last name will be..."
"Canizzaro!" Nancy shouted out in glee, giving her husband the look, "It was my maiden name..."
"Oh great. So I'm...Feenix Canizzaro...that's certainly exotic." Whitney said sarcastically.
"Well, I'm glad you like it, because that's your name starting now." Her father exclaimed, obviously oblivious to Whitney's sarcastic tone.
"Fine...But why are we changing it?" Whitney said, cocking an eyebrow.
"None of your business, sweetie." Her stepmother grinned and motioned to her husband to go.
"Hurry up. We go to the train station in 30 minutes." And with that, he and his wife trotted off, leaving Whitney to a bucket load of confusion.
"I don't understand..." She said, confused, "What's so bad with O' Rilley...and I like Whitney.
She continued her packing, closed her trunk, and three house elves came and loaded her luggage onto a mini cart to be pulled outside.
She waited outside for her parents and leaned against her trunk, looking up into the cloudy sky.
Her parents came out, of course looking their best with minks and suits, and chatted with each other as they walked down the dirt driveway to where Whitney was.
Suddenly, a realization came to Whitney's mind, "Dad, how are we getting there?"
Her father looked up and smiled, "Oh sweetie, we're not going with you..."
And with that, a maroon colored bus appeared out of the sky as it hovered slowly into the air and a rope later shot out of the back. Her luggage was maneuvered into the bus thanks to levitation and Whitney walked to the back, gripped the ladder tightly, and started to climb.
"Kiss kiss, honey! We love you!" Her mother yelled over the sound of the bus' hovering.
Whitney just glanced at them with a look of utter disgust as she continued to climb, glad she didn't choose her skirt over her jeans.
As she entered the bus, the smell of pine trees perfumed the air, and a small seat appeared to her right with her name on it; "Whitney".
"Actually, it's Feenix now..." Whitney snarled as she sat in the red, cushioned seat. She looked around to see several odd characters roaming about. One that caught her eye was a 3 foot gremlin with thin, round spectacles hanging from his sloppy nose, holding a copy of the Daily Wizardry.
A small picture on the front was moving up and down, but it was too far away to see what it was...so Whitney squinted her eyes and slowly leaned closer...
"A newspaper, 'mam?" A blonde bus attendant said, wearing a blue uniform with a small, round blue hat to match. She was holding a silver tray with a folded copy of the Daily Wizardry.
"Oh! Um, yes...thank you." Whitney answered, and smiled a bit nervously as she took the paper from the tray.
"No problem, darling!" She said just a tad over enthusiastically, "This is SnorkelBug buses!"
"Oh, well...of course!" Whitney finally exclaimed, smiled to fill the awkwardness, and opened her paper.
' Lucius' Serpent Helps Him Out'
Whitney stared oddly at the title, but continued on the story...
'Lucius Malfoy was declared the new president of The Ministry of Magic last Tuesday. He was said to not have any chance in this year's elections, and obviously, the legendary Malfoy Serpent has granted him one last favor...'
She stopped reading and was infused with curiosity.
"A Malfoy Serpent..?" She thought out loud.
"You haven't heard...?" The gremlin said in a husky voice.
"Oh, um, heard what, sir?" She asked, a bit shocked at how a complete stranger was responding to her question..
"About the serpent..." He crocked putting down his paper, "Where have you been, child?"
"Um...Ireland." She stated and folded her newspaper to give her attention to the gremlin.
"A long time ago...It is said that the Malfoys lived where you live: Ireland. Legend has it, that the snakes were drawn to them and followed them to Ireland, lured by their smell. But, one day, a wizard banished all the snakes out to sea, and they all drowned...all except one. One snake, the Malfoys kept in their home...feeding it and feeding it until it was the size of three of these buses...the snake, as an act of gratitude, gave them the ability to speak parseltongue, and promised them that the Malfoys who had inherited this ability would be able to call it forth."
Whitney thought for one minute.
"You mean St. Patrcik?" She said apprehensively.
"St. Who?" The gremlin said, peering over is spectacles.
"Well...In Ireland, there's a myth that St. Patrick banished all the snakes to sea, and that's why there aren't any snakes in Ireland." She said, awaiting his reaction.
"Oh, those muggles...so typical to change legends on us." He groaned, "And how do you know this awful tale?"
"Well..." Whitney thought for one second. Sure, she had heard it many times before by school teachers and family, but something lingered in her mind, "We have a picture of it."
Whitney tried to remember exactly what was on that tapestry in the hallway...she remembered a snake...and a man...
"Oh, well that's nice." He mumbled and continued reading.
"But," She thought to herself, "There's only one snake in the picture..."
And with that thought, the bus slowly started to descend closer to the ground. Whitney peered out her window to see a large, black and red train, and a few scurrying students below her.
"Thank you SO much for boarding our buses! We hope you had a SUPER DUPER day!" The bus attendant said with a huge, blinding white smile as the bus hovered slightly.
Whitney placed her newspaper in her hip-length robes and started out the bus.
She climbed down the rope, noticing that everyone seemed much too preoccupied with saying goodbye to their parents and joining long time friends then pay attention to a huge maroon bus.
She hopped off the ladder and spun around slowly to get the whole picture on this train station.
"9 and ¾?" She thought out loud and wondered to herself how on earth someone would find a station like this one.
"Here you go, miss!" The attendant said and dropped Whitney's luggage out the door, "Have a nice day!"
Her trunk didn't even bounce as it hit the floor and her other suitcase didn't flinch. She smiled at the woman, grabbed her bags and headed through the crowd of Hogwart students.
She peered around and noticed how everyone just seemed so happy to be going to Hogwarts...
"So maybe it wont be so bad..." She thought to herself and headed towards the train.
But not everyone had a smile on their face.
"Malfoy..." She whispered to herself and gazed at the arrogant little brat.
Wee! I hoped everyone liked it! i actually hae things planned out that are pretty cool
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