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A/N: I hope that you enjoyed the last chapter thanks 4 ur reply, Mammypooh. Much appreciated. Things are starting to get interesting in this one, so I hope that you bear with me on this. It WILL get better.
Chapter 2

Strange going's on

At the feast

The first years filled in and the sorting hat sung its song as Ron looked desperately around for Crystal.

"And now, before we start our feast, we have a new addition to 5th year this year. Please welcome, Crystal White." Dumbledore said, indicating to the main doors into the great hall.

The doors opened and Crystal entered, and walked up towards the Staff table. There was a great deal of muttering from the students as Crystal made her solitary way up to the front of the hall, a cold gaze fixed in her eyes. Her footsteps echoed around the hall as she walked and her robes swished with her motion. Heads turned as she passed; all eyes were on her as she strode up the middle of the hall in-between the Gryffindor and Ravenclaw tables. Not many people can stride properly. It is something that cannot be learned. It is something of inheritance, and when done properly, can leave a lasting impression on those who witness it. And believe me, even if Crystal left the next day, not one person in the entire hall would forget her.

(I no it's a bit stupid. I tend 2 do descriptions like dat a lot.)

She reached the front of the hall, and sat on the stool. McGonagall put the hat onto of her head.

'Hmm, interesting. Dumbledore told me about you. I see danger in your future. You better be careful. Well, there's Bravery here. Intelligence too. A lot of intelligence. And you want to fit in. Well this is hard. I think that the best one for you would be Ravenclaw but, at your father's and Dumbledore's wishes, I must put you in "GRYFFINDOR"

The Gryffindor table erupted with clapping and cheers. "Over here, Crystal" Ron called to her. Crystal's gaze instantly became warm as she laid eyes on Ron and she walked over to the table and sat down beside Harry, Hermione and Ron.

"Hi there." Herm said, a little too over keen, and clearly remembering how mean Crystal had been to her on the train. "I'm Hermione, this is Harry, and this is..."

"Ron" Crystal said, smiling at him. "Oh, we met on the train," Crystal said, flushing as Harry and Herm looked at her, slightly confused.

"Now I know where I know you from!" Harry said, a look of understanding coming across his face. "You were on the train."

"Yeah, sorry about that, but i was kinda pissed off 'cus i really don't wanna be here. I bet the classes suck, no 'fence" "None taken," Ron started, but was cut off by Hermione.

"Don't worry," Hermione said, now in full swing, at the mention of lessons." The classes here are great (Crystal giggled as Ron rolled his eyes. Hermione gave him a reproving look) What classes are you doing?"

"Oh," Crystal said, suppressing, with difficulty, another giggle as Ron pulled a face behind Herm (Herm gave Ron another reproving look)"Well, I'm taking Ancient Runes, Care of magical Creatures and Divination."

"Brilliant" Ron said, "Now well have someone else to make fun of Trelawney with" He finished, when Hermione threw him another reproving look as Dumbledore stood up, arms stretched out wide and a broad smile on his lips, and spoke. "To our newcomers, welcome. To our old hands - welcome back! There is a time for speech making, but this is not it. Tuck in!"

Draco Malfoy was sitting at the Slytherin table, paying little if no attention to anything anyone around him was saying.

He was looking over at Crystal who was laughing loudly at Ron, who was telling her jokes about teachers and students.

'What's he got that i haven't' he thought, furiously. 'He's a goody-two- shoes, and I'm an evil, handsome hunk, if I do say so myself.' (Well, he would think that, huh?)

Dumbledore had finished his speech, and Crabbe and Goyle were stuffing the remainder of the buns they had taken from the plates into their mouths.

"Why am I stuck with these two?" he said, quietly, as he stood up and made for the door.

Crystal and Ron were walking a little ahead of Harry and Hermione. Hermione was looking thoroughly disgruntled at them.

"What up, Herm?" Harry asked her casually, looking over at Cho, who was walking a little away from them.

"Nothing," she said, angrily.

"What is it?" Harry asked, his attention now on Hermione. "Your... your not JELIOUS...are you?!?"

"No, its just, well, Ron was making fun of me, and that was really mean, cus he did it just to get a few cheep laughs off his new CRUSH". Hermione said, annoyed.

Ahead of them, Draco bumped into Ron, deliberately and said aloud, for everyone to hear "Don't bump into me, you pathetic excuse for a wizard."

Ron lifted up his fists, ready to fight.

Draco fished around in his pockets until he found something. "Here," he said, smirking and throwing a single Knut at Ron's feet "Buy yourself some better Robes. And maybe you can buy something to feed your family from the change."

Pansy looked up happily at Draco and threw a sneering look at Crystal.

Ron launched himself at Draco, but before he could get halfway, Crystal grabbed the back of his robes and whispered into his ear "Calm down. There's no need to fight him."

All the anger left Ron and he stood up straight, looking at Crystal, confused.

"Yeah," Draco said, looking at Crystal as though she had given him a shock." Yeah, you better listen to your GIRLFRIEND."

Ron opened his mouth to retort, but just then, Hermione said to him, "Ron, we're supposed to show the first-years where to go!"

"Oh yeah," He said, giving Draco a reproving look. "Hey-hey you lot! Midgets."

Crystal followed Ron and Hermione up to the Gryffindor Common Room.

She sat down beside the fire, sighed deeply and smiled.

"This is a nice place," she said, happily.

"Yeah," Ron said, sitting down and staring at Crystal.

Hermione was looking suspiciously at Fred and George, who were pinning something to the notice board.

"We should do something about them," She said to Ron.

"Why?" Ron asked her.

"Because, Were PREFECTS, Ron." She said to him, angrily.

"Oh, your a prefect, are you" Crystal asked, smiling. "I'll have to be careful now, wont I?" Crystal said, getting up and going to bed.

Ron blushed furiously, his ears red, and he smiled at her. He noticed that she had dropped a silver, roughly cut disc and he picked it up.

A noise came from upstairs in the boy's bedroom, before he could give it back to Crystal, and when he looked up, she had gone.

Ron stood up and ran upstairs to the Boys dorm.

The next day, Ron had completely forgotten about the silver disc.

Professor McGonagall handed out the timetables. "Look at today!" Ron started.

Crystal smiled as she ate her toast. "What?" Ron asked. "Oh, nothing. It's just that my Owl is coming." Crystal said.

"How can you tell," Ron asked.

"Let me show you," Crystal said. " Three...two... one..." she said pointing upwards. A large silvery white owl flew through the hole in the roof, screaching loudly and flying in circles around the other owls, landing neatly in front of Crystal and hooting happily.

"Wow," Neville said in awe. "Cool owl."

"Yeah," Dean agreed. "What's his name?"

"Torech {thor-ek}" Crystal said, looking at Torech proudly.

A familiar drawl came from behind them. "That's a weird name for an owl, isn't it?" Draco stood behind them.

"Oh yeah, Crystal..." Ron said, reaching into his pocket to pull out the silver disc. He had not seen Draco there.

"It's the name of the Ice-Spirit, you arrogant little boy." Torech said to him annoyed.

Crystal put her hand over her mouth in horror.

"Now, I have important news for you, Crystal."

"Shut up, you idiot." Crystal said, quietly to him. "Shut UP."

Everyone in the great hall was now looking at Crystal and Torech.

"Why, Crystal."

"Don't speak, you dumbass." Crystal said angrily.

Crystal grabbed hold of the chain around her neck, screwed up her face in concentration and everyone except herself, Dumbledore and Professor McGonnagal froze in time.

"I'm sorry, sir." Crystal said to Dumbledore.

"That's quite all right, Miss White." Dumbledore said.

Crystal turned to Torech. "I thought that the only reason I agreed to let you be my owl was that you didn't talk in front of anyone but ME. And you go and talk in front of the entire school."

"I don't understand why not, Crystal..." Torech said, innocently. "Because real owls aren't MENT to talk." Crystal said, exasperatedly.

"Oh... well... I've got good news"

"Tell me later."

"Shall I wipe their memories then, Crystal?" Dumbledore asked.

"No, I can do it, professor," Crystal said, standing up in the middle of the room.

"You...you dropped this, Crystal" Ron said, holding up the silver disc. His eyes and mouth were opened wide in shock.

"Oh no," Crystal muttered, looking at him.

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