This is a story that me and my friend had started about a month ago or so..that's why there's pretty much two different p.o.v's. Zende's and Silver's. Anyways, answering some questions that Nikki101 had...1) They're in the their 6th year, and 2) I know Draco is out of character, but that's the way we're having him in this story. They way he is around Silver is the way he really is. If you read in like chapter 7 it says something like that. Why he's mean to people, is just a put on. So no one get mad. It's just the way we write the story.
Also, the story will be updated almost about everyday up until Aug. 1. Because I'm visiting some family out of state and I don't have internet at my house. That is unless my mom will decide to get it hooked up.
One last thing, I want to put up a disclaimer...We do not own anyone except for Silver Black, Zende Khan, and Taylor.
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It was the first day back at Hogwarts and Silver Black wasn't all that nervous. Before the first day feast had begun, she was sorted into her house. Gryffindor. As she walked into the Great Hall, she spotted her god-brother, Harry Potter. As she made her way down the Hall to the Gryffindor table, she could feel eyes buring into her. Finally, Silver got to her destination and sat next to Harry. "Hullo, 'arry."
"Hullo, Silver," Harry managed to say through a mouthful of tart. "How'd the sorting go?"
"Alright," she said, but gave him a look like there was more. Harry just barely nodded.
Hermione, who sat across from them, gave Silver a nasty look. Ever since Silver moved in with her father, Sirius Black, at the Order of the Phoenix Headquarters, Sirius' mother's house. Hermione hates the fact that she's not the only girl anymore. Even since Silver's getting a little more attention from everybody else, than she is. Just then Fred and George came bobbing up and sat on the free side of Silver.
"We got it!" they both said in unison.
Silver looked over to face the ginger-haired twins. "Got what?"
It was Fred to speak first, then George, "The Puking Pastilles."
George pulled one out and started to explain, loud enough for only the three of them to hear, and hid it so Hermione or the professors couldn't see. "The orange side," Fred pointed to it, "makes you puke if you eat it, and the purple side," Fred pointed to the purple side once George flipped it around, "eat that, and you stop puking." They both grinned ear to ear.
"That's great!" Silver said and leaned into the two boys. "Later, when we're all alone, I want to try one," she grinned.
"Great!" they exclaimed and headed off in their own merry little ways.
"What was that about?" Hermione said to Silver, after Fred and George left.
"Nothing, just something between us. Or is that some kind of rule, that friends can't share secrets?" Silver said, about ready to pounce on Hermione.
Ron looked over at the two girls, like he got pulled out of a conversation. "Now what are you two arguing about?"
Hermione looked at Ron with a pathic look on her face, "Silver's being rude again."
Silver's jaw almost hit the floor, "Rude?! You're the one butting into Fred, George's and my business!"
"No I wasn't!" Hermione protested. Judging by the looks on Harry and Ron, she went back to her reading with a frusterated look on her face.
Hogwarts. The third school in two years that Zende Khan had to transfer to. Having two parents working in the Ministry ment they had to move a couple times. Surrey was the closest they could get to, and Hogwarts was the closest school from Surrey. However, since Surrey was close, and both her parents hated moving - mostly her father - She knew they would finally stay here. Pernamently. Zende wasn't all that nervous on the first day, she never really had a problem making friends. After being sorted into Gryffindore and the feast, there was the first class to get to. Divination.
Zende made her way to the classroom with ease. Although climbing that stair case was bound to get annoying after a while. She found an empty seat near the back and flopped down in it. The classroom filled up and the lesson began.
Rubbish. It was the only word that could describe the class. "Rubbish." Zende voiced the thought quitelty to herself, and pulled out a mini notebook and started doodling in it.
"I thought so myself," Said a girl next to her. Not expecting anyone to be sitting there, Zende jumped and looked over.
"It's pointless really." Zende shrugged. "I'm Zende. I just transferd here."
"Silver," she smiled, "where'd you transfer from, then?"
"Jascous.. it's in Scotland." Zende answered. "My parents started working for the Ministry... So we had to move closer."
"Welcome to Hogwarts, my dear." Silver answered, mocking the Professor. Trelawney.
"Thanks, my dear." Zende laughed, also mocking the professor.
"Now, if you would all gaaaze into your crystal balls..." Trelawney babbled on.
"I assure you, you will fall into a deep sleep caused by boredom." Zende mocked quietly, only so Silver could hear.
Silver tried to hold in the laughter, and out of nowhere, Professor Trelawney appeared beside them. "My dears!" she said peering at them, apparently oblivious to the notebook Zende was doodling in the whole time. "What do you see?" she asked.
Silver looked into the crystal ball and put on a concentrating face. "I see me falling asleep, right about.." then she dropped her head on the table and started to snore, causing the whole class to laugh.
"Alright, class, that's enough." Trelawney then looked over at Zende. "Tell me, what do you see?"
Zende just smirked. "I see that this class is a bunch of balonge."
Trelawney just walked past them and continued talking like nothing had happened. When she walked away, Silver sat up, her and Zende started to have a laughing fit. Not much longer after that, the class was over. Silver and Zende got their stuff together and headed down the winding stair case laughing about what happened in class. When they were in the middle of their laughing fit, Silver heard her name being called. She looked up the spiral staircase to see who it was. It was Harry.
"Silver, Silver, wait up!" Silver stood in place, waiting for Harry to catch up with them, followed by Ron.
"That was bloody brilliant," Ron said with a huge grin.
"That was too funny, Silver, but honestly, I think you need to stop hanging around Fred and George so much," Harry laughed.
"Awe, why would I want to do that? I love those guys!" laughed Silver. She heard a throat clearing itself. "Oh, by the way, guys, this is Zende, she just transfered from Jascous in Scotland. Zende, this is Harry," she punched him lightly in the arm, "my brother...not by blood, and Ron, my one best friend."
Ron looked at Silver, "You're one best friend?" He grinned, "I'm your only friend? I feel so touched!"
Rolling her eyes, Silver looked at Ron, "You know what I mean."
Zende shook Harry's and Ron's hands, "Nice too meet you both." They both agreed by nods and 'me too.'
"Oh great, double potions," Ron said with a sound of sarcastic thrillness.
"I dreaded this moment," Harry said, as they made their way to the dungens.
"Is it that bad?" Silver asked
"Totally," Ron said. "We have it with the Slytherins. And Snape just favors them."
Harry rolled his eyes, "If I could not take that class, I would."
Zende looked at the two boys, "Snape is the teacher that everyone hates right?" They nodded. "And the Slytherins?"
"Thinks way to highly of themselves, and rubs it in other peoples faces. And I swear they have the most wealthiest parents, too," Ron interjected.
They finally made their way to the dungens and found seats together toward the back. Silver spotted Draco sitting in his seat, doodling. She tried not to look too obvious by stairing at him and sat down in between Harry and Ron. Hermione showed up just then. "And what do you think you're doing?" she said to Silver.
"Sitting, what does it look like I'm doing?" Silver snapped. At that moment, Snape came in, and Hermione sat down in an instant.
Zende didn't need the introduction to recognise Harry. It wasn't by the scar - that she avoided glancing at. She figured Harry hated when people would look at it the first time they met him. She knew she'd hate it after a while. - Her parents were good friends of the Potter's, she had seen a few pictures of them. Harry looked exacly like his dad.
Within the first ten minutes of class, Zende could completely understand why everyone hated it, and Snape. It was dreadfully long and ended with a pile of homework to do. However, Hermoine wasn't the only Griffindor to answer 90% of the questions now. Zende knew a fair amount - having a friend back home that was fairly interested in it. Harry was whining about the amount of homework he got would cut into his Quidditch practice when he got cut off.
"Got a new fanclub member, Potter?" They heard from behind, on the way out of the room.
"Bugger off, Malfoy." Ron rolled his eyes.
"Another mudblood lover, I see..." Malfoy smirked, eyeing Zende up and down. Hermoine scowled at Malfoy from beside Zende but Malfoy took no notice of her.
"Another brainless Oaf, I see." Zende replied. She heard Ron snicker behind her, trying not to laugh. "I guess every school has one."
"How dare you!" Malfoy groweld at Zende, advancing forward threateningly. "I'll-"
Zende cut him off. "You'll what? Run to daddy?"
Malfoy couldn't respond. He just glared at Zende for a few minutes, and then stomped off with his two sidekicks. Ron blinked at Zende and grinned with amusement.
"That was brilliant!" He said, laughing. "Brainless Oaf. Perfect."
"I say it like I see it," Zende shrugged, as though it was the simplest answer and it explained it all.
"Well, I don't know about you," Hermoine said loftly, changing the subject. "But I'm goin to the library."
Silver just shrugged."You do that." and she flopped down beside Zende at the Gryffindore table after Hermoine left.
"So how come you had to transfer schools?" Ron asked out of nowhere. Harry noticeably poked Ron in the side, as though it was rude to ask.
"Mum and dad work in the Ministry," Zende answered. "We lived too far for them to get there everyday."
"What do they do, then?" Silver asked.
"They're Aurors. Very loyal to Dumbledore. Always wanted to send me here, but it was too far until now." Zende answered, tahen looked at Harry. "Good friends of your parents too, Harry."
Before anyone could ask another question, Silver's name was shouted at the end of the hall. Two identical red-haird boys - much like Ron, were walking up the Hall and over to the gang.
"Anyone up for a Puking Pastille and get out of next class?" One of the twins asked.
"Our next class is Care of Magical Creatures, Fred." Ron said. "Like we'd wanna miss Hagrid's class!"
"Puking Pastilles?" Zende raised an eyebrow.
"Our very on invention." One twin said proudly. "with the help of Silver."
"Best way to get out of class." the other twin finished.
Silver jumped up. "I'll do it!"
"You're going to miss Hagrids class?" Ron asked, surprsied.
"Well, I figured, he's least likely to hold a grudge against me if I missed it. And, I've been dying to try one of these." Silver answerd with a grin. "Zende, this is Fred and George. Ron's older brothers."
"Hello," They both said at the same time. Zende greeted them with a smile and handshake.
"Zende just transferd here from Scotland." Silver informed them. She looked back at Zende. "Will you cover for me?" She asked.
"Yeah, sure. As long as we skip Divination next time." Zende said.
"Deal. Thanks!" Silver said, happily.
"C'mon, we're gonna be late." Harry said, getting up. All of them - and later joined by Hermoine, headed outside.
While walking and talking and laughing about nothing really, Silver pocketed the Puking Pastille in her pocket. "These better work, or Fred and George are going to pay," she laughed.
"You know, I want to try one too, but not right now. Maybe for Potions or something," nodded Ron.
As Hermione came bopping along, meeting them almost all the way there, she spoke up, over hearing Ron and Silver, "You aren't going to take one, are you Silver? I mean, you could get into a lot of trouble. And this is Hagrid's class."
Silver spun on Hermione, "Hermione! Just stop it! Ok? Just mind your own business. Alright? We can't get along, have never gotten along, and I very well don't think we will ever get along. So do me a favor and just stay out of my business. We aren't friends! So I don't want to hear your opinion!" Silver practically yelled, flailing her arms. Just as she got done giving it to Hermione, Draco and his 'gang' showed up. He just grinned and clapped.
"Didn't think you had it in ya, Black. Well done," he said with a wink and took off like nothing had happened. Silver, and the others, just stood there with dumbfounded looks on their faces.
"How dare he speak to me!" Silver said disgusted, but deep inside, she wanted to jump for joy. Draco Malfoy just complimented her. Of all people. A Gryffindor. Something just wasn't right.
"Want me to kill him for you, Sil? I will. I'll do it with my bare hands," Harry said through clentched teeth watching Draco walk down to Hagrid's hut.
Ron piped in completely dumbstruck, "But he didn't do anything to her, I think her."
"I think he did too," Silver said, shaking the thought out of her head and continued down to Hagrid's.
Ron, Harry and Zende caught up with Silver. Hermione stayed back, too ticked to even speak. "He goes off and insults me, but compliments you?" Zende laughed, joking around. "I'm sorry, but isn't it like some rule, that the Slytherins are just friends with Slytherins and hates the other houses, especially Gryffindor?" she said trying to clear things up.
Silver, Ron and Harry all nodded at the same time. "That's why we're all shocked," Silver said as they reached Hagrid's. Silver grinned as Hagrid came out from his hut. Taking the orange side of the Puking Pastille, she started to puke at once. People started to back away and turn as white as a ghost at the sight of Silver. Harry and Ron tried not to laugh or crack a grin. Zende just had a grossed out look her face. From a little distance away, they heard Draco laugh hysterically. Hagrid looked over at the gagging sound and realized it was Silver. He went over to her and asked if she was alright then told her to go to the Hospital Wing. All Silver could do was nod. When Hagrid wasn't looking, Silver grinned and winked at the three, before puking again walking straight past Malfoy, who was grinning at her.
She finally got up and away from the class and took the purple half of the Pastille, which immediantly made her stop puking, then made a face. "Gross." Then headed to the place where Fred and George and herself always go to be alone. When she had made sure no one was around, she dodged for the spot on the third floor behind a set of bookcases. "Fred and George Weasley is sexy," Silver recited the password. Of course, it was Fred and George's idea. Silver couldn't protest, or it would have been 'Silver Black is a sexy mama.' She got inside, looking around for the two guys. "Honeys, I'm home!"
"Oh, there you are dear!" George said.
"We were getting worried!" Fred grinned. Silver just laughed.
"So did they work?" they both asked.
Silver gave them a look as if they were stupid, "No, it didn't and I got out of class."
"Oh, that sucks. How'd you get out of...oh!" George realized, slapping his head. "Nevermind anything I was going to say!" Fred and Silver just laughed at him and set to work.
After Silver left, the class continued to chop up food for an odd beetle like creature. "You think you could help me with that Potions homework after?" Harry asked Zende hopefully. "I've got quidditch practice..Wood says he has some new plans worked out - so we can't miss the meeting." Zende finished ripping up whatever the food was and let the beetle go at it, and looked at Harry.
"Sure, I'll help." She said. "we could sit by the field if you'd like, then all you'd have to do is just go right to the meeting after."
"That sounds good," Harry smiled and finished let the beetle-thing go at the food. Ron turned around, not too far away from them.
"Think you could help me too?" he asked. Zende nodded, but before she could answer, Hagrid came over.
"'Allo 'Arry." He said, cheerfully.
"Hello Hagrid." Harry answered, keeping an eye on his beetle-thing.
"Hagrid, tell me... Why are we taking care of these things...?" Ron asked.
"They're for professor Sprout. Good little buggers for the garden." he answered. Ron just nodded and continued chopping.
"They're just as gross as spiders." Ron shuddered.
"Ron's terrified of spiders. Made a boggart turn into one with rollerskates." Harry said to Zende, and laughed. "Hagrid, this is Zende, she transfered here from Scotland."
"Hello Zende," Hagird smiled. Zende greeted Hagrid back, and not long after that, Hagrid left to check on the other students. After that, all they had to do was get the beetle-things into jars. Which took up the rest of the class. It wasn't as easy as it sounded.
"Zende," Harry said somewhat quietly, while everyone was leaving the class. Zende turned around to talk to him. "How well did your parents know my mum & dad?" He asked, walking slowly back to the school.
"Quite well, actually. Moreso after school, though." She told him, quietly.
"Really?" He asked. Zende just nodded.
"They knew them the last year of school and on..." She said. "They never really told me much...But we have a few pictures. And you--"
"look exacly like my dad." Harry finsished. "Except for the eyes, I know. Everyone who knew them says that." They walked quietly for a while until he spoke up again. "You think I could meet your parents some day?" He asked.
"Anytime you want, Harry." Zende smiled at him. "On one condition,"
"Whats that?" Harry asked, raising an eyebrow.
"You teach me to play Quidditch." She finished. She laughed alittle bit at Harry's surprised look. "I've been wanting to play, but I've never stayed in a school long enough to make a team."
"Deal." Harry agreed, after they walked into the Common room.
George said he suddenly had something to do so he left Silver and Fred alone. "He's been doing that lately, and he won't even tell me what it is!" Fred said with a slight frown.
"Maybe it's something he's afraid you wouldn't like, or," Silver couldn't help but grin, "he could have a secret girlfriend."
Fred just looked at Silver as if she were nuts, "No! No, he would never do anything like that. No, he just can't!"
"Ok, fine. If you can prove to me that, that's not George's little secret then, I will do anything you tell me too. Or if I can prove you wrong, then you'll have to do whatever I say, or whatever I can think of," Silver said with a smirk.
"You got yourself a deal," Fred said grinning like mad. "Let's go prove you wrong Silvy baby!" Fred said leading the way back to the hallway. Silver just laughed knowing that she was right. For a while Silver and Fred snuck around the school trying to find George. Finally, they came upon an empty classroom and saw George and Alisha Spinnet making out ontop of a desk. At first Silver's jaw hung to the floor, but then started to laugh quietly to herself at the look on Fred's face and the fact that she was right. After a few minutes of gaping at his twin brother and his secret girlfriend, she pulled Fred away and started to laugh.
"What did I tell you Freddie Bear? I was right," Silver grinned, "Georgie Peorgie got himself a girlfriend."
"But, how could he not tell me about her! Alisha Spinnet of all people!" Fred said throwing up his hands.
"Don't ask me, he probably thought you would think it was stupid or something. Just talk to him when you two are alone. I'm sure he'll tell you. Or, he'll just deny it," she answered her giant of a friend as they walked around the castle.
"Yeah I guess. We'll I'm going to go to the common room now, I'm getting kind of tired," Fred said with a yawn.
"Alright, just remember," she said grinning, "you owe me."
"Yeah, yeah," Fred grinned and walked away back to the common room.
After Fred was out of sight, Silver kept on walking around the castle, not yet wanting to go to the common room. She had a few more hours to get back there. 5th years and over doesn't have to be back at their common rooms until nine. Walking and thinking, Silver hadn't noticed she was being followed and watched from afar until she was knocked out of her thoughts by a huge crash coming somewhere in the direction she had just came. Slowly, Silver retraced her steps to find out what had happened. When she got to where the noise had come from, there was no mess and no nobody. She started to walk again, when this time she felt a pair of eyes burning into her back. Without warning, she spun around to face her stalker. Malfoy. Why the heck was he following her?
"Just what do you think you're doing?" Silver said with narrowed eyes.
"Walking the halls, I have every right as you do," Malfoy said with a sneer, coming closer to her. "Is that some kind of rule now? That only Silver Black is allowed to walk the halls? I didn't think so."
"Did I say that? No. But I do have a problem with you following me. This is a huge castle, I'm sure there's plenty of other places to walk around, just not the one's I'm in!" Silver got right up to his face.
"Are you sure you're even a Gryffindor?" Draco said cooling down abit, as if she were a Slytherin like him.
"Yes, I'm a Gryffindor," Silver said, remember that she was to be in Slytherin.
Draco backed off a bit, "There's something different about you, Black, and I can't figure out what it is. But I like it," he smirked, which sent shivers and chills up and down Silver's spine.
"Could be the fact that I was supposed to be in Slytherin," she let slip out, not even realizing it until she saw the look on Draco's face.
"You were supposed to be in Slytherin? And why aren't you in Slytherin?" he asked, eyeing her up and down.
"I don't know, just at last minute the Sorting Hat put me in Gryffindor. Why are you asking so many questions?" Silver asked, trying to keep her cool. She wanted to get out of there as fast as she could before she did something she'd regret. Or would she?
"You know, Silver, that was a brilliant thing you did to Granger today," Draco grinned, running a finger down her arm. She watched his finger go up and down. She trembled. Not a bad tremble, but the kind she wouldn't mind doing again.
Silver tried to keep her cool, without stuttering. "Yeah? So? What's it to you? We don't get along and I can't stand her."
"It was still brilliant. I don't think anyone has told off Granger before," he grinned that sexy, to-die-for smile. All she could do was shrug. "Well then, I better be off, I have other things to do," he grinned again, leaning into her ear and ran his lips over it, "I'll see you later." He pulled away from her and lifted his eyebrows once, like he always does. Then with that he was gone. Leaving Silver very confused. After a minute or so of standing there, she finally collected herself and went back to the common room. To her suprise it was almost empty but Harry and Zende was sitting on one of the leather couches talking.
"Alright, well, I've got to go change into game robes." Harry said, and stood up. Not long after Silver had arrived.
"I'll wait." Zende nodded, and Harry headed up the stairs.
"What was that about?" Silver asked, sitting in the chair Harry had left. "Quidditch practice doesn't start for like, another hour or so."
"I'm helping him with Potions homework by the field," Zende told her, shrugging.
"I see," Silver nodded, and then laughed alittle. "I bet it annoys Hermoine that shes not the only smart one now."
Zende nodded. "Probably. Whats up with you two anyway?"
"Shes always hated me ever since the first day," Silver shrugged. "Guess she's just jealous she's not the only girl anymore."
"Well, I guess I'm hated too then," Zende laughed.
"How did you know so much about Potions, anyway?" Silver asked out of nowhere, curiously.
"A friend back home was interested in it... helped me in class and wouldn't stop talking about it."
"Sounds like Harry and Quidditch." Silver laughed.
Just then, Ron walked in with a huge grin on him like he had been laughing the whole way there. Silver raised an eyebrow at him. "Fred's just told me about George." Ron explained, "Fred was on his way over here when I met him in the hall. Then we saw George after... Looking a bit...er...messy? I think Fred went to go spy on him some more." Silver burst into laughter and it was Zende's turn to raise an eyebrow.
"George has a secret girlfriend." Silver explained, shortly after, Harry appeared in the room."But don't say anything that you guys know....Yet"
"George?....secret....girlfriend?" His jaw hit the floor, and he almost dropped his broom in surprise. Silver nodded and started laughing again.
It was now Ron's turn to raise an eyebrow. "Why are you in game robes, Harry? Practice isn't for another hour."
"I know." Harry shrugged. "We were going to the field to work on Potions until the practice. 'Member Ron?"
"Oh, Right. Yeah," Ron nodded. "Mind if I join in on the study date?" he teased. Zende went a bit pink but didn't mind the sound of it, and Silver just smirked at her quitely.
"Alright," Zende nodded and looked at Silver. "Wanna join too?" She shrugged.
"Maybe in a bit. I want to bug George, first." Silver laughed.
As the three of them left for the field, Ron stopped and turned around suddenly grinning out of nowhere. "Take them with you to the field. We can all break news to George that we know." and he quickly caught up to Harry and Zende.
Silver couldn't help but laugh as they walked out of the portrait hole. She stayed in her seat as she waited for Fred to come up to the common room. Not even five minutes later, he came bopping in. "Fred! Fred! Fred!" Silver grinned walking up to him, "Where's Georgie Peorgie now?"
"He's in the same place," Fred said with a smirk.
"I think we need to give him a hard time," she couldn't keep from smirking. Just then George came though the portrait hole. Fred and Silver both turned to look, noticing George, and grinned.
George looked at the two weirdly. "What?" He ran a hand through his hair to slick it back.
"How's Alisha doing?" Silver said.
"She's doing.." George turned pale. "How'd you know I was with Alisha?"
Fred was smirking like mad, "We saw you two," then all of a sudden Fred grabbed Silver and started to make out with her, to show George rather than say it. Once Fred pulled away from Silver, both George and Silver were standing there gapping. "THAT'S what me and Silver saw." He saw the two staring at him, "What?" Silver just shook her head trying to forget about it.
"Yeah, uh..we saw you and Alisha having a bit of fun," Silver tried to smirk. She was in too much shock.
"Oh, be quiet," George said pouting. "I think it's about time I have a girlfriend and grow up a little."
Fred looked a bit hurt, "You're saying we're not mature?!"
George just shrugged, "I'm a bit tired so I'm going to go lay down."
"Oh, no you don't," Silver said grabbing onto each of the twins. "You're coming with us." With that she lead the three of them out to the field where Ron, Harry and Zende were.
"Guys! Look what we've found," she grinned. All three of them looked up from their study, and grinned as they were greeted by George.
"Georgie, baby," Harry said grinning like a mad man, "did you have a little bit of fun, earlier?"
"Geeze, does everybody know?" George said getting a bit aggrivated.
"Only us," Zende said with a grin.
"You know, I'm not the only one with a secret," George smirked so evilly, no one knew what was about to happen. "Fred was telling me what he saw when he saw me, and he did this," did the exact same thing as Fred did to Silver and pulled away rather quickly, "to Silver."
Silver just stood there, then stomped a foot. "AH! What is it with you people lately!!" Then she slammed herself on the ground in front of the tree. Ron just sat there while Harry was glaring at the twins, especially Fred. "I'll kick your ass if you do anything to her again! I mean it."
Zende just sat there too, kind of not knowing what to do. Everything was happening too weirdly.
Also, the story will be updated almost about everyday up until Aug. 1. Because I'm visiting some family out of state and I don't have internet at my house. That is unless my mom will decide to get it hooked up.
One last thing, I want to put up a disclaimer...We do not own anyone except for Silver Black, Zende Khan, and Taylor.
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It was the first day back at Hogwarts and Silver Black wasn't all that nervous. Before the first day feast had begun, she was sorted into her house. Gryffindor. As she walked into the Great Hall, she spotted her god-brother, Harry Potter. As she made her way down the Hall to the Gryffindor table, she could feel eyes buring into her. Finally, Silver got to her destination and sat next to Harry. "Hullo, 'arry."
"Hullo, Silver," Harry managed to say through a mouthful of tart. "How'd the sorting go?"
"Alright," she said, but gave him a look like there was more. Harry just barely nodded.
Hermione, who sat across from them, gave Silver a nasty look. Ever since Silver moved in with her father, Sirius Black, at the Order of the Phoenix Headquarters, Sirius' mother's house. Hermione hates the fact that she's not the only girl anymore. Even since Silver's getting a little more attention from everybody else, than she is. Just then Fred and George came bobbing up and sat on the free side of Silver.
"We got it!" they both said in unison.
Silver looked over to face the ginger-haired twins. "Got what?"
It was Fred to speak first, then George, "The Puking Pastilles."
George pulled one out and started to explain, loud enough for only the three of them to hear, and hid it so Hermione or the professors couldn't see. "The orange side," Fred pointed to it, "makes you puke if you eat it, and the purple side," Fred pointed to the purple side once George flipped it around, "eat that, and you stop puking." They both grinned ear to ear.
"That's great!" Silver said and leaned into the two boys. "Later, when we're all alone, I want to try one," she grinned.
"Great!" they exclaimed and headed off in their own merry little ways.
"What was that about?" Hermione said to Silver, after Fred and George left.
"Nothing, just something between us. Or is that some kind of rule, that friends can't share secrets?" Silver said, about ready to pounce on Hermione.
Ron looked over at the two girls, like he got pulled out of a conversation. "Now what are you two arguing about?"
Hermione looked at Ron with a pathic look on her face, "Silver's being rude again."
Silver's jaw almost hit the floor, "Rude?! You're the one butting into Fred, George's and my business!"
"No I wasn't!" Hermione protested. Judging by the looks on Harry and Ron, she went back to her reading with a frusterated look on her face.
Hogwarts. The third school in two years that Zende Khan had to transfer to. Having two parents working in the Ministry ment they had to move a couple times. Surrey was the closest they could get to, and Hogwarts was the closest school from Surrey. However, since Surrey was close, and both her parents hated moving - mostly her father - She knew they would finally stay here. Pernamently. Zende wasn't all that nervous on the first day, she never really had a problem making friends. After being sorted into Gryffindore and the feast, there was the first class to get to. Divination.
Zende made her way to the classroom with ease. Although climbing that stair case was bound to get annoying after a while. She found an empty seat near the back and flopped down in it. The classroom filled up and the lesson began.
Rubbish. It was the only word that could describe the class. "Rubbish." Zende voiced the thought quitelty to herself, and pulled out a mini notebook and started doodling in it.
"I thought so myself," Said a girl next to her. Not expecting anyone to be sitting there, Zende jumped and looked over.
"It's pointless really." Zende shrugged. "I'm Zende. I just transferd here."
"Silver," she smiled, "where'd you transfer from, then?"
"Jascous.. it's in Scotland." Zende answered. "My parents started working for the Ministry... So we had to move closer."
"Welcome to Hogwarts, my dear." Silver answered, mocking the Professor. Trelawney.
"Thanks, my dear." Zende laughed, also mocking the professor.
"Now, if you would all gaaaze into your crystal balls..." Trelawney babbled on.
"I assure you, you will fall into a deep sleep caused by boredom." Zende mocked quietly, only so Silver could hear.
Silver tried to hold in the laughter, and out of nowhere, Professor Trelawney appeared beside them. "My dears!" she said peering at them, apparently oblivious to the notebook Zende was doodling in the whole time. "What do you see?" she asked.
Silver looked into the crystal ball and put on a concentrating face. "I see me falling asleep, right about.." then she dropped her head on the table and started to snore, causing the whole class to laugh.
"Alright, class, that's enough." Trelawney then looked over at Zende. "Tell me, what do you see?"
Zende just smirked. "I see that this class is a bunch of balonge."
Trelawney just walked past them and continued talking like nothing had happened. When she walked away, Silver sat up, her and Zende started to have a laughing fit. Not much longer after that, the class was over. Silver and Zende got their stuff together and headed down the winding stair case laughing about what happened in class. When they were in the middle of their laughing fit, Silver heard her name being called. She looked up the spiral staircase to see who it was. It was Harry.
"Silver, Silver, wait up!" Silver stood in place, waiting for Harry to catch up with them, followed by Ron.
"That was bloody brilliant," Ron said with a huge grin.
"That was too funny, Silver, but honestly, I think you need to stop hanging around Fred and George so much," Harry laughed.
"Awe, why would I want to do that? I love those guys!" laughed Silver. She heard a throat clearing itself. "Oh, by the way, guys, this is Zende, she just transfered from Jascous in Scotland. Zende, this is Harry," she punched him lightly in the arm, "my brother...not by blood, and Ron, my one best friend."
Ron looked at Silver, "You're one best friend?" He grinned, "I'm your only friend? I feel so touched!"
Rolling her eyes, Silver looked at Ron, "You know what I mean."
Zende shook Harry's and Ron's hands, "Nice too meet you both." They both agreed by nods and 'me too.'
"Oh great, double potions," Ron said with a sound of sarcastic thrillness.
"I dreaded this moment," Harry said, as they made their way to the dungens.
"Is it that bad?" Silver asked
"Totally," Ron said. "We have it with the Slytherins. And Snape just favors them."
Harry rolled his eyes, "If I could not take that class, I would."
Zende looked at the two boys, "Snape is the teacher that everyone hates right?" They nodded. "And the Slytherins?"
"Thinks way to highly of themselves, and rubs it in other peoples faces. And I swear they have the most wealthiest parents, too," Ron interjected.
They finally made their way to the dungens and found seats together toward the back. Silver spotted Draco sitting in his seat, doodling. She tried not to look too obvious by stairing at him and sat down in between Harry and Ron. Hermione showed up just then. "And what do you think you're doing?" she said to Silver.
"Sitting, what does it look like I'm doing?" Silver snapped. At that moment, Snape came in, and Hermione sat down in an instant.
Zende didn't need the introduction to recognise Harry. It wasn't by the scar - that she avoided glancing at. She figured Harry hated when people would look at it the first time they met him. She knew she'd hate it after a while. - Her parents were good friends of the Potter's, she had seen a few pictures of them. Harry looked exacly like his dad.
Within the first ten minutes of class, Zende could completely understand why everyone hated it, and Snape. It was dreadfully long and ended with a pile of homework to do. However, Hermoine wasn't the only Griffindor to answer 90% of the questions now. Zende knew a fair amount - having a friend back home that was fairly interested in it. Harry was whining about the amount of homework he got would cut into his Quidditch practice when he got cut off.
"Got a new fanclub member, Potter?" They heard from behind, on the way out of the room.
"Bugger off, Malfoy." Ron rolled his eyes.
"Another mudblood lover, I see..." Malfoy smirked, eyeing Zende up and down. Hermoine scowled at Malfoy from beside Zende but Malfoy took no notice of her.
"Another brainless Oaf, I see." Zende replied. She heard Ron snicker behind her, trying not to laugh. "I guess every school has one."
"How dare you!" Malfoy groweld at Zende, advancing forward threateningly. "I'll-"
Zende cut him off. "You'll what? Run to daddy?"
Malfoy couldn't respond. He just glared at Zende for a few minutes, and then stomped off with his two sidekicks. Ron blinked at Zende and grinned with amusement.
"That was brilliant!" He said, laughing. "Brainless Oaf. Perfect."
"I say it like I see it," Zende shrugged, as though it was the simplest answer and it explained it all.
"Well, I don't know about you," Hermoine said loftly, changing the subject. "But I'm goin to the library."
Silver just shrugged."You do that." and she flopped down beside Zende at the Gryffindore table after Hermoine left.
"So how come you had to transfer schools?" Ron asked out of nowhere. Harry noticeably poked Ron in the side, as though it was rude to ask.
"Mum and dad work in the Ministry," Zende answered. "We lived too far for them to get there everyday."
"What do they do, then?" Silver asked.
"They're Aurors. Very loyal to Dumbledore. Always wanted to send me here, but it was too far until now." Zende answered, tahen looked at Harry. "Good friends of your parents too, Harry."
Before anyone could ask another question, Silver's name was shouted at the end of the hall. Two identical red-haird boys - much like Ron, were walking up the Hall and over to the gang.
"Anyone up for a Puking Pastille and get out of next class?" One of the twins asked.
"Our next class is Care of Magical Creatures, Fred." Ron said. "Like we'd wanna miss Hagrid's class!"
"Puking Pastilles?" Zende raised an eyebrow.
"Our very on invention." One twin said proudly. "with the help of Silver."
"Best way to get out of class." the other twin finished.
Silver jumped up. "I'll do it!"
"You're going to miss Hagrids class?" Ron asked, surprsied.
"Well, I figured, he's least likely to hold a grudge against me if I missed it. And, I've been dying to try one of these." Silver answerd with a grin. "Zende, this is Fred and George. Ron's older brothers."
"Hello," They both said at the same time. Zende greeted them with a smile and handshake.
"Zende just transferd here from Scotland." Silver informed them. She looked back at Zende. "Will you cover for me?" She asked.
"Yeah, sure. As long as we skip Divination next time." Zende said.
"Deal. Thanks!" Silver said, happily.
"C'mon, we're gonna be late." Harry said, getting up. All of them - and later joined by Hermoine, headed outside.
While walking and talking and laughing about nothing really, Silver pocketed the Puking Pastille in her pocket. "These better work, or Fred and George are going to pay," she laughed.
"You know, I want to try one too, but not right now. Maybe for Potions or something," nodded Ron.
As Hermione came bopping along, meeting them almost all the way there, she spoke up, over hearing Ron and Silver, "You aren't going to take one, are you Silver? I mean, you could get into a lot of trouble. And this is Hagrid's class."
Silver spun on Hermione, "Hermione! Just stop it! Ok? Just mind your own business. Alright? We can't get along, have never gotten along, and I very well don't think we will ever get along. So do me a favor and just stay out of my business. We aren't friends! So I don't want to hear your opinion!" Silver practically yelled, flailing her arms. Just as she got done giving it to Hermione, Draco and his 'gang' showed up. He just grinned and clapped.
"Didn't think you had it in ya, Black. Well done," he said with a wink and took off like nothing had happened. Silver, and the others, just stood there with dumbfounded looks on their faces.
"How dare he speak to me!" Silver said disgusted, but deep inside, she wanted to jump for joy. Draco Malfoy just complimented her. Of all people. A Gryffindor. Something just wasn't right.
"Want me to kill him for you, Sil? I will. I'll do it with my bare hands," Harry said through clentched teeth watching Draco walk down to Hagrid's hut.
Ron piped in completely dumbstruck, "But he didn't do anything to her, I think her."
"I think he did too," Silver said, shaking the thought out of her head and continued down to Hagrid's.
Ron, Harry and Zende caught up with Silver. Hermione stayed back, too ticked to even speak. "He goes off and insults me, but compliments you?" Zende laughed, joking around. "I'm sorry, but isn't it like some rule, that the Slytherins are just friends with Slytherins and hates the other houses, especially Gryffindor?" she said trying to clear things up.
Silver, Ron and Harry all nodded at the same time. "That's why we're all shocked," Silver said as they reached Hagrid's. Silver grinned as Hagrid came out from his hut. Taking the orange side of the Puking Pastille, she started to puke at once. People started to back away and turn as white as a ghost at the sight of Silver. Harry and Ron tried not to laugh or crack a grin. Zende just had a grossed out look her face. From a little distance away, they heard Draco laugh hysterically. Hagrid looked over at the gagging sound and realized it was Silver. He went over to her and asked if she was alright then told her to go to the Hospital Wing. All Silver could do was nod. When Hagrid wasn't looking, Silver grinned and winked at the three, before puking again walking straight past Malfoy, who was grinning at her.
She finally got up and away from the class and took the purple half of the Pastille, which immediantly made her stop puking, then made a face. "Gross." Then headed to the place where Fred and George and herself always go to be alone. When she had made sure no one was around, she dodged for the spot on the third floor behind a set of bookcases. "Fred and George Weasley is sexy," Silver recited the password. Of course, it was Fred and George's idea. Silver couldn't protest, or it would have been 'Silver Black is a sexy mama.' She got inside, looking around for the two guys. "Honeys, I'm home!"
"Oh, there you are dear!" George said.
"We were getting worried!" Fred grinned. Silver just laughed.
"So did they work?" they both asked.
Silver gave them a look as if they were stupid, "No, it didn't and I got out of class."
"Oh, that sucks. How'd you get out of...oh!" George realized, slapping his head. "Nevermind anything I was going to say!" Fred and Silver just laughed at him and set to work.
After Silver left, the class continued to chop up food for an odd beetle like creature. "You think you could help me with that Potions homework after?" Harry asked Zende hopefully. "I've got quidditch practice..Wood says he has some new plans worked out - so we can't miss the meeting." Zende finished ripping up whatever the food was and let the beetle go at it, and looked at Harry.
"Sure, I'll help." She said. "we could sit by the field if you'd like, then all you'd have to do is just go right to the meeting after."
"That sounds good," Harry smiled and finished let the beetle-thing go at the food. Ron turned around, not too far away from them.
"Think you could help me too?" he asked. Zende nodded, but before she could answer, Hagrid came over.
"'Allo 'Arry." He said, cheerfully.
"Hello Hagrid." Harry answered, keeping an eye on his beetle-thing.
"Hagrid, tell me... Why are we taking care of these things...?" Ron asked.
"They're for professor Sprout. Good little buggers for the garden." he answered. Ron just nodded and continued chopping.
"They're just as gross as spiders." Ron shuddered.
"Ron's terrified of spiders. Made a boggart turn into one with rollerskates." Harry said to Zende, and laughed. "Hagrid, this is Zende, she transfered here from Scotland."
"Hello Zende," Hagird smiled. Zende greeted Hagrid back, and not long after that, Hagrid left to check on the other students. After that, all they had to do was get the beetle-things into jars. Which took up the rest of the class. It wasn't as easy as it sounded.
"Zende," Harry said somewhat quietly, while everyone was leaving the class. Zende turned around to talk to him. "How well did your parents know my mum & dad?" He asked, walking slowly back to the school.
"Quite well, actually. Moreso after school, though." She told him, quietly.
"Really?" He asked. Zende just nodded.
"They knew them the last year of school and on..." She said. "They never really told me much...But we have a few pictures. And you--"
"look exacly like my dad." Harry finsished. "Except for the eyes, I know. Everyone who knew them says that." They walked quietly for a while until he spoke up again. "You think I could meet your parents some day?" He asked.
"Anytime you want, Harry." Zende smiled at him. "On one condition,"
"Whats that?" Harry asked, raising an eyebrow.
"You teach me to play Quidditch." She finished. She laughed alittle bit at Harry's surprised look. "I've been wanting to play, but I've never stayed in a school long enough to make a team."
"Deal." Harry agreed, after they walked into the Common room.
George said he suddenly had something to do so he left Silver and Fred alone. "He's been doing that lately, and he won't even tell me what it is!" Fred said with a slight frown.
"Maybe it's something he's afraid you wouldn't like, or," Silver couldn't help but grin, "he could have a secret girlfriend."
Fred just looked at Silver as if she were nuts, "No! No, he would never do anything like that. No, he just can't!"
"Ok, fine. If you can prove to me that, that's not George's little secret then, I will do anything you tell me too. Or if I can prove you wrong, then you'll have to do whatever I say, or whatever I can think of," Silver said with a smirk.
"You got yourself a deal," Fred said grinning like mad. "Let's go prove you wrong Silvy baby!" Fred said leading the way back to the hallway. Silver just laughed knowing that she was right. For a while Silver and Fred snuck around the school trying to find George. Finally, they came upon an empty classroom and saw George and Alisha Spinnet making out ontop of a desk. At first Silver's jaw hung to the floor, but then started to laugh quietly to herself at the look on Fred's face and the fact that she was right. After a few minutes of gaping at his twin brother and his secret girlfriend, she pulled Fred away and started to laugh.
"What did I tell you Freddie Bear? I was right," Silver grinned, "Georgie Peorgie got himself a girlfriend."
"But, how could he not tell me about her! Alisha Spinnet of all people!" Fred said throwing up his hands.
"Don't ask me, he probably thought you would think it was stupid or something. Just talk to him when you two are alone. I'm sure he'll tell you. Or, he'll just deny it," she answered her giant of a friend as they walked around the castle.
"Yeah I guess. We'll I'm going to go to the common room now, I'm getting kind of tired," Fred said with a yawn.
"Alright, just remember," she said grinning, "you owe me."
"Yeah, yeah," Fred grinned and walked away back to the common room.
After Fred was out of sight, Silver kept on walking around the castle, not yet wanting to go to the common room. She had a few more hours to get back there. 5th years and over doesn't have to be back at their common rooms until nine. Walking and thinking, Silver hadn't noticed she was being followed and watched from afar until she was knocked out of her thoughts by a huge crash coming somewhere in the direction she had just came. Slowly, Silver retraced her steps to find out what had happened. When she got to where the noise had come from, there was no mess and no nobody. She started to walk again, when this time she felt a pair of eyes burning into her back. Without warning, she spun around to face her stalker. Malfoy. Why the heck was he following her?
"Just what do you think you're doing?" Silver said with narrowed eyes.
"Walking the halls, I have every right as you do," Malfoy said with a sneer, coming closer to her. "Is that some kind of rule now? That only Silver Black is allowed to walk the halls? I didn't think so."
"Did I say that? No. But I do have a problem with you following me. This is a huge castle, I'm sure there's plenty of other places to walk around, just not the one's I'm in!" Silver got right up to his face.
"Are you sure you're even a Gryffindor?" Draco said cooling down abit, as if she were a Slytherin like him.
"Yes, I'm a Gryffindor," Silver said, remember that she was to be in Slytherin.
Draco backed off a bit, "There's something different about you, Black, and I can't figure out what it is. But I like it," he smirked, which sent shivers and chills up and down Silver's spine.
"Could be the fact that I was supposed to be in Slytherin," she let slip out, not even realizing it until she saw the look on Draco's face.
"You were supposed to be in Slytherin? And why aren't you in Slytherin?" he asked, eyeing her up and down.
"I don't know, just at last minute the Sorting Hat put me in Gryffindor. Why are you asking so many questions?" Silver asked, trying to keep her cool. She wanted to get out of there as fast as she could before she did something she'd regret. Or would she?
"You know, Silver, that was a brilliant thing you did to Granger today," Draco grinned, running a finger down her arm. She watched his finger go up and down. She trembled. Not a bad tremble, but the kind she wouldn't mind doing again.
Silver tried to keep her cool, without stuttering. "Yeah? So? What's it to you? We don't get along and I can't stand her."
"It was still brilliant. I don't think anyone has told off Granger before," he grinned that sexy, to-die-for smile. All she could do was shrug. "Well then, I better be off, I have other things to do," he grinned again, leaning into her ear and ran his lips over it, "I'll see you later." He pulled away from her and lifted his eyebrows once, like he always does. Then with that he was gone. Leaving Silver very confused. After a minute or so of standing there, she finally collected herself and went back to the common room. To her suprise it was almost empty but Harry and Zende was sitting on one of the leather couches talking.
"Alright, well, I've got to go change into game robes." Harry said, and stood up. Not long after Silver had arrived.
"I'll wait." Zende nodded, and Harry headed up the stairs.
"What was that about?" Silver asked, sitting in the chair Harry had left. "Quidditch practice doesn't start for like, another hour or so."
"I'm helping him with Potions homework by the field," Zende told her, shrugging.
"I see," Silver nodded, and then laughed alittle. "I bet it annoys Hermoine that shes not the only smart one now."
Zende nodded. "Probably. Whats up with you two anyway?"
"Shes always hated me ever since the first day," Silver shrugged. "Guess she's just jealous she's not the only girl anymore."
"Well, I guess I'm hated too then," Zende laughed.
"How did you know so much about Potions, anyway?" Silver asked out of nowhere, curiously.
"A friend back home was interested in it... helped me in class and wouldn't stop talking about it."
"Sounds like Harry and Quidditch." Silver laughed.
Just then, Ron walked in with a huge grin on him like he had been laughing the whole way there. Silver raised an eyebrow at him. "Fred's just told me about George." Ron explained, "Fred was on his way over here when I met him in the hall. Then we saw George after... Looking a bit...er...messy? I think Fred went to go spy on him some more." Silver burst into laughter and it was Zende's turn to raise an eyebrow.
"George has a secret girlfriend." Silver explained, shortly after, Harry appeared in the room."But don't say anything that you guys know....Yet"
"George?....secret....girlfriend?" His jaw hit the floor, and he almost dropped his broom in surprise. Silver nodded and started laughing again.
It was now Ron's turn to raise an eyebrow. "Why are you in game robes, Harry? Practice isn't for another hour."
"I know." Harry shrugged. "We were going to the field to work on Potions until the practice. 'Member Ron?"
"Oh, Right. Yeah," Ron nodded. "Mind if I join in on the study date?" he teased. Zende went a bit pink but didn't mind the sound of it, and Silver just smirked at her quitely.
"Alright," Zende nodded and looked at Silver. "Wanna join too?" She shrugged.
"Maybe in a bit. I want to bug George, first." Silver laughed.
As the three of them left for the field, Ron stopped and turned around suddenly grinning out of nowhere. "Take them with you to the field. We can all break news to George that we know." and he quickly caught up to Harry and Zende.
Silver couldn't help but laugh as they walked out of the portrait hole. She stayed in her seat as she waited for Fred to come up to the common room. Not even five minutes later, he came bopping in. "Fred! Fred! Fred!" Silver grinned walking up to him, "Where's Georgie Peorgie now?"
"He's in the same place," Fred said with a smirk.
"I think we need to give him a hard time," she couldn't keep from smirking. Just then George came though the portrait hole. Fred and Silver both turned to look, noticing George, and grinned.
George looked at the two weirdly. "What?" He ran a hand through his hair to slick it back.
"How's Alisha doing?" Silver said.
"She's doing.." George turned pale. "How'd you know I was with Alisha?"
Fred was smirking like mad, "We saw you two," then all of a sudden Fred grabbed Silver and started to make out with her, to show George rather than say it. Once Fred pulled away from Silver, both George and Silver were standing there gapping. "THAT'S what me and Silver saw." He saw the two staring at him, "What?" Silver just shook her head trying to forget about it.
"Yeah, uh..we saw you and Alisha having a bit of fun," Silver tried to smirk. She was in too much shock.
"Oh, be quiet," George said pouting. "I think it's about time I have a girlfriend and grow up a little."
Fred looked a bit hurt, "You're saying we're not mature?!"
George just shrugged, "I'm a bit tired so I'm going to go lay down."
"Oh, no you don't," Silver said grabbing onto each of the twins. "You're coming with us." With that she lead the three of them out to the field where Ron, Harry and Zende were.
"Guys! Look what we've found," she grinned. All three of them looked up from their study, and grinned as they were greeted by George.
"Georgie, baby," Harry said grinning like a mad man, "did you have a little bit of fun, earlier?"
"Geeze, does everybody know?" George said getting a bit aggrivated.
"Only us," Zende said with a grin.
"You know, I'm not the only one with a secret," George smirked so evilly, no one knew what was about to happen. "Fred was telling me what he saw when he saw me, and he did this," did the exact same thing as Fred did to Silver and pulled away rather quickly, "to Silver."
Silver just stood there, then stomped a foot. "AH! What is it with you people lately!!" Then she slammed herself on the ground in front of the tree. Ron just sat there while Harry was glaring at the twins, especially Fred. "I'll kick your ass if you do anything to her again! I mean it."
Zende just sat there too, kind of not knowing what to do. Everything was happening too weirdly.