This is my first fic!! Please give me some comments. I know I have a lot of grammar mistakes. I'm not really good with grammars. Enjoy reading. Thx!!

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Chapter 1 : Lyra Vega

Potions with Slytherins. The day finally finished, with Snape assigning homework for the weekend. "I want a nine foot essay on 'The Effects of Muteherbs'. Due November 1." Everyone groaned, because it was the day after the Halloween Dance. "Make the essay ten foot. Class dismissed, except for Potter, Granger, and Weasley. And can Miss Vega please see me." Everyone dashed toward the door and left quickly, except Harry, Hermione, and Ron, who had detention for being late to class.

Lyra Vega walked calmly up to Snape. No one really knows her. She doesn't have friends, maybe because she's in Slytherin. Her witch hat is always kept low, letting her face in the shadows. No one knows what she looks like. She has been like that since the beginning of the year. Many people, especially the girls from Slytherin, spread rumours saying that she looks really ugly. That's why she always has her hat kept low. Surprisingly, people accept that as true.

Half an hour have passed. Lyra already left and Snape is still marking papers, "You may leave now." He said, without lifting his head. Detention is finally over.

"I've got to go. Quidditch practice." Harry said, as he grabbed his bag and ran out the door.

"Hey Harry..." Hemione started running after him, "The Halloween Dance is coming, and I was wondering – "

Hermione didn't get to finish when a voice called to them, "Wait up, you guys."

"Sorry Ron. Quidditch practice. See you guys later." Harry started running again. He was already late because Snape have kept him for detention.

"But..." Hermione sighs.

Ron and Hermione walked together slowly along the quiet corridor to the Gryffindor's Common Room.

"Um... Hermione..."

"Yes."

"I was wondering... er... if the Halloween Dance was next week?" Ron asked awkwardly.

"Yup." Hermione noticed that Ron might want to ask her to the dance, but she wanted to ask Harry. She didn't want to let a friend down, so she forced a smile, and simply said, "Why don't we go together as three, like the years before?"

Ron was a bit disappointed, but he is still glad that he is going with Hermione. "Ok! That's great!"

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Lyra lied on her four poster bed. She has been thinking a lot these days. There are many things she wanted and needed to find out. Inside her locked drawer, was an old box with beautiful engravements. It reminded her of the day when she needed to live with her uncle. Thinking of her uncle angers her.

Lyra stopped thinking and fell into a deep sleep.

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It is the day of the dance. The Halloween Dance wasn't a formal dance. You do not have to wear a costume, but many choose to wear a costume just for fun.

Lyra sat on one of the sofa at the Slytherin Common Room. It was always quiet in the Slytherin Common Room, but it.was extremely quiet today, since everyone was in their dorms getting ready for the dance.

'Maybe I will go to the dance and just sit around. Nothing to do anyways.' sighs Lyra thought. Its not like she don't want friends, but it just that no one wants to be her friend.

Students began filing out of the common room when the clock struck seven. After all the Slytherins left, Lyra started walking to the dance too. She decided not to wear costume, but she still had her hat kept low.

Lyra got there about the same time as everyone else. She headed towards the tables, once she got there. She sat down alone and watched others have fun. She got use to being alone. No one really notice her.

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The trio, (Harry, Ron, Hermione) had also just arrived. They saw that Lyra was sitting all by herself.

"Hey, look." Ron pointed toward Lyra, who was sitting there drinking punch.

"She's such a loner."

"I know."

"Why don't we go there and say hi." Hermione suggested.

"Are you crazy? She's a 'Slytherin'."

"Ron, just because she is a Slytherin, doesn't mean we can't say hi."

"Fine."

The trio walk over to Lyra, "May we sit down?"

Lyra looked puzzled, normally, people wouldn't notice her. "Um... sure."

They sat down with Lyra between Hermione and Ron and Harry beside Hermione. There was this awkward silence. No body know what to say. The trio never have actually sat and talked with a Slytherin.

"So... maybe we should introduce ourselves. I'm Harry, this is Hermione, and this is Ron."

"Hi. I'm Lyra."

They sat there for a moment, in silence, Hermione tried to get them in a conversation, "So, have you guys done your Potion's essay, it's due tomorrow you know and it have to be ten feet long. I've done ten feet nine already, I've could have done more, but then I have to get ready for the dance."

"Er..." Harry looked down.

"Ah..." Ron turned and look somewhere else.

"Um..." Lyra started drinking her punch.

"You mean you all didn't finish it yet!! It's due tomorrow you know!! Lyra, your like one of the top student in the class. How could you not finish it yet??"

Lyra was silent for a second, "So, um, what do you think about...... Quidditch?"

Both Harry and Ron looked toward Lyra, "I love it. It's like the best sport."

"You like it too?"

"Yup. It's so cool." Lyra is glad that someone was actually talking to her.

"The Chudley Cannons are the best!!"

Harry, Ron, and Lyra talked for hours about Quidditch, while Hermione sat there, bored.

When the dance was over, Lyra have became better friends with Harry, Hermione, and Ron. Lyra and Harry had a lot in common, she talked to Harry the most, while Ron and Hermione was dancing.

"It was so interesting talking to her. She's a really nice person."

"Sounds like you really like her, Harry." Ron teased.

Harry sighs, "But I still can't really see what she looks like. Her witch hat is always in the way."

"You know the rumours about she looking really ugly that she doesn't show her face."

"Ron! Don't be mean. Her voice sounds really cute."

"I was just kidding, Harry. Don't get all fussy about it."

"Ahem." Hermione was trying to get some attention. "Ahem!" A little louder this time.

Both Harry and Ron turned to Hermione.

"You know, you guys still have that Muteherbs essay to do."

They gulped. It is due tomorrow and Potions is their first class.

"Well, we can do it, Lyra didn't finish yet too. And she gets 'Outstanding' marks like Hermione."

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"Watch where your going Malfoy!" He sneered, as he purposely bumped into Draco.

"What do you want, Flint?" a voice said coldly.

"You still think you're the Hogwart's Sex God, eh?" Flint have always been jealous of Draco, because all the girls in Hogwarts want Draco to be theirs.

"With your face, no wonder no girls come near you." Goyle snickered at Flint.

Flint stepped toward Golye, "So that's what you guys think, eh? You want to bet?"

"To see how many girls would not even look or talk to you?" Crabbe shot back. Goyle burst into laughters.

Flint was furious now. "I bet I can get any girl of your choice to have sex with me!!"

"And if you fail...?"

"I would do anything you tell me to. But if I CAN, then Malfoy there, will need to announce to the whole school that he his gay and will never like any of the girls in this school. Deal?"

"Deal." Goyle answered. Draco almost choked on the punch he's drinking. He never said anything about agreeing on that bet. Goyle thought for a moment, "And the girl will be Vega."

Flint walked off.

Draco immediately punched Goyle in the face. "Who said that I'm agreeing on this bet!!!??" Draco was outraged. "Now get out of my sight!!"

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- Mystic Snow