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Oh, this was co-written by my sister, Tabi-chan, well mostly ch1, but ya get the picture

Ch2- Conflict Between Sisters

Harry was walking through the corridors, not doing much of anything, just walking. He heard a crash from the hospital wing and it sparked his attention, seeing as there was only one other student present, so he rounded a corner and saw Adelle stalking angrily down the hallway.

"What?" she snapped. Her clothes were the same from the previous night, only the color had changed to a deep emerald color with silver instead of gold.

"Nothing, I just heard a crash, and..." Harry had begun, not sure why he suddenly had a feeling of danger.

"So you thought you would be nosy," she finished. Harry nodded and Adelle walked past him. Harry walked in a fast stride to keep up with the girl.

"Not really," Harry said. Adelle stopped and stared at him, giving him a look to make his blood run cold. "Ok, yeah, I was."

"That's what I thought. Do you know when my 'tour guide' is supposed to be here?" Adelle asked.

"Um, I could be your tour guide," Harry offered.

"What house are you in?" Adelle asked.

"Gryffindor," Harry replied, unsure why she was asking.

"I'm Slytherin, and I want the top sixth year Slytherin. Now, I must find Albus," Adelle said. Harry followed her silently, unknowingly why, until they reached corner by the staircase near the entrance hall. "Ah, I know where I am at now, you may leave me," Adelle said to Harry, Harry stayed put and watched her walk down the stairs.

As Harry peered around the corner, he saw Professor Dumbledore walking with Lucius and Draco Malfoy. Harry could not fathom why they were there. "Hello Adelle, this is Lucius Malfoy and his son, Draco Malfoy," Professor Dumbledore introduced, although sounding not too happy with them there.

"Hello, I am the Grand Lady Adelle Vanessë Kaio Brezchnev. You may call me Adelle, Vanessë, or Miss Brezchnev," Adelle introduced, sounding very elegant, royal, pomous, and other such likeness that appealed to the Malfoy's.

"Grand Lady?" Lucius asked with a raised eyebrow.

"Yes, it was my mother's title. She recently passed away," Adelle said with a more fake sounding sadness.

"Yes, well. Young Malfoy, I trust you will show Miss Brezchnev around and teach her the Hogwarts ropes?" Professor Dumbledore asked, still not sounding too pleased with the situation.

"Yes, I shall. Professor Dumbledore, father, I shall begin her tour now," Draco said, trying to sound big and important. Harry could feel the anger and the jealousy rise into his chest.

"A pleasure meeting you Mr. Malfoy. I trust we shall be meeting again?" Adelle asked.

"Prehaps, Grand Lady," Lucius said. Harry watched as Lucius bowed to kiss her hand, then promptly leaving. Harry wandered how he escaped from Azkaban, and why Professor Dumbledore allowed him and his son onto the school grounds.

Harry stayed still until Professor Dumbledore had left to his office and Adelle and Draco had left in the direction of the dungeons before he continued on his own exploration that led him into the kitchens, then to go ask Dumbledore about wha he had witnessed...

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Later that night
Malachi snuck out of the medical wing quickly, looking around warily for the annoying nurse who was currently pissed off at her for not taking any of the medicines that she wanted her to take. She wasn't about to go and trust any old person. With lots of silent grumbling, she made it to a very shadowed place where she stripped out of the flimsy grown and changed into her werewolf form.

True to most foke lore, her wolf form was larger than most wolves, but because of her half breed status, she was the runt of the pack. Always having to do what others said, at least those who were older than her...well, that law really didn't apply to her, but that was beside the point. She was a halfbreed and therefore something to look down upon. Really what was the world coming to?

Silently she stole into the forest, not really giving a care to what might be in it. Sure she knew that there had to be some kind of magic, but she really didn't believe in the kind that those nutters she'd just left wanted her to believe in. Mostly the only magic she knew of, was in magical beasts. As night grew on and clouds gathered in the sky, Malachi changed back to her human persona so that she could climb over some rocks that a normal werewolf wouldn't have been able too on four legs. Not caring a lick about walking around butt naked, she climbed the stones, sliding down a slightly muddy incline. It had obviously been raining on and off during the day. When she was safe near the bottom, she looked around out of habit, trying to sense weather any magical beings were near her or not.

The attack came too swift for her to understand until she was on her back, shoulder screaming in agony. Her already injured arm didn't want to cooperated with her as it collapsed underneath her body, sending it crashing to the ground every time she tried to sit up. Dazed, she just lay there, listening to the voices decide her fate.

"Another human! This one is not a child, I can sense the years and wisdom of her being. Why does the human walk around without their strange coverings?" one demanded.

"We should kill it! If it is not a young one, we should kill it! They trespass in our forest! We have warned them! They should have heeded it, we must make an example out of it!" another snarled.

"I didn't know centaurs were so blood thirsty," Malachi whispered softly, finally sitting up. She didn't bother to stand, cradling her limp arm to her chest, knowing it was displaced and that she would have to replace it.

"You dare speak to us human!" the last voice that had spoken spoke again.

"Yeah, I dare," she growled back. "If I'm a human, than your nothing but a dumb magical beast!" she shot back.

"How dare you! I say we kill it now!" another voice snarled.

"If you had listened to what the creature said, than you would see that it is not, indeed human," Ronan answered. "Did you not hear what it said, Bane. If it was a human, than we are dumb magical beasts. It knows that we are not dumb, therefore it insisted that it is not human..." Ronan explained to Bane.

"It is a she, and she is called Malachi," Malachi grumped, pouting slightly as she finally stood. Wrenching her arm, her face took on a look of slight pain as it popped back into place. "I'm a werewolf halfbreed," she explained. "And if you wish to be insulted, all you had to do was ask, you didn't have to go and insult my intelligence as well, sayin I'm some stupid human..." Malachi grumbled, glaring at Bane.

"Our apologies, Malachi, you looked and sensed like a human," he explained.

"And Jupiter is dim tonight," she nodded, as if it happened everyday. Startled, the centaurs looked up at the sky, eyes slightly wide.

"A powerful force shall sweep the land and all in it's bath but three shall die," Malachi whispered, voice having suddenly gone hoarse.

"What was that?" Bane demanded. His harsh voice snapped her out of her daze and she managed to blink, actually remember her words.

"Nothing, I don't know why I said that, probably some long lost memory I'd missed remembering...or something," Malachi trailed off, turning and walking toward a patch of land where she could see the sky better.

"Yes," she continued on, "a great tragedy will befall the school."

"But that doesn't explain why you are here," bane said neutrally, in fear of any tongue lashings she might have.

"Oh, that has to do with my supposed sister. She has this crazy idea that I'm related to a vampire," she said airily.

"You are you stupid wolf. To prove your idiocy even more, you left Hogwarts for some untold reason, also leaving a trail of blood. Do you forget that I can sense even the tiniest hint of blood at this particular time?" Adelle said, suddenly appearing from behind.

Malachi jumped a good five feet into the air and landed on her arm, dislocating it yet again, with the sudden sound of her sisters' voice, but quickly recovered, thinking "Wait, when did I start thinking of her as my sister?"

"You moronic leech! Never sneak up on me again!" Malachi yelled, laying on her back trying to catch her breath, and holding her arm in place.

"Ooo, big words for a flea bitten mutt. Be careful not to choke on them now," Adelle said to Malachi as though she were a small child.

"Buzz off, you frozen corpse," Malachi growled.

"Oh, so you wanna play that game?" Adelle said, her eyes flashed dangerously.

Ronan stepped between the girls, "Maladies, unfortunately we do not have the entire night to continue this...interesting conversation. So, if you do not have any real business here, then we must ask you to leave."

"Yes, I think we shall return to the castle, and get her properly healed," Adelle said to the naked girl. She reached down and hauled the injured female to her feet.

"I could have gotten up by myself," she growled.

"It would have taken too long," Adelle replied and gave a wave of her hand and a full body dress similar to Adelle's was on her body.

"Get me out of this bloody dress," Malachi snarled.

"When we get to the castle, unless you prefer to go nude. But then, being the uncivilized, flea bitten mutt that you are, being nude is nothing to you," Adelle said with a smirk, hearing no objection from her sister, only snarls of obsenities. She began to lead her sister from the forest and had made it to the entrance castle before they were met by the headmaster and Professor McGonagall.

"Where were you?" Professor McGonagall demanded, sounding very worried.

"My sister decided to go for a little romp in the woods. I followed the blood trail and found her. Now, be a good sister and stay in the hospital until the nurse says that you may leave," Adelle said to Malachi, still talking to her as though she were a young child or an inferior that doesn't understand her.

"You cannot tell me what to do," Malachi growled.

"Can and I will. Now get moving," Adelle said. Malachi just stood rooted to her spot. Adelle lunged at Malachi, her canines enlarged and bared, hissing in dominance. Taken by surprise, Malachi jumped back.

"Stupid frozen corpse, no good leech!" Malachi cursed at Adelle as she quickly recovered from the mock attack. Professor McGonagall made a move to stop them, but the headmaster stopped her, seeing what the sisters would do.

"Get moving," Adelle said and when Malachi refused to move, "Fine, bleed to death. The wound on your arm reopened in the forest, and whenever you move. It just means I have no competition for mother's state." Adelle walked away, leaving Malachi thoroughly confused and in realization that the moronic leech was right. If she didn't get her arm taken care of, she would bleed to death. Sighing, Malachi walked back to the infirmary.

"Albus, why did you let them do that?" McGonagall asked.

"Because they need to learn to work out their differences, and they cannot if we interfere," Albus replied simply. "You can tell Adelle cares for her sister, even though she does not show it, will not admit it, or knows how to. Malachi, I can already tell doesn't take kindly to insults, and Adelle has also figured that out and uses it to her advantage," the headmaster continued.

Professor McGonagall nodded in agreement, knowing the headmaster was correct. Dumbledore walked in the direction of his office and seeing how late it was dicided to turn in as well...

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Several days later, Malachi was ready to leave the hospital wing. She wandered the corridors, seeing nor sensing any person, she walked without care.

"Hello Miss Snape," Dumbledore said, emerging from behind the gargoyle in front of the staircase to his office.

"Oh, hey," Malachi said, "call me Malachi, please."

"Fair enough. Please, come with me, I must speak with you," Dumbledore said. Detecting that everything was fine, Malachi shrugged and followed him, back up the stairs.

"Yes, sir, what may I do for you?" Malachi asked after the professor asked her to sit down in front of his desk.

"Your sorting. You must be placed in a house and I believe you are ready to do so. You and your sister will be introduced to the school at the start of term, but you do have the choice to be sorted now or later. Both if you wish, only for ceremonial purposes, of course," Professor Dumbledore said. "Your sister has already been sorted," h added.

"Sorted?" Malachi asked.

"Yes, into a house. Your house is where you will sleep, do most of your studying, your change. The school has been enlarged for the protection of all my students. All of the students here, including you," Dumbledore said.

"I'll be sorted now," Malachi said in a small voice, realizing that it was safer to stay, and having nowhere else to go, why deny a free place to stay? Professor Dumbledore nodded and removed the old hat from the shelf and placed it on her head and almost as soon as the hat touched her head, it said, "Gryffindor."

"I'll call for Mr. Potter to show you around," Professor Dumbledore said. He tossed some dust into the fireplace and green flames sprung from nowhere and Professor Dumbledore called for Professor McGonagall.

"Yes?" was the teacher's answer to his call.

"Bring Mr. Potter here. He will be helping Miss Snape adjust to life here at Hogwarts," Professor Dumbledore said. Malachi couldn't here the other teacher's response, but moments later, a boy and the teacher was walking through the door.

"Harry, do you mind showing Miss Snape around, getting her acquainted with life at Hogwarts before term so there is not any confusion?" Professor Dumbledore asked Harry.

"Sure, can Ron and Hermione join me?" Harry questioned.

"Of course, I shall owl Mrs. Weasley. Hermione is staying there again this summer," Professor Dumbledore said. Harry nodded and led Malachi from Professor Dumbledore's office to Gryffindor tower.

"C'mon then, let's head to Gyffindor Tower to get you settled in and whe Ron and Hermione show, we can show you around properly," the boy, who Malachi guessed to be Harry, said.

Dumbledore nodded for her to go, and so she did, following the boy to what was called Gyffindor Tower, whatever that was...

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"Hermione? Hermione? Are you awake?" Mrs. Weasley asked as she slowly opened the door.

"Yeah, I just woke up. My headache is worse, and the body cramps are killer. Somehow I don't think its just my period," Hermione said. Mrs. Weasley turned on the light and let out a shrill scream as she looked at Hermione.

"What mom?" Ron asked, running to the rescue. The Weasley's had congregated at Hermione's door, all too shocked to speak...