"Denying the past..."

D/C: J. K. Rowling owns Harry Potter.... Not me....

Chapter 2: Starting Off On the Wrong Foot

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One was a girl with dark brown almost curly hair. She smiled broadly as she leaned against Harry. On the other side was a girl with red hair. She had her elbow on the table with her head resting on her hand. She smiled at the couple as they talked. Chrystal couldn't help but raise one eyebrow as she looked but after a while she redirected her glance so as not to look suspecious.

A boy with bleached blonde hair walked by then and spilt his pumpkin juice on Chrystal. She moved not, but her eyes went up and glared at him.

"I am so....Sorry..." he said with a look on his face that made it obviouse that he was holding back his laughter.

His other friends were in a frenzy of laughter. Chrystal glared up at the boy without blinking. Her cat eyes almost hypnotizing but more so demonic. Chrystal removed her wand from her pocket all the while keeping her eyes on this boy. He leaned back as she did so but she wished not to start anything as he suspected. She glanced behind him seeing Harry watching as well as the other two girls and three quarters of the entire great hall. Chrystal did a spell that cleaned herself off then she replaced her wand. The boy let out a laugh then walked down and sat a fair distance away from her.

"She should've cursed him..." said the girl with red hair. Harry laughed at this but Chrystal merely sighed.

She took out a piece of parchment that held her schedule from her back pocket and glanced down at it. She had potions next and this would prove to be quite intresting.

Chrystal left early so as not to get trampled by the mob of students. The blonde haired boy had followed her but left his 'body guards' behind. He caught up to her and put a hand on her shoulder, spinning her around. Chrystal kept her unblinking stare strong.

"I don't like your attitude girl," he said as he pushed her slightly.

"I have a name, Malfoy..." she spoke through clenched teeth as she continued to glare. "And I can see where you get you're respect from... You're father is just as lowly..."

His eyes widened and he looked her over.

"How do you know my father!?"

"I'm afraid that I don't like your attitude, Draco..." she said immitating him.

Draco glared and suddenly went to back hand Chrystal but she caught his wrist and squeezed it tightly.

"Don't try me...Boy..." she spoke although she had an amused expression on her face. Maybe it was a mixture between the surprise and pain on Draco's face. Who knew? Chrystal twisted his arm up behind his back. Draco let out a low yelp of pain and some of the kids walked out of the great hall. Chrystal let go immidiatly before too many kids saw her. Afterall she did want to keep the innocent persona going. Draco twirled around and glared at Chrystal even more.

"'Later..." she said sweetly to him then turned and headed toward the dungeons for potions class.

Draco continued to glare even as she walked away. Chrystal glanced over her shoulder back at Draco and smirked evily. His glare faded and he turned around to face the crowd that had come out of the great hall.

"What are you looking at?!" he yelled at them causing him to get some wierd looks back. Draco scoffed and headed to his next class. Chrystal merely smiled.