Disclaimer: Don't Own. Don't Wish To Own. Don't Sue...please?

A/N: Title for this chapter is 'Your Welcome' not 'You're Welcome' I know how to spell thankyou very much.

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Three - Your Welcome

'Memory Data Journal. 1st August: Great. Not only do the people here mis-pronounce my name, but they've never encountered someone who can Lôcian before. Does that mean that he can't Lôcian either? What if he, like Malfoy decided to keep it secret? What if who I'm looking for is Malfoy? How can I be sure? I doubt that I'd find him so easily. Malfoy seems to have the right traits, the fitting characteristics, but the hair is too different. No, the one I'm looking for has black hair. I better get to sleep, communication with another Sçca is tiring. I haven't done that in a long time.'

Before long, Bulanthya was fast asleep.

Beep. Beep. Beep.

'Sometimes I feel like I'm a computer. programmed with memory storage, a natural programming chip to wake me a 6:30 every morning. Absolutely crap when I want to seem 'normal' to everyone else. Must get up now. Damn compulsive disorder.'

At the dining hall, the students were having breakfast and receiving their timetables for the year. Bulanthya quietly sipped her coffee in solitude. Lessons started at nine so she had about an hour left so decided to go back to the dorms so she could get started on building a device she normally wouldn't be able to live without.

Walking down the hall, some fifth year Slytherin boys shoved passed her, knocking her skirt chain and notebook to the floor. The boys snickered as she looked up at them in disgust.

"Hahaha, take a look boys, it's just filth, on the floor, maybe we should wipe it up. Or, maybe not"

"I think, we should," said another.

The three boys advanced on Bulanthya before one of them kicked her rather hard in the stomach.

"That's not very fair boys," Bulanthya said as she rolled up her sleeves, "Three boys against one mudblood wench hardly seems fair at all..."

Before anything had happened, Bulanthya had broken 2 noses, cracked a wrist, and kneed them all in the groin. They were lying on the floor in pain as she walked away, turned back and said "I thought there should have been more of you..." and continued to walk to the dorms.

When she got into her dorm, hardly anybody was there, so she forwarded to her trunk, pulled out a few electrical computer chips, some screws, a pair of pliers and a screwdriver before sitting on the bed legs crossed in front of her.

Within minutes, she had assembled something that could have been a small plastic round box. Thinking she was going to be late for her first lesson (which ironically was, you guessed it, potions), she put all her stuff away and headed for the door, but she was stopped halfway by a black furball around her feet.

"Hey Syn, can't talk now, gonna be late for class, go sleep on my bed or something,"

And she sped off.

A/N: sorry this was so short, i had to rush it abit coz i need to go out. hope you enjoyed it.. update soon-ish. yeah i now it was SHORT and CRAPPY chapter, but i'll make it up to you !

laterz daydreamer

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