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anything you recognize, that all belongs to J.K. Rowling. What a genius!
It's all hers!
Reminder: This will not be filled with smut. Only Romance, sweet words, kisses, and hugs!
Ok, here's my next chapter! I terribly hope the last ones weren't too boring. I'm going to try and liven it up! I promise! I don't know where I am going with it though. It's sort of writing itself as I go along. Thanks for reading. Please review. : )
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Chapter 11
Erica and Harry soon parted to look for their friends. Erica started towards the Great Hall, Voula and Chris were either there or walking about the grounds, she decided to look there first. She was thinking about the promise she had asked of Harry. Was it fair to ask him that? She knew he didn't know what it meant. He would probably only figure it out after he broke it. Erica sighed, it was all so complicated and she dreaded what would become of all this.
She was at the bottom of the marble staircase when she heard her name called from above, "Kohle!" It was obviously not a Gryffindor, the malice in that voice was almost unbearable and possibly worse than Draco's. Most likely a Slytherin.
Erica turned to see a Slytherin girl about her height, blond, a fit build, and eyes. This girl could have been on the quidditch team, but Erica knew she wasn't, with how in shape she was. She looked like she hadn't actually smiled in years, not that any Slytherin had. "May I help you?"
"Do you know who I am, Mudblood?"
Erica almost cringed with that foul word; it had been a long time since she heard it. "I'm afraid I don't. Care to tell me?"
"I, mudblood, am Anna Black."
"I'm afraid I have never heard of you."
The fire in the Slytherin's eyes deepened, "Of course, you were born a muggle," she spat the last word as if it were a swear, "I, mudblood, am the daughter of Regulus Black."
"That's nice. Why do I care?"
"Didn't say you did. We have to talk. Draco is mine."
"Yours? You mean you're the new girlfriend I heard about?"
"Yes and you better keep your filthy hands off him."
Erica smirked, "Why would they be on him in the first place? He's a nasty sort. I have a boyfriend."
"He said you had a crush on him. Just because you have a boyfriend doesn't mean you can not be interested in other prospects."
"Do you even know who my boyfriend is, Black?"
"Everyone knows your boyfriend is Potter, Kohle."
"That's good, now think. How could I possibly prefer Malfoy over Harry?"
"Are you saying Draky isn't a good choice?" If Anna had been a cat Erica would have seen the fur on Anna's back bristling with rage.
"Lets you call him Draky does he? How nice. I shall have to remember that."
"Do not tempt my rage, mudblood."
"The same to you."
The girls glared at each other when they heard a voice, "Anna! What in the bloody hell are you doing?"
Anna seemed to sweeten drastically at the sound of the voice, "Draky, darling!" she ran to him and embraced him hard, "I was just having a civilized conversation with the mudblood."
"Mudblood? What are you talking about? Who?" Draco gazed about the hallway, only seeing Erica.
"Kohle, she's a mudblood. You should know that!" Anna's eyes were wide in surprise, "She was raised by muggles!"
"What? She cannot be a mudblood. I would know. You know I can smell them a hundred yards away. She just isn't. She is a pureblood. I am one hundred percent sure of that."
"Stop it Draky! It's not funny!"
"Course it's not. It's true. Erica is not a mudblood."
Erica was extremely befuddled, and properly so, "What are you talking about Malfoy? My parents are muggles. That would make me a, so called, mudblood."
"It would have, if they were your parents, are you sure you weren't adopted?"
"That's no business of yours if I was. What does that have to do with my being a pureblood?"
"Well, your parents must have been pureblood wizards. The Malfoy men have a sixth sense of blood. We can tell when someone is pure. You, my dear, are a pure. You have my word as a Malfoy."
"This is bullshit, Draco," Anna glared at Erica for the use of his first name, "You're talking nonsense. I... I just cant be... a pureblood!"
"You do not know your real parents. For all you know, you could be. Stop arguing with me, you are a pure."
Her mouth flapped, it was just all so unreal. This cant be! But, all Draco has said so far... it made so much sense. Could she possibly be a pureblood? If so, who were her parents? Were they alive? Could the papers have been fraudulent like she had once wanted to believe? Did she want to find them? What if they were like the Malfoy's? She would not be able to tolerate them. It would be hell.
Questions ran through her head and she only entertained them for a moment's time. "Fine, you wouldn't happen to know what pureblood family I am related to then?"
"Unfortunately, no, I don't. Wouldn't it be a bit weird though if you were my sister," he laughed and Anna, finding that especially funny, practically doubled over in laughter.
"No, it would be hell. To entertain that thought even for a moment would have me heaving," she bit.
"Well, you sure have the temper of a Malfoy."
"I beg you not to compare yourself to me. It's disgusting." Draco and Anna shared a sneer.
"If you do decide you want to know who you are related to... I think I have a way of finding out. Meet me on the quidditch pitch after dinner. You may get your answer."
Draco walked away with Anna soon following after hissing one thing to Erica so he could not hear, "Remember my warning, Kohle, he is mine."
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I know that was terribly shorter than you are all used to with me. Thanks to Dopey! I'm glad you don't think I'm doing badly, Hun. Great to hear encouraging words! I already know whom Erica is related to!!! I am just going to end it here and torment you all for a while. I am updating quickly nowadays :) I'm much happier with where this is going now. Thank you all for reading this far into my story!! I luv you all!!
~Esgal~
Reminder: This will not be filled with smut. Only Romance, sweet words, kisses, and hugs!
Ok, here's my next chapter! I terribly hope the last ones weren't too boring. I'm going to try and liven it up! I promise! I don't know where I am going with it though. It's sort of writing itself as I go along. Thanks for reading. Please review. : )
"__" Speech '__' Thoughts ~__~ Song
Chapter 11
Erica and Harry soon parted to look for their friends. Erica started towards the Great Hall, Voula and Chris were either there or walking about the grounds, she decided to look there first. She was thinking about the promise she had asked of Harry. Was it fair to ask him that? She knew he didn't know what it meant. He would probably only figure it out after he broke it. Erica sighed, it was all so complicated and she dreaded what would become of all this.
She was at the bottom of the marble staircase when she heard her name called from above, "Kohle!" It was obviously not a Gryffindor, the malice in that voice was almost unbearable and possibly worse than Draco's. Most likely a Slytherin.
Erica turned to see a Slytherin girl about her height, blond, a fit build, and eyes. This girl could have been on the quidditch team, but Erica knew she wasn't, with how in shape she was. She looked like she hadn't actually smiled in years, not that any Slytherin had. "May I help you?"
"Do you know who I am, Mudblood?"
Erica almost cringed with that foul word; it had been a long time since she heard it. "I'm afraid I don't. Care to tell me?"
"I, mudblood, am Anna Black."
"I'm afraid I have never heard of you."
The fire in the Slytherin's eyes deepened, "Of course, you were born a muggle," she spat the last word as if it were a swear, "I, mudblood, am the daughter of Regulus Black."
"That's nice. Why do I care?"
"Didn't say you did. We have to talk. Draco is mine."
"Yours? You mean you're the new girlfriend I heard about?"
"Yes and you better keep your filthy hands off him."
Erica smirked, "Why would they be on him in the first place? He's a nasty sort. I have a boyfriend."
"He said you had a crush on him. Just because you have a boyfriend doesn't mean you can not be interested in other prospects."
"Do you even know who my boyfriend is, Black?"
"Everyone knows your boyfriend is Potter, Kohle."
"That's good, now think. How could I possibly prefer Malfoy over Harry?"
"Are you saying Draky isn't a good choice?" If Anna had been a cat Erica would have seen the fur on Anna's back bristling with rage.
"Lets you call him Draky does he? How nice. I shall have to remember that."
"Do not tempt my rage, mudblood."
"The same to you."
The girls glared at each other when they heard a voice, "Anna! What in the bloody hell are you doing?"
Anna seemed to sweeten drastically at the sound of the voice, "Draky, darling!" she ran to him and embraced him hard, "I was just having a civilized conversation with the mudblood."
"Mudblood? What are you talking about? Who?" Draco gazed about the hallway, only seeing Erica.
"Kohle, she's a mudblood. You should know that!" Anna's eyes were wide in surprise, "She was raised by muggles!"
"What? She cannot be a mudblood. I would know. You know I can smell them a hundred yards away. She just isn't. She is a pureblood. I am one hundred percent sure of that."
"Stop it Draky! It's not funny!"
"Course it's not. It's true. Erica is not a mudblood."
Erica was extremely befuddled, and properly so, "What are you talking about Malfoy? My parents are muggles. That would make me a, so called, mudblood."
"It would have, if they were your parents, are you sure you weren't adopted?"
"That's no business of yours if I was. What does that have to do with my being a pureblood?"
"Well, your parents must have been pureblood wizards. The Malfoy men have a sixth sense of blood. We can tell when someone is pure. You, my dear, are a pure. You have my word as a Malfoy."
"This is bullshit, Draco," Anna glared at Erica for the use of his first name, "You're talking nonsense. I... I just cant be... a pureblood!"
"You do not know your real parents. For all you know, you could be. Stop arguing with me, you are a pure."
Her mouth flapped, it was just all so unreal. This cant be! But, all Draco has said so far... it made so much sense. Could she possibly be a pureblood? If so, who were her parents? Were they alive? Could the papers have been fraudulent like she had once wanted to believe? Did she want to find them? What if they were like the Malfoy's? She would not be able to tolerate them. It would be hell.
Questions ran through her head and she only entertained them for a moment's time. "Fine, you wouldn't happen to know what pureblood family I am related to then?"
"Unfortunately, no, I don't. Wouldn't it be a bit weird though if you were my sister," he laughed and Anna, finding that especially funny, practically doubled over in laughter.
"No, it would be hell. To entertain that thought even for a moment would have me heaving," she bit.
"Well, you sure have the temper of a Malfoy."
"I beg you not to compare yourself to me. It's disgusting." Draco and Anna shared a sneer.
"If you do decide you want to know who you are related to... I think I have a way of finding out. Meet me on the quidditch pitch after dinner. You may get your answer."
Draco walked away with Anna soon following after hissing one thing to Erica so he could not hear, "Remember my warning, Kohle, he is mine."
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I know that was terribly shorter than you are all used to with me. Thanks to Dopey! I'm glad you don't think I'm doing badly, Hun. Great to hear encouraging words! I already know whom Erica is related to!!! I am just going to end it here and torment you all for a while. I am updating quickly nowadays :) I'm much happier with where this is going now. Thank you all for reading this far into my story!! I luv you all!!
~Esgal~