These characters aren't mine, sadly, and I make no profit from Harry Potter. I cry out to the stars, "If only, if only."

Chapter 2: Selena

Harry, Ron, and Hermione searched for a compartment on the Hogwarts Express. They opened the door to one compartment and saw a young woman with jet black, waist length hair sitting by the window, absorbed in Robert Jordan's The Eye of the World. Deciding this would do, they entered and took seats. She muttered a "hello", not even glancing up.

"Hello," Hermione replied. "I'm Hermione Granger."

"The initials on your bag say 'S. O. S.'," Ron observed.

The girl finally looked up. "Yes. My name is Selena Orianna."

Before anyone could inquire of her last name, the door to their compartment opened. Draco Malfoy looked in on them and grimaced. The only empty seat on the entire train just had to be between Granger and some girl he didn't know. Wordlessly, he slid into that seat, Potter and Weasley watching him like a hawk watches a mouse. The tension in the compartment rose rapidly as Selena returned to her book.

"Malfoy," Ron snapped. "Go"-

"There's nowhere else to go, the train's full up," Malfoy interrupted. "An annoyingly large class of First years have taken over the majority of the compartments."

"Do you expect us to buy that?" Ron asked, reaching for his wand.

"You don't want to start a fight in this compartment," Selena stated, her eyes still glued to her book. "I am the new professor for Defense Against the Dark Arts, after all, and I'd hate to have to hand out detentions before I even get to Hogwarts. Names, please."

"Draco Malfoy," Malfoy drawled lazily, not wanting his voice to reflect the attraction he had for his new professor.

"R-ron W-weasley," Ron stammered, afraid he was in trouble. (Not to mention the fact that he found Selena attractive. That soft voice soothed him, made him eager to do anything for her.)

"Harry Potter," Harry said, glaring at Malfoy. Selena's blue eyes left her book and studied him intently.

"Pleased to make your acquaintances," she said calmly. Harry didn't know why, but both Ron and Malfoy relaxed, and they sat in silence for the rest of the trip.

"It is a pleasure to welcome our new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor, Selena Orianna Snape," Dumbledore announced, "the little sister of our very own Potions Master. So that things will not become confusing, she has asked to be called Professor Selena"...

"We won't learn anything in that class," Ron mumbled. Every boy in the Hall had their eyes fixated on the lovely Selena Snape. Her bright blue eyes drank in the scene before her, sparkling with ambition.

Harry silently agreed with Ron's assessment. He stared at Selena throughout dinner, at the end of which she fluidly slid out of her chair and was led away by her brother.

Harry's thoughts dwelt on her all that night. Even his dreams were haunted by Selena, the new goddess of his desires. His dreams were quite erotic, and he woke up gasping for breath. How he would ever concentrate in her class was beyond him.

Finally, the dreaded lesson with Selena came upon him the next day. She called role standing in front of her desk, her crimson red robes clinging to her voluptuous form. Harry was barely able to resist the urge to go up to her, lay her on her desk, and make passionate love to her.

"Who can tell me about sirens?" she asked. Hermione shrunk in her seat, and Harry realized that Hermione must not know anything about sirens.

Draco Malfoy lazily raised his hand and when called on, answered with, "They use their voice to manipulate people into doing whatever the siren desires them to do. The only person who isn't susceptible to a siren's voice is another siren."

"Correct, Mr. Malfoy. Ten points to Slytherin," Selena said. "Does anyone else have a different answer?" Once again, Malfoy was the only one with his hand raised. "Alright, Mr. Malfoy. And this time, do share your entire knowledge of sirens with us."

"Sirens are rumored to be uncharacteristically beautiful; an ugly siren is unheard of. They draw in numerous lovers, most of which they kill because the lovers cannot give them the level of satisfaction they desire. They also have the ability to hide themselves from people. Another siren would not see through the deception, but would feel the presence of a hidden siren. Their movements are graceful and fluid, and they tend to have a soft voice. Much like you, Professor."

"Well, I'm quite flattered, Mr. Malfoy," she replied, her cheeks turning pink and her eyes laughing at a secret joke. "Quite clearly, you've read The Celtic Guide to Magical Creatures by Edana Boyd. A very rare book indeed. Before we continue with the facts, I would like to expose the myths."

"Is it true that sirens sit on cliffs and lure sailors to their death?" Neville piped up.

"Not commonly, however there were sirens in the past who did so. Lorelei of Germany and the sirens in Ulysses' tale are the most famous."

"Aren't they only supposed to manipulate people when they sing?" Hermione interjected.

"Actually, singing amplifies their manipulation powers, but they can use a speaking voice to manipulate."

"Only girls are sirens, right?" Harry asked.

"Oh no, Mr. Potter. Not at all. There are male sirens," Selena said, her sparkling eyes staring into his emerald green ones. "A siren is created only when conceived under a very particular and rare alignment of stars. Male sirens are rare, but they have existed. That is all for today, class. I want a six inch essay on sirens on my desk by the end of the week," she dismissed them. "Oh, Mr. Potter, if I could have a minute?"

"Alright," Harry said warily, wondering if he had somehow offended her by bringing up the subject of male sirens.