Summary: Tom Riddle becomes friends with a pureblood girl who hates
Hogwarts. Katie doesn't understand why she has to give up her dream of
being a prima ballerina to be a witch. It's another reason he hates
muggles, they stole his true love.
Disclaimer: I am the girl in the story and all her experiences are mine (Not falling in love with a dark lord part obviously, but the dancing part), but Hogwarts and all Harry Potter Characters belong to J.K. Rowling, Warner Brothers, Scholastic Books, AOL Time Warner, and a lot of other people who are not me.
Dancing with Darkness
Chapter 2 "Having fun?" the words hung in the air like poisoned honey.
"Yes," I said as Tom said, "No."
Obviously, my older brother was not pleased as glanced over at the pair of us laughing, or rather Cassius Malfoy did not look too pleased. Lachlan had struggled for years to find a way to overcome the stigma our older, kinder brother had placed on the family. Luckily for him, about one year ago Cassius had inquired about my betrothal. Not many pureblood families have daughters, only sons and the Malfoys felt we would make a 'lovely' match. After all, my family is pureblood and I have a dancer's body, meaning my physical appearance is not detestible. My father agreed and shortly after I found myself engaged to my brother's pompous friend. Cassius and I got along well, but it was not as though I had any choice.
"Boys, I'll see you back in our cabin. Katie perhaps you could join me outside for a moment?" my brother 'asked.' I recognized it as a command. As soon as the door closed behind me, the yelling began. "Are you trying to ruin everything? Tom Riddle is a half-blooded know-it-all, who is Cassius' schoolboy rival," he informed me. I supposed it would matter more if I cared.
"Lachlan, do not act as though my loyalties are to Cassius Malfoy! My loyalties were to the barre and the love of dance," I shot back. Lachlan rolled his eyes at my statement.
"Katie, give it up, you will never be a dancer," Lachlan said reasonably. I held back tears as reality crashed down upon me. "You will have everything as a Malfoy."
"Will I have the feeling I get when I dance on stage? There are somethings in life that are more mportant that social standings and surnames," I bit back trying to explain to him. At that moment I felt as though my own brother did not understand me. "And if Tom Riddle-"
"Stay away from him. Katie, if you play with fire you will get burned, he has powerful magic and is too smart," he said warningly. I dismissed his concerns immediately, after all he seemed lonely, not psychotic.
"I do not care about him, anymore than I care about Cassius, all I care about is dance. I wanted to be a prima ballerina, dance center stage, have a solo..." I trailed off, he would never understand. I did not want to be a witch. "Nothing, or no one is going to stop me."
"If your mother could see the way you are acting she would die of shame, you are causing a scene in public about an issue that will not change. For eleven years Mum and Daddy spoiled their little princess, but now you have to face this, Katie," Lachlan whispered with quiet rage. I had always been my parent's favorite child, but now I saw it meant nothing. All that etiquette my mother had taught me was not the waste I thought it to be. I wiped the tears away from my eyes. "Now I know you did not ask for this marriage or to be a part of this family, but you are. I know you did not ask for this heritage or power, but you will not destroy the good things you have." For once I did not argue, I gave up, my brother won.
"I'm sorry, Lachlan," I said looking down at my feet so he could not see my face.
"Now, we are going to go back to the cabin, where we were before and you are going to behave. I do not want you to see that Tom Riddle, is that understood?" he demanded of me. I just nodded. We walked back to his part of the train and I sat next to Cassius Malfoy. Being only eleven he knows that I am too young to do more than acknowledge, but I still hate him. After sitting there for thirty minutes I found his favorite topic was himself. So let him chatter about his many accomplishments and his father's property and thought about dance instead.
"My father own a new piece of countryside in Wiltshire, almost two hundred acres of land and a large manor house overlooking the lake. I was flying over the lake all summer, practicing Quidditch for the upcoming season-"
His talks were going in circles and I felt ready to choke myself with my shoelaces, when finally the train began to slow down.
"The train ride seems shorter every year," Cassius said and everyone agreed. Everyone exited the train and the first years were taken to the castle by a man named Ogg on a fleet of tiny boats. Once inside a man named Dumbledore informed us we had to be sorted before we could eat. He told us about the four houses and wished us luck. Two uneventful minutes later we were shepherded down the hall to the Great Hall. I was impressed by the ceiling which had been charmed to look like the night sky.
The sorting began and I allowed my attention to wander, until I heard my name.
"Ollivander, Kathleen Leigh." The old tatty hat was placed upon my head.
"Ah, another Ollivander, but different from the rest of your family no doubt. In fact, hardly anyone in your family is alike, are they?" I assumed it was referring to the fact my father and Lachlan were Slytherins, but my brother Iain had been a Ravenclaw and my mother a Gryffindor.
"Er, no I guess not," I replied.
"And where do you belong?" the hat asked. I was beginning to feel as though this hat was going to be the only one who asked me that. Not that it mattered because it was only a hat. The only other person I had talked to was now off limits.
"Dancing ballet, not here at all," I said honestly, not knowing if I was truly meant for Slytherin.
"Ballet takes astrong work ethic and talent, do you have that?"
"Yes, I have whatever it takes," I responded proudly.
"SLYTHERIN!" the hat called out and the table burst into applause. I walked over to where my brother was sitting and went to sit on his left side, but Cassius shoved Neil Rookwood down. I sat gracefully next to him and hope this year would pass quickly. And after all, maybe I will wake up dead tommorow, oh wait there is no way I could be that lucky I thought begrudgingly.
A/N: I am so sick, I probably will not update again for awhi;e, but know I wish I could. Do you think this story is any good? I mean I just don't think it hold a lot of appeal, but hey you tell me. Love, Baalerina Barbie.
Disclaimer: I am the girl in the story and all her experiences are mine (Not falling in love with a dark lord part obviously, but the dancing part), but Hogwarts and all Harry Potter Characters belong to J.K. Rowling, Warner Brothers, Scholastic Books, AOL Time Warner, and a lot of other people who are not me.
Dancing with Darkness
Chapter 2 "Having fun?" the words hung in the air like poisoned honey.
"Yes," I said as Tom said, "No."
Obviously, my older brother was not pleased as glanced over at the pair of us laughing, or rather Cassius Malfoy did not look too pleased. Lachlan had struggled for years to find a way to overcome the stigma our older, kinder brother had placed on the family. Luckily for him, about one year ago Cassius had inquired about my betrothal. Not many pureblood families have daughters, only sons and the Malfoys felt we would make a 'lovely' match. After all, my family is pureblood and I have a dancer's body, meaning my physical appearance is not detestible. My father agreed and shortly after I found myself engaged to my brother's pompous friend. Cassius and I got along well, but it was not as though I had any choice.
"Boys, I'll see you back in our cabin. Katie perhaps you could join me outside for a moment?" my brother 'asked.' I recognized it as a command. As soon as the door closed behind me, the yelling began. "Are you trying to ruin everything? Tom Riddle is a half-blooded know-it-all, who is Cassius' schoolboy rival," he informed me. I supposed it would matter more if I cared.
"Lachlan, do not act as though my loyalties are to Cassius Malfoy! My loyalties were to the barre and the love of dance," I shot back. Lachlan rolled his eyes at my statement.
"Katie, give it up, you will never be a dancer," Lachlan said reasonably. I held back tears as reality crashed down upon me. "You will have everything as a Malfoy."
"Will I have the feeling I get when I dance on stage? There are somethings in life that are more mportant that social standings and surnames," I bit back trying to explain to him. At that moment I felt as though my own brother did not understand me. "And if Tom Riddle-"
"Stay away from him. Katie, if you play with fire you will get burned, he has powerful magic and is too smart," he said warningly. I dismissed his concerns immediately, after all he seemed lonely, not psychotic.
"I do not care about him, anymore than I care about Cassius, all I care about is dance. I wanted to be a prima ballerina, dance center stage, have a solo..." I trailed off, he would never understand. I did not want to be a witch. "Nothing, or no one is going to stop me."
"If your mother could see the way you are acting she would die of shame, you are causing a scene in public about an issue that will not change. For eleven years Mum and Daddy spoiled their little princess, but now you have to face this, Katie," Lachlan whispered with quiet rage. I had always been my parent's favorite child, but now I saw it meant nothing. All that etiquette my mother had taught me was not the waste I thought it to be. I wiped the tears away from my eyes. "Now I know you did not ask for this marriage or to be a part of this family, but you are. I know you did not ask for this heritage or power, but you will not destroy the good things you have." For once I did not argue, I gave up, my brother won.
"I'm sorry, Lachlan," I said looking down at my feet so he could not see my face.
"Now, we are going to go back to the cabin, where we were before and you are going to behave. I do not want you to see that Tom Riddle, is that understood?" he demanded of me. I just nodded. We walked back to his part of the train and I sat next to Cassius Malfoy. Being only eleven he knows that I am too young to do more than acknowledge, but I still hate him. After sitting there for thirty minutes I found his favorite topic was himself. So let him chatter about his many accomplishments and his father's property and thought about dance instead.
"My father own a new piece of countryside in Wiltshire, almost two hundred acres of land and a large manor house overlooking the lake. I was flying over the lake all summer, practicing Quidditch for the upcoming season-"
His talks were going in circles and I felt ready to choke myself with my shoelaces, when finally the train began to slow down.
"The train ride seems shorter every year," Cassius said and everyone agreed. Everyone exited the train and the first years were taken to the castle by a man named Ogg on a fleet of tiny boats. Once inside a man named Dumbledore informed us we had to be sorted before we could eat. He told us about the four houses and wished us luck. Two uneventful minutes later we were shepherded down the hall to the Great Hall. I was impressed by the ceiling which had been charmed to look like the night sky.
The sorting began and I allowed my attention to wander, until I heard my name.
"Ollivander, Kathleen Leigh." The old tatty hat was placed upon my head.
"Ah, another Ollivander, but different from the rest of your family no doubt. In fact, hardly anyone in your family is alike, are they?" I assumed it was referring to the fact my father and Lachlan were Slytherins, but my brother Iain had been a Ravenclaw and my mother a Gryffindor.
"Er, no I guess not," I replied.
"And where do you belong?" the hat asked. I was beginning to feel as though this hat was going to be the only one who asked me that. Not that it mattered because it was only a hat. The only other person I had talked to was now off limits.
"Dancing ballet, not here at all," I said honestly, not knowing if I was truly meant for Slytherin.
"Ballet takes astrong work ethic and talent, do you have that?"
"Yes, I have whatever it takes," I responded proudly.
"SLYTHERIN!" the hat called out and the table burst into applause. I walked over to where my brother was sitting and went to sit on his left side, but Cassius shoved Neil Rookwood down. I sat gracefully next to him and hope this year would pass quickly. And after all, maybe I will wake up dead tommorow, oh wait there is no way I could be that lucky I thought begrudgingly.
A/N: I am so sick, I probably will not update again for awhi;e, but know I wish I could. Do you think this story is any good? I mean I just don't think it hold a lot of appeal, but hey you tell me. Love, Baalerina Barbie.