Chapter Four

White Witch

Emerald sat alone in the deserted Great Hall. She had forgotten all about Malfoy's promise for tomorrow. All she remembered was that she was supposed to meet Harry there. She wasn't surprised when someone sat down in the chair beside her however she was disgusted. "Go away." She said to Malfoy.

"I have every right to be here. Besides I need to ask you something." Malfoy said. He twirled his wand. "Tell me, what are your powers?" He said. He let his pale hand reach out and began to grope her chest.

"I'm nottelling you. And don't touch me!" she smacked his hand sharply. He quickly withdrew it.

"Now now. We wouldn't want to upset me. I might make dear Potty pay for your mistakes." He let his hand stray to her upper thigh. "Besides I am royalty."

"No you're not." She slapped him againandstood up.

"Serviviti." Malfoy shouted. He pointed his wand at her and ran out the door. Emerald began to fell different. It was as though she didn't fit in her skin properly. She ran to the girls' toilet because she thought she would be sick. She looked into the mirror and screamed. Was that a ghost? She reached out her hand and so did the reflection.

"It's Me.," she said. She walked slowly back to the Gryffindor common room and began to sob. She was white, pure snowy white. Her gorgeous brown locks had been turned to a sky blue. Her eyes were still green but they cried crystals instead of real tears. Emerald cried for hoursbut before she had quite run out of tears she heard someone call to her.

"Emerald." Harry ran to her. "Em is that you?"

"Yes. Malfoy di… did it. He will nev… never change me back."

"I'm going to find him."

"No. He'll do it to you too." She sobbed. "Till I can make a bargain I guess I am a white witch."