Ahhh, Those Lovely Americans

Chapter 2

By : Stridergal Silvertounge

All warnings and disclaimers can be read on the first chapter

And now.. On to the story!

Chapter 2

The Second Day of School

It was the second day of scool and life was... interesting, Sia thought, as she walked down the halls of Hogwarts.

A tall, thin , youmg woman yelled out her name."Miss Silvertounge, Miss Silvertounge, What do you think you are wearing?! "

Sia recognized her as the Gryffindor teacher, Proffesor McGonagall. " What I am now" she answered.

McGonagall looked looked extremely dubious. " Don't be stupid, child! Don't you have any robes of your own? "

Sia could see what she meant. She was wearing hooker boots, black jeans and a maroon tube top. With lots of silver and black jewelry.

" No, ma'am, I don't. It was a shock when my parents finally okayed this transferr and I already had the assigned books and my wand but I didn't have time to go shopping for robes. I'm sorry."Sia explained.

" That's alright, Miss Silvertounge, tommorow you may use some of mine. I'll talk to the headmaster meanwhile so you won't receive a detention from any of the teachers. Now.hurry up, and go to breakfast!" Mcgonagall watched as the girl hurried off, boots clicking. Hmmm, she would have to talk to Dumbledore about this one.

To put it simply, breakfast was hell and Sia got her butt out of the Great Hall as quickly as possible. The only good things about it were the food and her ability to percieve what a person's personality might be like.

Sia had watched the Slytherins and she had felt a slight twinge of discomfort when being around these people.

Her first class was Transfiguration with Proffesor McGonagall. It probably would have been better if no one had been staring at her.

Sia couldn't really blame them. In England, but even more so in Hogwarts, you never saw anyone dressed the way she was.

She chose a seat near the middle. A fellow Slytherin came in and sat two seats ahead of her. He looked about her age or slightly older. He was handsome, she supposed, but his hair was extremely greased and slicked back. It was also so blond, it looked dyed.

The young man turned around in his seat and looked her up... and down. Sia caught his eye and glared at him.

"Hello," he oozed, "My name is Lucius Malfoy. Who are you? "

Sia held out her hand and proceeded to shake his hand. Or possibly break it. It was sort of the same thing. She could practically feel the hair oil on his hand. Blech, she thought.

" I am Sia Silvertounge."

" Well, Sia, you might not want to sit there. Other people normally sit there and you being there might not be viewed as very... good." Lucius was either warning or threatening her, but she couldn't be sure of which.

Just then a group of mosly Gryffindors came in. Some Slytherins came in too, including a young woman whose beauty rivalled her own.Watching her with wild interest, Sia failed to notice a group of three boys closing in around her.

" Get up, " a male voice said angrily. Sia jumped, startled, and then proceeded to arrange her face in the most obsinant mask possible.

" Why should I ? "

In this situation, Sia probably should have felt a little nervous. She wasn't though. Strange what clothes, wands and the fact that there were no metal detectors in school could do to your confidence level.

The boy who had spoken was glaring at her. He was tall, with extremely messy dark hair. The other two were also tall. One of the two was slightly shorter tan the other, and was pale with light brown hair that was medium long. The taller one had hair as black as midnight, like hers, that was looong for a guy and was obviously very popular judging from the looks he was getting from the girls.

" Because I said so, you-! "

He was cut off as Sia held up her hand. In it, there was a living ball of fire.

" What was that you were going to say? " she said quietly. Just give me a reason, she thought...

The black haired boy caught her gaze and held it. " Come on, James, Its not worth getting into a fight over a stupid seat."

" But- she- Sirius! "

The young man -no, it was Sirius, she had to remind herself – dragged his friend to another seat and deposited himself next to him. Turning toward Sia, he winked at her and she blushed.

Sia let the flame on her palm die down until it was a mere flicker. She breathed upon it and watched as it became frozen. Calling a wind into the classroom, she let the wind carry it for her. She aimed at the one called Sirius and it flew true. It slammed into the wall beside his head.

He jumped, then looked around at her.

Sia smirked at him, laughing internally. Tough girls should not blush, she reminded herself. Boy, that had felt good...

TBC...

Thank you for the one review I got, This is an ongoing story and I am having sooo much fun writing it!

All will be explained about the whole fire, water, wind thing and just as a question...

Can anyone guess what is in Sia's wand based upon her NATURAL powers?

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