Disclaimer: Kyla is mine! yeah go me! and Ashley bleongs to, well Ashley! good for Ashley. and onlyonceinforever (and any of her stories)belongs to onlyonceinforever.
Dedication: to my dear friend Ashlies, who inspired me to write something with Draco, and Oliver in it. Also, because she kept asking me to update!
"A lady sits up straight, a lady never bites her nails. A lady always is polite and dances with everyone," a voice was telling Kyla. Kyla was sitting in a dark room writing down everything this voice told her. "A lady never finishes all her food. A lady never fiddles with her hair or her jewelry." The voice started growing louder with ever "A lady never does this…" and "A lady never does that…". Kyla tried to write everything down, but the voice kept saying them, faster and faster. Soon, Kyla was in tears and couldn't read any of the notes that she was frantically scribbling down.
The voice kept yelling at her till Kyla screamed out, "Yo no soy una dama."
Kyla woke up with a jolt and looked around. It was late in morning and the sun was shining through Percy's window. She got out of bed and walked over to the window. She saw a couple of squirrels playing in the back yard, and a couple of robins building a nest. She turned around looked at Percy's old room. It was small; it only fit a small dresser, a desk and a twin size bed. She smiled and didn't think the bedroom small, but strangely inviting and cozy.
Kyla wiped away a tear that had formed during her dream. She went into the bathroom and splashed some cold water on her face. She stretched as she walked out of the bathroom. For some reason, Kyla felt so peaceful and happy, she wanted to skip. A small voice in the back of her head said, "A lady never skips."
Kyla's face fell, but then rose again as she whispered, "Yo no soy una dama." Kyla then started skipping until she reached the kitchen. As she entered the kitchen she said, "Buenos días todos."
"Good morning Kyla," Molly greeted her. Ginny nodded and mumbled something along the lines to that. Molly handed Kyla a plate full of food and said, "Here is some food, there is more on the stove."
Kyla stared at the plate loaded with food in awe. She didn't think she could eat it all, but she was going to try. She dug into the food, but stopped abruptly and swallowed the food. She cleared her throat and said, "Gracias." Then she started eating again.
Ginny rolled her eyes and said, "Well, I'm going out tanning."
Ron, who was still half asleep, mumbled something taking a nap and stumbled up the stairs. After Kyla had finished eating, and she managed to eat all of it, Molly suggested, "Why don't you go outside with Ginny?"
Kyla gave Molly a frown, but then smiled and nodded. Kyla walked over to Ginny and sat down. Ginny lowered her sunglass and asked, "What are you doing out here?"
"Tú mama," Kyla told her.
Ginny shrugged and out her sunglasses back on. Kyla sighed and laid down on the lawn chair. After a while Ginny asked, "Are you an only child?"
"Si," Kyla answered her.
"Are you a virgin?" Ginny asked.
"Qué?" Kyla asked with a laugh. She rolled her eyes and said, "Si." Kyla's eye narrowed and she asked, "Y tú?"
"That's none of your damn business," Ginny told Kyla with a smile. Kyla laughed and they said nothing for a while. Finally Ginny asked, "Did you have a boyfriend?"
Kyla groaned and said, "Si."
"Who?" Ginny asked.
"Jonathan," Kylaanswered with extreme disgust.
"You didn't like him?" Ginny asked.
"No," Kyla told her fiercely.
"Why did you date him?" Ginny asked.
"Mi mama y padre," Kyla said.
"You did it to please your parent? I would never date anyone I didn't like, no matter what," Ginny told her. Then she asked, "Did you date anyone else?"
"No," Kyla said.
"Oh," Ginny said, her voice filled with pity, and Kyla glared at her. Kyla didn't like it when people felt sorry for her. Ginny cleared her throat and said, "Ever been in love?"
Kyla thought about it for a second. Jonathan? No, she loathed him. She wasn't sure if she loved anyone, except maybe… no, she didn't love him, she just used him. Kyla shook her head and said, "No. Y tú?"
"I might be falling for Dean, but I don't know," Ginny told her.
"Dean?" Kyla asked, with a smile.
"He's my boyfriend, but he hasn't written in a couple weeks," Ginny told her sadly.
"Por que tú escribir?" Kyla asked.
"Are you suggesting I write to him?" Ginny asked after thinking about it for a minute.
"Si," Kyla told her.
"I don't know," Ginny said, thinking about it.
"Ginny, where is it!" Ron's voice from behind them demanded to know.
"Where's what?" Ginny asked, not getting up.
"You know what," Ron snarled at her.
"No, I don't," Ginny told him.
Ron walked around and faced them. Ron was standing there in just a towel wrapped around his waist. He was glaring at Ginny too much to notice that Kyla was blushing slightly. Ron growled and asked, "Where's my Cannons shirt?"
Kyla glanced down to the shirt that Molly had given her. It said Cannons on it, and Kyla shifted uncomfortably. She crossed her arms over her chest to hide the writing. Ginny glared back at Ron and said, "I don't know where it is, but I hope you find some pants soon."
"You had your eye on that shirt ever since I got it," Ron told her.
"Ron, you're psychotic," Ginny told him. "You're also blocking our light."
Ron looked at her confused and mouthed "our" and looked over to see Kyla sitting there, smiling. She smiled nervously and waved. Ron's mouth dropped, and he looked at her shirt. He cleared his throat and asked weakly, "Is that my Cannons shirt?"
Ginny started laughing hysterically. Ron tried to recover his dignity by saying, "Oh, I just wanted to know where it was."
He walked away, his face turning bright red. Kyla tried to hold back her laughter, but soon joined in with Ginny. Ginny sighed and said, "That's my brother, the idiot."
After that Ginny and Kyla actually managed to get along, they went inside for something to drink. When Ron saw them, he reddened a little and looked away. That caused Ginny and Kyla to giggle, as they grabbed some lemonade. Molly came down stairs, with some envelopes. She smiled and said, "Letters from Hogwarts came. And I think Harry sent you a letter Ron."
Molly handed out the letters to Ron and Ginny. Then she handed one to Kyla. Kyla blinked, and looked at it astonished. Her hands started to shake as she looked over the green writing. There were two discomforting thoughts about going to Hogwarts. First, she had never gone to boarding school; her professors come to her. Furthermore, was thatwhen she couldn't speak English. Well, she could always take note in Spanish, and then just work on writing in English for all the homework. And since she could read the writing that showed she could still read English. She took a deep breath and opened up the letter. It had a list of all her school supplies and then a letter from Albus Dumbledore.
Dear Kyla,
Since you probably shouldn't go back to your home, I suggest you come and study at Hogwarts. Seeing as you have been home schooled you whole life, you might be ahead of the class already.
The Weasleys are going to Diagon Alley this Tuesday, and I will have the school's ground keepers meet you there and help get you set up. I truly hope you will be there.
Sincerely,
Albus Dumbledore.
Molly watched Kyla, and as Kyla finished reading and looked around, Molly asked, "So, what do you say?" Kyla nodded vigorously.
"Harry?" a voice called out of the crowded. The owner of the voice ran through the crowded, and stopped in front of Harry Potter. The owner of the voice was an average height girl with big, bushy brown hair and had a broad grin on. She hugged Harry and asked, "Harry, how has your summer been?"
"It's been fine, but I thought you and Ron were going to write a lot more, Hermione," Harry told her.
"Well, for me, I only had things I couldn't say in mail, and for Ron, well, I didn't get a lot from him either. He only sent me a dinky paragraph that asked me how my summer was, and telling me he was distracted. He never told me by what though," Hermione filled Harry in.
Harry shifted uncomfortably, knowing full well the distraction was a girl, but he wasn't going to tell Hermione this anytime soon. Harry cleared his throat and said, "Maybe it was a kind of distraction he couldn't talk about in mail."
"Yeah, but still…" Hermione pouted. Harry had never seen Hermione pout, he started wondering if Hermione felt a certain way about Ron.
After explaining Floo powder to Kyla, Ron went first to show her how it was done. After Ron arrived in Diagon Ally, he stepped to the side and waited for Kyla. She appeared the next minute, stepped next to Ron and then broke out into laughter from the amazement that she had just done that, and coughing from all the ash. She just stared at Ron with amazement, and Ron smiled back at her. Kyla felt the urge to blush every time Ron smiled at her. Kyla managed to smile back at him, with out blushing, and Ron said, "You're bloody brilliant, you know that?"
This time Kyla actually blushed. She never blushed, and every time Jonathan had complimented her or tried to be charming, she would roll her eyes, or worse, glare at him. However, when Ron did it she blushed and she wondered why he made her blush and not Jonathan. Then again, she could hardly stand to be in the same room with Jonathan and with Ron, well, it was the complete opposite.
Her thoughts were interrupted as Hagrid, the grounds keeper found her. She then bided goodbye to Ron, and walked off with Hagrid to get her school supplies. Ron waited for Ginny and then the two of them walked off to find Harry and Hermione. They found them in the bookstore. Hermione was busy looking through every book in the store, while Harry just leaned against a bookcase mindlessly. Ginny saw Dean, and went off with out another word to Ron. Ron approached Hermione and Harry, who were unaware of his presences, until he great, "Hey Harry, Hermione."
Hermione turned around to face him and said, "Oh good, we were beginning to think you were dead."
"Yeah, sorry about that," Ron told them. "Just lots of distractions."
"What kind of distractions?" Hermione asked.
"Just distractions," Ron answered her. Then he asked Harry quickly, "Is that Oliver over there?"
Harry turned around and saw that is was the "good looking Scottish boy" (onlyonceinforever stated in her story "Once Upon a Messed Up Time"). Oliver saw Harry and walked over to have a little chat, about the good old days. Harry asked Oliver what was new and he said, "Well, I got married last year. (thousands of screaming fangirls glare at the narrator right now, some of them look as though they will kill her if the narrator doesn't say their names. The narrator is very scared, but has an obligation, which is a one-shot the narrator wrote that you all should r&r, so the narrator will stay true to the story.) I love my wife so truly and deeply. Her name is, (thousands of screaming fangirls stop and take a breath hoping for their name to be said) her name is Ashley Witworth, well Ashley Wood now."
"That's great Oliver," Hermione told him. Ron and Harry nodded too.
Oliver signaled from a skinny, brown hair pulled back into a high ponytail girl, with a Linkin Park T-shirt to come over. The girl, smiled at them, and Harry could see why Oliver would want to marry this girl the assumed to be Ashley. "So let me guess who you all are," Ashley said. She pointed to Ron and said, "You must be Ron Weasley, and you took over Ollie's position on the team right?" Ron nodded, and then she pointed to Hermione and said, "Let's see, prissy, seems extremely bitchy, you must be Hermione?" Hermione shot her a glare, but Ashley moved on Harry before Hermione could say anything. "That leaves Harry Potter, right?" Harry nodded and she said, "Splendid. Now if you don't mind, I was going to look for the book, Magical Cooking for Dummies."
During there conversation with Oliver and Ashley, the trio fail to notice Draco Malfoy walk by, who spotted Ashley. He went to walk up to her, when he spotted Oliver, Harry, Hermione, and Ron. He decided that he would go up make fun of Harry or Ron, or both, it depended on what openings he got. As he strutted up to them, he said, "Fancy seeing you here Weasel. I thought you were still on your ABCs."
"Well, I got moved up to paragraphs, while you are still on three word sentences," Ron told him with a smile.
"I heard you got a D on your Herbology OWLS, is that true?" Malfoy asked with a nasty sneer. Then he added, "Even Neville managed to get anO on them."
Ron face flushed, as he glared at Malfoy. Malfoy smirked and walk away, but not with out giving Ashley a slap on the butt before he left. Ashley smiled from this guilty pleasure, but then quickly looked at Oliver who was too involved with a Quidditch book to notice. Ashley rolled her eyes, and walked away to find the book she was looking for, which surprisingly, was in the same direction that Malfoy had walked off in.
Hermione turned to Ron and asked, "Did you really get a D in your Herbology exam?"
"No," Ron told her strongly. Then he whispered into Harry's ear, "It was a P."
"So, I guess that is everything we need," Hermione said, after a couple hours of shopping. "Well, I told my parents I would meet them at quarter to three and it already is two forty. Bye, I'll see you guys on the train. Don't miss it this year."
They waved goodbye to her and then Harry asked, "So who is this girl?"
"What girl?" Ron asked him, too innocently.
"The one you were so 'distracted' with," Harry put quotes around the distracted, while giving Ron a nosy look, "that you didn't have time to write to Hermione or me."
"You didn't tell him about Kyla?" Ginny asked from behind them, shocked.
"Ginny, keep your voice down," Ron scolded.
"How could you not tell him about the princess?" Ginny asked. She dropped her mouth in horror in a realization and asked, "You didn't tell Hermione, did you?"
"No Ginny, I didn't," Ron told her.
"You idiot," Ginny said. "You didn't tell Hermione about the girl who wore your cloths, slept on you for a night, a girl who saw you in just a towel?"
"Hold on, explain all of what you said," Harry requested, very fascinated.
"I just forgot she was there, and I went to Ginny to find out what happened to my Cannons shirt, and I was only wearing a towel at the time," Ron explained, his face reddening.
"And Mum had given Kyla the shirt to wear, and I didn't have it," Ginny said, in an arrogant manner.
"So, what about the part were she slept on you for a night?" Harry asked, who could help grinning at Ron.
"She was tried and she just passed out on me, I didn't want to move her," Ron said trying, and failing, to shrug it off.
"So, what is her full name?" Harry asked.
"Kyla O'Connor," Ron answered him.
"That name sounds really familiar, like I read it some place," Harry said, trying to remember. Just then Mrs. Weasley came by and hugged Harry. She greeted him in a kind affection way, a way a mother would great a son. Harry smiled and gave her the answers to the question she asked. Finally they saw Hagrid and Kyla come up to them, finished with their shopping.
"Good to see ya, Harry," Hagrid said, clamping a giant hand on Harry's shoulder.
Harry nodded and smiled. "How ya been Hagrid?"
"Oh, nuttin to bad to complain about, yourself?" Hagrid asked.
"The same," Harry answered him, and then his attention shifted to girl with Hagrid. He extended his hand and said, "Harry Potter, and you are?"
Kyla's right foot went behind her other one, and she started to bend her knees, but then stopped and shook hands, with out having anyone but Harry notice. She smiled at him, and answered, "Kyla O'Connor."
As soon as she broke connection with Harry, her eyes dropped to the ground, and she stood there, patiently waiting. Harry watched her closely, and said, "You look so familiar."
Kyla just shrugged, but didn't raise her eyes to his. She shifted her weight on to one foot and would fidget with her shirt, something Harry recognized as a thing he did whenever people stared at him also. Kyla tucked her hair behind her ear, and started kicking at the ground around her, just wait for Harry to stop looking at her. Something didn't feel right to Harry. It felt like she was used to being stared at, and that made Harry feel uneasy.
"Harry, we have to go now," Mrs. Weasley said, concern in her voice.
Harry had spent so much time looking at Kyla, he hadn't paid attention to the rest of the Weasley. He looked up at her, and said, "Right, well see you all at the train."
They bided him goodbye, except Kyla just did a small wave, not looking him in the eye. As soon as Harry went back to his room in the Dursley house, he started looking through all his old newspapers, hoping that article was still there.
A/N: I know some of the thousand of screaming girlfans are going to hurt me now, but what you all don't know is, I have enlisted the power of Ashley to help me fend you all off. However, I know one red-head is going to be truly pissed at me for having Oliver marry Ashley, so let's not tell her about it! thanks!
A/N2: yeah, Harry knows something is up with this girl, but he can't figure out what, can you? (that is my cheesy author note, and I promise, there will never be another one like it!)
