Chapter 2; Chocolate cravings.

"Tegan, get the hell off me! I'm trying to get down the damn carriage!" Ron snapped as he tried to force Tegan off him, squirming to get out of the carriage. They were in Hogsmeade and Tegan was feeling pretty hungry, thus the chocolate that Ron just happened to have she wanted.

"No." Tegan pouted.

"Please."

"No, you have chocolate, I want chocolate, see the problem?"

"No."

"Oh well let me tell you… I WANT CHOCOLATE!"

"Jesus ok, ok… Harry… catch!"

"I don't want it!"

"She can't get you."

"Harry." Sophie said in a deep voice as she slinked up to him, putting her arm around him and sniggling into him.

"Yeah?"

"Can I have a piece?"

"No! Harry don't do it." Ron called desperately squirming seeing Harry's resolve weakening.

"Please Harry."

"Hmmm… No."

"What why?" Sophie's eyes flashed for a second though Harry missed it.

"You never gave me the chocolate frog you promised me."

"Harry… give… me… the… chocolate." Sophie said dangerously.

"N-o."

"Fine… Teg swap places?"

"Sure." They swapped quickly and Harry gulped as Tegan walked slowly to him, he went to clutch the chocolate tighter but it was gone and Harry was shocked when Tegan lent in from behind he ear.

"Nice try."

"Crap! How did you do that?"

"Now let's be good and you get to divide this up…There you go." Harry said handing everyone a piece of chocolate, Sophie grabbed his and looked at it for a second.

"Yours is bigger then mine."

"No it's not." He said shoving it in his mouth.

"It was."

"Was not."

"Was too."

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"Was not."

"Was too. You must now be punished… To the book store."

"You don't like the bookstore besides last time it was closed." She gabbed him and began to pull; he stood still as she pulled.

"Yes I do."

"Oh, you do too I was thinking of Ron."

"You're comparing me to Ron? Low, Harry, low. Oh and it wasn't."

"Was not."

"Was too."

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"Was not. Let's go."

Harry sighed in frustration but didn't bother pulling away anymore, letting Sophie drag him along like some kind of doll.

"Your coming Ron for not giving in at the start."

"No I won't go."

"Yes you will." Tegan smirked at him evilly. Rather than intimidating him like it was supposed to, it just somehow intrigued him. It amazed him so much that she seemed to be the only girl he encountered who could resist him like that. She was stronger that most of the girls Ron had met before, his sister included. She melted at her big brothers puppy dog face. Teg didn't. Tegan pulled down her red and yellow pleated skirt so it went down to just below her knees, adjusted her black jumper and skirt matching tie and pulled up her socks.

"Yo, Ron hurry up you wanna be able to see Lavender tonight don't you?" Harry yelled, Tegan glared at Ron.

"Like you don't have Parvati waiting for you." Sophie glared at Harry.

"You both make me sick! Vile, disgusting, sexist jerks!" Both the girls declared, rolling their eyes. Ron flushed darkly and glared at his best friend, who was looking extremely pleased with himself.

"Now see what you did! Now that snotty little brat will have more of a reason to keep using that annoying phrase against me!" He hissed pointing to Tegan. Harry just gave him a mocking grin before he turned away again, laughing to himself.

"MOSMORDE!"

"What's that sound?" Tegan asked straining to hear it better.

"I think it belongs to whoever conjured that." Sophie said pointing to the dark mark.

"Very good Mudblood, had no idea you had it in you." Bellatrix said coming out of the shadows her wand pointed in the attack position, Sophie rolled her eyes.

"For Merlin's sake I'm a pureblood does that mean nothing to you people?" Sophie yelled beyond exasperated at the stupidity of her distant relatives.

"Obviously not." Came another voice.

"Pettigrew." Harry growled.

"What's the matter Potter aren't you glad to see us?"

"Of course one of you killed my parents and the other killed my godfather how could I not be happy?" Harry asked sarcastically.

"I'll let you in on a little secret Potter your little mudb- pureblood," Pettigrew quickly corrected having seen Sophie's death stare, one that would make Voldemort run away in terror while wearing a pink and purple spotted tutu, "friend over there looks just like your precious mudblood mother Lily and Rowlands cousin? Like Black's precious little girlfriend, who I killed too just like your parents." Pettigrew said with malice.

"Shut up deatheater."

"Make me little boy."

"STUPEFY." Harry called out.

'Adada Kedavra!' Bellatrix shouted just as Pettigrew shouted 'Impedimenta!' the force sent both spells combining and sending the two girls flying off into the shrieking shack, both girls blacking out to cries of surprise of their name.

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"Tegan?" Tegan opened her eyes and looked up rubbed her eyes and looked again.

"Malfoy?"

"Malfoy? Tegan I'm your best friend." Tegan snorted. "Please the day you're my best friend is the day that Harry Potter and Ron Weasley are in Slytherin." Tegan noticed Draco's face went from hurt to amusement in seconds; he lent down and helped her up.

"Tegan what happened? My head feels like Snape and Voldemort got frisky and slept next door to me for the whole night… Together." Sophie mumbled, Tegan let out something in between a snort and a groan.

"Thank you oh so much for those wonderful, horrifying, nightmare inducing images Soph."

"Anytime, Tegan why are you holding hands with Draco Malfoy?" Tegan jumped back like she had been burnt.

"Well, well, well if it isn't the traitor, mudblood and the know-it-all."

"Harry?" Sophie asked looking as if she was about to laugh. There was her best friend except for one small fact he had in fact turned… hot. Not that Harry hadn't been a looker before but now… Wow. He had messy jet black hair as before, muscles in all the right places, killer smile, his eyes were still bright green but they were masked with seemingly no emotion. His face was pale, did he gel his hair? He was thin but in good shape, he looked about 6 foot maybe an inch more. She felt her gaze travel down… Was that a six-pack? Why was he dressed like that? Wasn't it illegal for someone to look like that? And if it wasn't… it should be. Her mouth dropped open.

"Excuse me mudblood I did not give you permission to call me by my first name and close your mouth your scaring the children."

"Like I need a reason you're my best friend… And stop calling me mudblood you know I hate that. It's pureblood." Harry looked repulsed.

"Best friends… With you? Ew, I think I'm going to be sick." Suddenly the two saw a sight that made their jaws drop.

First, Ginny Weasley, a year younger than them and general nice person was dressed like a slut, the Ginny they knew had a slender body beautifully curved, thick copper locks, a smiling face and an easy going personality. This one was looking like well… Pansy Parkinson a giant slut.

The second, a boy was a bit taller and ganglier. His features were sharper but his trademark was his deep red hair and freckles. Ron Weasley was a looking rather like a Slytherin his clothes messy and black? And exactly had he done with his hair? He had a lean, sinewy body and those bright blue eyes which seemed closed.

What's going on why are the guys acting so… hostile?

I don't know, since when did Draco call us by our first names? And why does Ron look hot?

Tegan!

I'm just sayin'…

"Ron? What's going on?" Tegan asked, Ron looked at her and sneered, yes ladies and gentlemen Ron Weasley sneered at his best friend.

"Shut up know-it-all."

"Watch what you say to her Weasley." Draco threatened standing up in fount of Tegan.

"Hey mudblood, know-it-all what are you two wearing?"

"School uniform and the next person to call me mudblood is getting stupefied." Sophiesaid.

"That's not school uniform mudblo-" Harry never finished his sentence as he found himself unable to move.

"I warned you… Sorry Harry. Well no I'm not."

Uncle Albus? Questioned Tegan

Well who else would we go to?

You're right let's go.

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"… And that's what happened."

"Curious."

"You have really got to stop saying that word. And what is with the uniforms they are al… black."

"Do all the uniform look like that?"

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"My best friend is a Slytherin?" Sophie whispered to Tegan her voice low.

"I know but so is mine."

"Is it just me or are Harry and Ron really hot."

"No your right they are."

"I hate this I mean we're in the quittich team which wouldn't be so bad if we didn't have to verse Harry and Ron later in the year… Stupid Bellatrix and Pettigrew." Draco looked over at them. As he raised an eyebrow they grinned innocently.

"What?" They said together.

"What are you two talking about?"

"Nothing."

"Stop talking together like that it is really creepy."

"Sorry."

"Ah!" Draco yelled causing half of the hall to look at them. Sophie blushed and Tegan smirked.

"What's the matter y'all never seen us before?"

"Thanks Teg."

"Anytime."

"Aw is itty bitty Sophie embarrassed."

"Shut up Blaise, you may be my best friend," she grimaced and spat that last part out, "but I will hurt you."

"Point taken."

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Harry Potter, Prince of Slytherin House felt an evil smile creep into his face as he settled his gaze over at the Gryffindor table where Brown and her friends were already sitting. However, instead of letting his gaze travel to Brown his 'girlfriend', he somehow found himself staring at Rowlands. She was currently laughing at something Zabbini was telling her, her beautiful cool grey eyes sparkling with warmth and humor. Harry didn't know why but he suddenly felt his hands clench themselves into tight, angry fists.

He just glared darkly at them, narrowing his eyes in pure, utter loathing, wanting nothing more than to stuff his shoe down Zabbini's throat. Ron saw this and nudged him back to reality since he and his other friends were pretty much used to receiving and giving death glares between the Slytherins and Gryffindors, particularly Harry and Draco. Sophie, however, flushed a dark red when she saw Harry glaring at her and began fiddling with the spoon and forks on her plate, moving her eyes around the room. I guess that shrieking shack is still in her mind…Harry thought in amusement. She looked up and glared back at him defiantly, scowling. Harry gave her a low, sinister smirk, chuckling to himself as this seemed to piss her off even more and snap her head away.