She peered over the diary she had written in her 3rd year- the year of her father's flight from Azkaban, what she had written 'was my father a bad guy or is he a bad guy? Was he the maniac who killed those people, the innocent ones? Somehow I don't think so' the musings of a 13 yea old girl that had gone against a courts ruling had been truth. Looking up at the clear blue sky she mused on what her transfer to Hogwarts a school so unlike the strict uptight Percival's, would bring her. Her face looked out as the car stopped just outside of the Kings Cross Station.
"Are you okay Mackenzie?" her grandfather asked as they walked to Platform 9 ¾. She looked over at him rolling her eyes
"I'm going somewhere where I don't know anyone how do you think I feel?" she stopped at the barrier, her grandfather looked confused as Mackenzie glanced at him amused "Welcome to Kings Cross Platform 9 ¾ this is the muggle side of the barrier doesn't look like much does it?"
"No, but I guess its not meant to look like not much"
"Exactly" Mackenzie laughed as she gave her grandfather a hug
"See you at Christmas?" he asked uncertainly
"I'll owl you," she promised as she slipped unnoticed by all except her grandfather who stared at the empty space where his granddaughter and trolley had been.
Looking around at the bustling platform she knew she stuck out like a sore thumb in black and blood red with her pale skin and bright eyes filled with a blank expression, something she had learnt at a young age thanks to all the bullying she had put up with. Noticing a girl with a Head Girl badge on Mackenzie walked up to her and started to speak but was cut off. "Welcome to Hogwarts, I'm Hermione Granger Head Girl," she said friendly- like.
"Nice to meet you, Mackenzie but call me Indy,"
"Indy?" Hermione's eyebrows raised a fraction
"Yeah, a friend of mine started calling me Indy when I was eight because my middle name is India," she explained
"Mackenzie India?" Hermione asked as Mackenzie looked past her paling slightly on her already pale face.
"Who's that?" she asked pointing as Hermione followed the direction she was pointing.
"Oh, that's one of my best friends Harry Potter," she smiled
"Oh my God," Mackenzie breathed as she hightailed it out of there her black curtain like hair flying behind her in her haste.
"Maybe you'd," Hermione stopped as she couldn't see Mackenzie there anywhere.
"Students before the first years are sorted we have a transfer student from Percival Lakes Academy in Australia, Mackenzie Black a seventh year student" as Dumbledore finished speaking she strode up to where he was standing as whispers broke out. Sitting on the stool Professor McGonagall placed the sorting hat upon her head and it started to examine her mind "Hmm, another Black, ahuh Sirius is your father?"
"You sound surprised," she thought back
"Hmm, a house for you," it procrastinated
"Just pick a damn house will you!" she though back as she saw Harry staring at her in wide eyed wonder and shock.
"Feisty one aren't you?" the hat questioned her
"Just pick a damn house would you," she replied in exasperation
"GRYFFINDOR" the hat shouted to the hall as the Gryffindor house clapped and before the hat was lifted off her head she had chance for one last thought to tell the hat which she used saying to it "Fuck you"
"So how come you transferred?" asked Lavender as she rummaged through her trunk as Mackenzie stood in the doorway of their dorm and bathroom,
"I was originally meant to come here but my grandfather got a transfer to Australia and my grandmother passed away last year and so my grandfather thought it would be best to come here and all that," she shrugged as Lavender pulled out her tarot cards.
"Found them, well night Ill do a spread for you soon alright?"
"Um, if you want," Mackenzie shrugged as she went into the bathroom as Parvarti walked out calling "It's free!"
"Not anymore!" Mackenzie yelled out of the bathroom. Sighing, "Why are you here?" she looked at her reflection as she brushed her teeth. Walking out calling that the bathroom was free she fell onto her bed drawing the red curtains around her as she lay her head on the pillow and fell asleep as soon as her head touched the pillow.
"Morning," Mackenzie yawned into her cereal as both Lavender and Parvarti sat down across from her. Smiling tiredly the other girls grabbed a muffin each and started eating. Glancing around she noticed a certain black haired green eyed wizard watching her intently, she shivered seeing the difference between him then and now. Tearing her eyes away from him she looked blankly at Lavender who had obviously saying something.
"What?" she asked apologetically as Parvarti rolled her eyes and said in a hushed tone "Someone likes the look of Harry Potter," Mackenzie rolled her eyes in response and looked at them both like they'd grown extra heads.
"No I don't," Parvarti looked at Mackenzie with an unreadable look upon her face shaking her head,
"Yes you do you're in denial," it was Mackenzie's turn to look unreadable as she replied
"Both of you are delusional she laughed as she left to head to her days classes.
Sighing Mackenzie sat down at the end of the day which was long. She stared into the empty fire place day dreaming about nothing in particular procrastinating over doing homework. "Hello Indy," a deep voice shocked her into almost jumping out of her skin"Hello Harry," her smile wavered as she sat up quickly
"How've you been?" he asked quietly
"Oh you know school and stuff," she fidgeted under his intense gaze.
"Really?" he asked quickly as he grabbed her hand pulling her up with him.
"Wha..?" Mackenzie asked confused as he pulled her through the portrait hole. Still half dragging her he said,
"We, you and I are going to have a little chat," Mackenzie suddenly afraid started to resist but he just pulled her along like a rag doll her hair flowing behind her as they twisted and turned ending up at the Quidditch Pitch. Fear in her eyes Mackenzie looked up at the stormy green eyes that bore through her. "
What is wrong with you?" she whispered as he let her go
"Nothing is wrong with me, did you know?"
"Did I know?" Mackenzie asked baffled
"About me, about magic?" he asked voice rising as Mackenzie cringed as she looked up at his eyes filled with betrayal.
"I only found out when I arrived in Australia and received my letter from Percival's,"
Harry didn't look convinced and replied, "I don't believe you, how come you try so hard to not see me are you hiding something?" a hard edge appearing in his voice.
"No I don't, goodbye," she fled the pitch as he just stood there. Breathing hard as she entered the common room and fled up the stairs she wished the gossipy girls would be too busy tonight.