Title: The Darkest Part of Dawn

Chapter: Girl Anachronism

Author: TigerTiger02

Disclaimer: I own only Sio, Vessa, and Astrid.

Dedication: to Tigger2005

Timeline: Ginny's sixth year, ignoring HBP and OotP for now…

Sio stood there watching Draco and Harry with sharp eyes. If someone who knew her well was to look at her they might have been able to see the faint fear flickering in her blue-gray eyes. Her already overly pale skin went whiter, if possible. She exchanged glances with the quiet Vi. Suddenly something clicked in her mind. She whirled, turning back to the white-haired seventeen-year-old in front of her.

"Did you just call her Weasel?" she asked incredulously.

"Well yeah that's what she is, stay out of this mudblood."

"Mudblood!" she shrieked. "I'll have you know that's half-breed to you!" she growled. She advanced on him, her fist cocked back. "You don't want me to hit you… it might ruin that pretty face of yours…" she said, her voice suddenly husky. Her eyes got an electric blue looking swirl to them, her fangs were fully out. "Now… I suggest you leave this compartment now…" she purred out. Draco lowered his wand.

"Yes… yes I think I will leave now…" Draco said faintly. He turned and walked away without a noise of protest.

"In about five seconds he'll wonder how he got there… my thrall is not very effective… I try not to us it." She sounded oddly out of breath as she whispered that quietly, both Harry and Neville hadn't caught that either that or they ignored it. Harry and Neville exchanged looks.

"Harr-." Sio cut him off.

"I know who you are… and frankly I could give two fucks about it… now I want to know who he is." She said while turning to Neville.

"I-I'm… N-N-Neville Longbottom." He managed to get out.

"A pleasure to meet you Neville, I…" she said dramatically and bowed while whipping back her cloak, her long hair fell down her right shoulder before she straightened up, "am Siobhan Jocelyn Greenwich." She said. Astrid stepped forward and held her hand aloft.

"Astrid… just Astrid… kind of like Cher." She said with a smirk. Harry shook her hand and then she shook Neville's.

"Hi Neville." Vi said without even glancing at Harry. Behind her back Vessa, Astrid, and Sio exchanged suspicious glances.

"Hi Ginny." Harry said before Neville could get a word in. Vi turned cool brown eyes to him; her face fell into an indifferent mask.

"I don't believe I was talking to you Harold." Vi said acidly, "and it's Vi now."

"Hi Vi… I like your new name… it suits you." Neville said cordially. Vessa pushed between Vi and Astrid.

"I'm Vessa… the sexy one." She said as she thrust her hand into his. His gaze slipped downward before snapping up quickly.

"I'm sorry!" he apologized quickly.

"Honey…" Vessa purred while putting her hand gently on his arm, "I don't mind the attention at all." Neville flushed and muttered something about needing to talk with someone before leaving quickly. Vessa turned to her friends and they shared a laugh. Harry stood there awkwardly for a minute before Astrid noticed him.

"Shoo! Go! You may leave!" she said with a shooing gesture. Harry blinked and stepped toward Vi.

"Ginny…. I mean Vi… please can we-." Astrid stood up, suddenly looking thunderous and highly angry.

"Leave now Mr. Potter… of I dare say you will find yourself a few limbs short of a complete body." She hissed out. Harry backed away and left.

You can tell
from the scars on my arms
and cracks in my hips
and the dents in my car
and the blisters on my lips
that I'm not the carefullest of girls

The four girls sat in complete silence for some of the remaining journey, the only sounds that came from their compartment was the music and periodic inhaling and exhaling of four smoking girls.

"So what do you think of putting cannabis in the brownies in a week. You know get everyone baked off their ass." Sio said suddenly.

"What?" Vi said harshly.

"Whoa… calm down. Got a thing against drugs, no problem I can work around that." Sio said.

"No it's just… my brothers are pranksters and my mother would simply-."

"Hey now… it's perfectly harmless… plus no one would know what to think. I highly doubt wizards have heard of pot or at least its recreational uses," she said this last sentence with a vicious grin. "That in itself is a crime…" she said in a hushed voice. "Anyway I think it's a rather brilliant idea… and think about it… if it's in the morning food no classes!" Vessa, Vi, and Astrid exchanged looks.

"Are you insane?" Vessa asked, her brogue becoming more pronounced.

"Oh just a little… having extreme blood lust does that to you." She said while rolling her eyes. "Look we'll speak of this at a later time… I believe it is time for us to get into our school robes." She said with disdain.

You can tell
From the glass on the floor
And the strings that are breaking
And I keep on breaking more
And it looks like I am shaking
But it's just the temperature
And then again
If it were any colder I could disengage
If I were any older I could act my age
But I don't think that you'd believe me
It's
Not
The
Way
I'm
Meant
To
Be
It's just the way the operation made me

"What the hell are those?" Vessa asked in a harsh whisper. Sio merely gazed at them. Astrid didn't even see them, and Vi was the one who spoke.

"Thestrals… only people who have seen death can see them." Sio didn't say a word but Vessa obviously had the need to explain.

"When I was nine I saw a man die from a car accident… my mother and father had taken me to the hospital because I had a fever. My da had left to get me some candy and my mum went to sign some forms. I was watching the guy. He died from complications that they didn't even know about…" Vessa trailed off and turned to get into the carriage.

"I watched another vampire kill someone. I was mad with bloodlust at the time." Sio said with a shrug. Her nonchalant attitude surprised Vi and Astrid who merely stared at her.

And you can tell
From the state of my room
That they let me out too soon
And the pills that I ate
Came a couple years too late
And I've got some issues to work through
There I go again
Pretending to be you
Make-believing
That I have a soul beneath the surface
Trying to convince you
It was accidentally on purpose

"How long does this bloody thing last?" Sio said as she fumbled for a cigarette, she pulled it out and flicked her Bic, inhaling the acrid smoke. She got more then a few annoyed and stern looks for that. "What? What's everyone problem? It's legal here. Hello? I'm seventeen." She said angrily, she gestured wildly with her cigarette causing more then a few Gryffindors to dodge out of the way. "Well bugger it." She said sounding decidedly British, though she was clearly not. The sorting hat tried in vain to unit the houses through its songs. And the sorting went on without a hitch. Dumbledore stood up and it was at that moment that Sio decided she didn't like him one bit.

"Now… we have three new members to Hogwarts, they are all sixth years. Now Professor McGonagall…" Dumbledore said.

"Croft, Astrid!" the severe looking witch called. Astrid made her way up there, her back ramrod straight. She sat on the stool and waited for the hat to touch down on her head.

I am not so serious
this passion is a plagiarism
I might join your century
but only on a rare occasion
I was taken out
before the labor pains set in and now
behold the world's worst accident
I am the girl anachronism

'Hmm… a metamorphmagus…' the hat purred to her, 'I haven't had one of you since young Miss. Tonks… now I placed her in Gryffindor… but what shall I with you? Do you think you belong in the House of Lions?'

'Duh… idiot.' The hat merely chuckled.

'Yes you would do well there… in…'

"GRYFFINDOR!" the hat shouted aloud. Astrid scrambled down and sat down next to a grateful Vi. She slipped into her seat and gave Vi a sloppy kiss on her cheek.

"Ick! Not that I didn't enjoy that but at least try aiming for my lips next time." Vi said as she gave Astrid a peck on the cheek.

"Greenwich, Siobhan!" McGonagall called out. Sio stood from her place, a cold smile was fixed into place, and she could hear people whispering around her.

"She looks like she's going to be in Slytherin… wow she's a babe… great another bloody snake…" and so on and so forth. She held her head high and glided to the stool. She crossed her legs, showing a bit of thigh-high that made boys, especially from Slytherin, whistle loudly. The hat was placed on her head.

And you can tell
By the red in my eyes
And the bruises on my thighs
And the knots in my hair
And the bathtub full of flies
That I'm not right now at all
There I go again
Pretending that I'll fall
Don't call the doctors
Cause they've seen it all before
They'll say just
Let
Her
Crash
And
Burn
She'll learn
The attention just encourages her

'Ooh… a vampire…' the hat hissed out.

'No… only quarter Sherlock.'

'And a feisty one at that… you don't belong in Hufflepuff lord only knows that they'll drag you down with them… Ravenclaw wouldn't suit you… and though you are loyal and brave Gryffindor would ruin your dark nature…' it purred out. 'So then I guess you will be going into…'

"SLYTHERIN!" the hat shouted. She met the shocked gazes of Vi, Astrid, and Vessa, shrugging as if to say "What do you expect? Hello, I am after all part vampire." Sio took her seat calmly and prayed for Vessa to be in her house.

"McKenna, Duvessa!" Vessa stood, adjusted her short skirt and strode to the stool as if she were a model on a catwalk. Various houses started to whisper, "Looks like another bloody snake… look at her she thinks she so much better then us… check out those tits…" and so on and so forth. She sat down on the chair and remained completely still.

And you can tell
From the full-body cast
That I'm sorry that I asked
Though you did everything you could
(like any decent person would)
But I might be catching so don't touch
You'll start believing you're immune to gravity and stuff
Don't get me wet
Because the bandages will all come off

'Another dark creature… eh? A werewolf… just like good old Remus Lupin… well you simply can't go into Hufflepuff you're not loyal enough… and Ravenclaw…. Well books aren't your thing… might as well put you with your friend… in Slytherin? What do you think of that?'

'Fine whatever… it's of no consequence to me.' Vessa said arrogantly.

'Fine then… join in with…'

"SLYTHERIN!" the hat shouted and Vessa ripped the hat off her head, tossed it at McGonagall who caught it with a bewildered look, happily glided to Sio who gave her a hug.

"Cigarette?" Sio asked and Vessa smirked.

"Certainly!" Vessa said. Sio glanced to her left; a dark haired, gray eyed god was sitting next to her. He caught her gaze and stuck out his hand.

"Blaise Zabini, pleasure to meet you." He said in a smooth as silk voice.

"Sio Greenwich, and as clichéd as this sounds… the pleasure is all mine." Sio said with a smirk. Blaise laughed loudly at this and when he had finished took her hand and gave it a very light kiss.

"So… Sio…" he said while pausing to feel her name on his tongue, "you are I am assuming sixteen?"

"Nope, seventeen…" she flushed, "In a couple of weeks…" she admitted. He laughed again.

"I've heard about women lying to sound younger but older?"

"Well… I am much more mature then some silly sixteen year old… no offense."

"None taken, I'm seventeen."

"Oh really?" she purred out. Vessa shook her head in disgust and turned to see none other then Draco Malfoy slipping into the unoccupied seat beside her. She was ready to bolt but he barely gave her another glance. That was until Blaise gave another laugh. He turned to look for Blaise and was met by the site of Vessa smoking another cigarette.

"Duvessa McKenna…" Draco purred out, "I'm Draco Malfoy…" Vessa raised an eyebrow and gave him a small smile.

"That's nice… and I'm having a cigarette." Vessa said dryly. Suddenly Sio stood up and turned to her.

"Hey Vessa, lets get the fuck out of here." Sio said, with her usual foul-mouthed language. No else had moved at all but it didn't matter to either girl. How were they supposed to have fun if they never did anything out of the ordinary? They strode out of the hallway and stood there waiting to see if Vi and Astrid bothered to come with them. They did, so now the Formidable Foursome were walking away from the hall, well Astrid and Sio were singing a song while skipping. However Vi and Vessa were merely singing along but doing sort of a hopscotch.

"Now the War is over

Mussolini's dead!

He wants to go to Heaven

With the Crown Upon his head

The Lord says No

He's got to stay below

All dressed up

And no where to go!"

A few people passed them, giving them odd looks. Vi couldn't help but smile, so what if her two new friends were Slytherins? It didn't make then any less then human. Maybe… just maybe this year would be different. She turned to Astrid, "Ready?"

"Yeah, see you guys in the morning?"

"Yeah," Sio said quietly, she took out a blood pop and immediately wrapped her tongue around it. "Hey what's the password?" She asked Vi who shrugged.

"No clue, but I'll tell you in the morning."

"Alright… well good night." Vessa just waved goodbye and followed the abnormally quiet Sio.

And you can tell
From the smoke at the stake
That the current state is critical
Well it is the little things, for instance:
In the time it takes to break it she can make up ten excuses
Please excuse her for the day, it's just the way the medication makes her...

It was maybe one in the morning when Sio sat up abruptly. Her body was screaming for blood. Her head was throbbing with a head ache. She stood up and snuck outside the common room for a cigarette. Maybe the exercise would help take the edge off. She could feel the need burning in her veins. She allowed herself a brief moment into a lapse of sanity as she paced anxiously and smoked furiously. She realized suddenly that the demon in her blood would not be placated easily. She could fight this, she knew she could. So why did she feel so doubtful?

I don't necessarily believe there is a cure for this
So I might join your century but only as a doubtful guest
I was too precarious removed as a caesarian
Behold the world's worst accident
I AM THE GIRL ANACHRONISM

A/N: the little star thing-y means that, that is not actually part of the song.
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Tigger2005: I'm glad you like it, I was unsure if I should have even posted this.