Verity was going insane. Yes, this might seem a little melodramatic but she was this close to telling Professor Kennedy where he could stick his wand. So far she had managed to overcome her homicidal urges but if she was forced to hear about Goblin wars one more time…well there was only so much a girl could take.
Verity sighed in relief, hearing the bell signalling the end of class, and let go of her wand which she had stashed in one of the various pockets of her robe that morning. Thank god the headmaster had gotten rid of the school uniforms when they had abolished the house system, they were ugly and awkward, and obviously whoever had designed them had no fashion sense whatsoever to speak of. Even her great uncle Albus had freely admitted that they were boring, though perhaps Uncle Albus wasn't the best example; he loved colourful outfits, the more outrageous the better.
Verity gathered her books and absently pushed them in her school bag, it was only the first class of the day and she Transfiguration next. Bloody wonderful.
Hermione Granger sighed in exasperation and ran a hand through her hair. This class was the one she dreaded the most, it was a mix of kids from mostly Gryffindor and Slytherin families, there were a couple of old Hufflepuff families as well the most predominate being young Miss Bones and Miss Macmillan, they got out of control easily and hurled insults back and forth reducing to fist fights once or twice when she had left the room. Needless to say she had never done that again. Demolishing the houses was a nice thought but when it came down to it the children picked up their parents attitudes and it was just as bad, if not worse then it had been during the war.
The war…no, best not think of it, it hurt too much to think of all the people that had been sacrificed, but it did something worse to think of one man's death, it killed her. Better for her to be dead as well than to live this shell of a life, her soul had died that night ten years ago. Her family and friends had died that night that some still called the Great Purge. Her year old daughter had died. October 31st.
The day Harry had died.
Short I know, but the first few chapters are only an introduction to the characters and the plot. By doing this I hope that you'll be able relate with them better when the plot picks up speed. Next Chapter A Look Into the Life of Ariadne Malfoy. Note: Reviews feed my flame and make me work faster. Much Hugs and Love.
Lunatari aka Lady Edymion Moonlight