Chapter 2 – You're so in for it!
Dear New Diary
Name: Starlet Lorvamo Fenton
Age: 17
Eyes: Varying from Hazel to dark brown and I wear huge square glasses as well.
Hair: Copper to black Height: 169cmWeight: Average.
School and House: Hogwarts Witchcraft and Wizardry, I'm in Slytherin
Friends: Only one Destiny Harlem, though I call her Des'. I've known her since, well a long time, and Family friends too.
A bit about me: I tend to be nervous a lot, I'm quite shy and quiet, though if given any kind of provocation I tend to get quite…angsty. I'm the kind of girl you find in the library studying or the one who's meditating on the outskirts of the lake. I'm very self-conscious, I just don't show it as much as other girls. I also am a big fan of London, we recently moved here so I could be closer to the folks when I was at school.
"Class Dismissed!" Professor Flitwick exclaimed from his perch upon a stack of books. I looked up and sighed. I closed my new diary and locked it magically.
I dropped my quill on the table and screwed the top onto the inkbottle.
I smiled to myself as I began to pack away any homework assignments, and my other charms work. I pushed my glasses up as they slipped down my nose a bit and bent over to pick up my bag on the floor.
"Damn that's one hell of a ass!" I turned my head quickly only to see Malfoy, I glared. "Damn that's one hell of a face…" He finished. I readjusted my glasses again glaring daggers at him.
"Professor Flitwick!" I exclaimed, he whirled around from his desk and walked calmly over to us as Malfoy glared. "Professor Flitwick, I don't mean to take up your precious time, but Mister Malfoy over here is making rude remarks about me," I said smirking as Flitwick turned on Draco. 'You're so in for it! Loser…'
"Is that so Master Malfoy?" Flitwick squeaked looking up at Malfoy. He merrily glared at me. "Well I never! You must not by any means, demean anyone in any of the other houses, we are trying to create house unity and this is absolutely unacceptable!" He said pointing his finger at Malfoy while my smirk only grew larger.
"You will have Detention tonight with filch, be there once the school day finishes, now once again," He turned on me and smiled politely. "I will see you tomorrow, miss Fenton," He squeaked before turning and going up to his desk once again, rifling through some of his papers.
"I'll get you for that Starlet!" Malfoy said leaning down on me his blue eyes burning into my green ones.
"Uh-Uh?" I stuttered my nervous side began to kick back in. Malfoy smiled at me.
"I thought you'd say that," He said calmly leaning in. "Bye," He said his breath tickling my face.
He walked swiftly around me and out the door. 'Damn why do I always get nervous and quiet at the wrong time.' I sighed and grabbed my bags and walked out of the room.
"Hey Wench!" A squeaky voice bellowed. I looked up 'Not now…'
I approached my dear old cousin Pansy Parkinson; I walked swiftly past her and through the crowd.
"Get back here, Bitch!" She screeched. I continued walking. 'Why does she have to complain everyday, her voice is so irritating!' I walked faster through the current, as I heard her fumbling through the crowd behind me.
I pushed my glasses higher up my nose and clutched my bag to my chest. 'Hey what the?' I looked up and saw Professor Snape looking more notorious than ever. I gulped visibly and he cracked a small smile.
"Miss Fenton, this way…" He said ushering me into the dungeons, towards his office.
'Did Malfoy Nark on me? Grrr I am going to kill him! Well actually no, I'm just not that kind of a person, I'm me, yesterday was a one off…P.M.S…god damn it's hard being a chick with that god damn monthly rubbish,' We turned the corner and I could see his office door ajar.
"Excuse me Professor, But why are we going to- Mum?" I said as we walked into the office. 'What is my mum and dad doing here? Why are they so clammy looking? Why does everyone look so solemn? Did Minx Die? What's going on? I want some answers!'
"Hi Starlet," My mum said curtly. I eyed her weirdly; she's normally calling me by my nickname 'buttercup'.
"Mum?" I said quietly, I saw her whimper as my dad put a comforting hand on her shoulder. They shared a reproachful look between each other before looking at me again.
"Miss uh?" Professor Snape began, his eyes wandered over to my parents before returning back to me "-Starlet, you will be taking early leave for the Christmas break, due to a family-" His eyes flickered again to my parents "-consultation," he finished.
'My family has issues? Since when?' I opened my mouth to say something, but closed it again. 'I'll ask later…'
I glanced over in the corner and saw my luggage all packed and ready, I looked at my parents expecting them to say something but got nothing but a mere sniff from my mum.
I stood up, as did my parents. "So are we going home?" I said quietly. They looked at each other carefully, my dad nodded and my mum began crying. My dad turned to me.
"We are going to your 'Real' Parents home," He said looking at me. I looked at him like he was crazy. 'Real parents, how real can you get? You're standing in front of me?' I rolled my eyes and Professor Snape nodded his head at my father in an understanding way.
He strode over to the fireplace and threw in some floo powder, the flames flashing a brilliant green flame. "Professor Dumbledore knows you are leaving today and we expect you back and ready after the holidays," He said holding out the powder to me.
I walked over to him and grabbed a small handful out of the small bag eying him with apprehension 'Ready for what exactly? And where am I going anyway?'
"Excuse me Profes-" I looked over to the door and saw Malfoy 'Can't he just leave me alone,' He glared at me evilly, before smirking at my mum who was sobbing heavily. "-Sor," he paused looking at the scene before him as a smirk twitched at the corner of his mouth "I came to hand in my extra credit essay on Murtlap Essence," He said pompously while handing over the scroll to Professor Snape.
"Starlet please go ahead, you were suppose to be there 5 minutes ago," He said taking the scroll from Draco, not taking his eyes off of me.
I gulped nervously "Uh, Professor?" I said glancing over at my parents "Where am I going?" I said shakily.
"You will be going to Malfoy Manor," He said looking down on Malfoy who was smirking wildly.
"You're the girl staying over? Man and I thought I'd have a little 'Christmas Fling'," Malfoy said chuckling. I glared at him.
"I'll be sure to tell your mum, I'm sure she'd like to know about it," I said smiling as his smirk faded, I strode over to the fireplace.
"Malfoy! Where are you!" I heard someone screech, I looked to the doorway and saw Pansy. 'Is it getting a little crowded in here? Or is it just me?'
"Oh here you are," I saw her eyes glance at my parents before realizing the situation and smiling a horrible pug like grin "Oh, Hi Mr Fenton, Mrs Fenton, I guess you're here to finally tell Starlet your not her parents and your just looking after her until-" Pansy stopped talking because my dad had cursed her with the 'Petrificus Totalus' curse.
"Until What?" I said looking at my dad, with tears stinging my eyes. He grunted at Snape who nodded and pushed me into the fireplace.
"Until what? UNTIL WHAT!" I screamed only to see Snape throw a handful of floo powder at my feet and yell "Malfoy Manor, Study Hall, right wing"
I was soon caught up in the spinning through the chimneys. 'What aren't they telling me? If they aren't my parent's who is?' I came to an abrupt halt as I arrived and I fell to the floor on my hands and knees sobbing quietly.
I glanced up and noticed I was in a small library; the room was furnished with a sofa faced away from the fireplace, a medium sized mahogany table and wheelie chair was across the room from me.
The sofa (that was in front of me) was made of green leather and had Mahogany legs, carved with snakes at the feet of it.
The room had no windows and was lit only by the fireplace and the only door was about 8 metres to my left.
I let my head drop and cried more letting my tears splatter on the floor. 'Why didn't anyone tell me they weren't my parents? Why am I here at Malfoy's? Am I related to him? God please no!'
"My child, why do you weep?" A voice said eerily from the sofa. I looked up.
"Who are you?" I said shakily as I began to get to me feet.
"I'm an acquaintance," he said calmly. I inhaled heavily. 'Maybe he's my real dad?' I began walking towards the sofa wiping my cheeks.
"An acquaintance? Well, I'm Starlet Lorvamo 'Fenton' and who are-" I began
"Fenton? He was merrily a babysitter until we had returned." He said with a chuckle. I began walking around the seat.
"So you're my-" my eyes widened at the sight "-dad?" I finished. He chuckled.
"No, I'm Lucius Malfoy, but I know your dad, You will be meeting him at the banquet in a few weeks time," He said, his light blue eyes sparkling with mystery and his blonde hair shining with boldness as he lay lazily on his side reading a book. Obviously bored.
"Narcissa!" He called; a tall thin blonde haired lady came in dressed formally. She immediately noticed me and her eyes got larger.
"You must be Lorvamo, I'm sorry, I mean Starlet," She said glancing at Lucius who continued smiling at me.
"Well, I'll take you to your room, we have many things to prepare for," She said walking over to me swiftly.
"What do I have to prepare for?" I say as she grasps tightly around my upper right arm. I adjust my glasses on my nose and attempt to keep my fly-a-way hair out of my eyes.
"Many things," She said looking down on me half-smiling. I looked at her worriedly as she ushered me out of the room.
"Night Lorvamo," Lucius said as I exited the door. I waved a quick bye as I was pulled out of sight out of the room.
I looked around the corridor, which was made of green satin-like wallpaper with intricate carvings on the rims of the ceiling and floor. I looked further and saw that the corridor was so long it actually was dark towards the end. We passed many doors each made of the finest mahogany each with small plaques on them stating what was behind them, or who owned them.
I chanced a glance and saw Narcissa smiling widely she noticed and looked at me smiling. "I've always wanted to have a daughter," She said happily as she pulled me up a set of stairs.
"How come you don't have one? I mean- " I said before breaking off and looking at the floor. The floor was made of an extremely glossy black marble.
"Well, I dear say Lucius says we don't need anymore children, too much of a hassle looking for a babysitter worthy enough…" She trailed as we stepped onto the landing.
There was 4 different ways. Forward, which had a small window at the end, right were it had about 2 doors each opposite each other and the left had 6 different doors and another staircase, I assume down the end. And lastly around the stairs behind us was another corridor. Which had about 20 different doors
"How many floors up are we?" I said as she pulled me to the left.
"We are on the 2nd floor, the floor above is mine and Lucius's and the floor above is mostly for leisure. You will be staying in the left wing, in here," She said opening a door.
She pulled me inside and I stepped into the most beautiful room I'd ever seen.
It was well furnished for just a bedroom, a huge black leather sofa with fluffy white cushions on it opposite a huge bookcase and a stereo lay beside it on a shelf. In between the shelf and the couch was a small square table with a vase on it.
Next to the shelf on the left was double-king sized bed, which was made of mahogany and had a crisp white/black/silver modern theme to it.
Behind the door on my left was the bathroom which a small Jacuzzi and had to sinks and was well-furnished and cream coloured, the bathroom had an adjoining door to the walk-in closet.
The walls of the whole room were all dark green with silver and black trimmings. The carpet was a lush dark blue, which was almost black.
Across from us was also a balcony with a small table and chairs beside it.
"I hope you like the room, and see it to be well furnished," she said calmly. I looked at her smiled.
Next thing I know I had my arms around her "This is the best!" I said happily. She gave me a lite pat on the back as I pulled away "I'm sorry, I got carried away," I said pushing my glasses back up my nose and started playing with my hair.
"Now I don't want you to be alarmed but I got rid of all our old clothes-" I guffawed at her 'She threw out ALL my clothes!' "But do not worry, it will be taken care of tomorrow with a stylist and my personal assistant, you're father has it all set for you," she said while picking up an ornament off of the cabinet.
"Anyway, I expect you up at 8am sharp, I will send a house-elf up to help you get ready (if you like) for our busy schedule-" she began placing the ornament lazily on the shelf.
"-Hold up! What schedule?" I said exasperated by all this new information.
"Do not worry Lorvamo, it has already been set, now there is a nightgown in the closet I think it should fit and an outfit prepared for tomorrow," she said counting them off on her fingers. "Oh yes!" she said smiling at me "My son, I assume you know him, Draco Malfoy will be arriving in a week, he will be staying in the north wing when he arrives, a few of his friends may also come here so you may have to share your room with a few of his girl-friends," she said smiling at me.
"Okay? Anything else?" I said racking my brain for space for all this new knowledge.
"No, everything is set!" she said excitedly "Don't forget be ready by 8.30am," she said walking out of the door again. "Goodnight Lorvamo," She said closing the door behind her.
I squealed angrily and ran over to the bed face down and screamed into it. 'How could this all happen in one day!' I got up angrily and walked into the bathroom splashing my face with warm water. I dabbed it dry with a towel and stripped myself of my robes and uniform, placing them in laundry basket and than walking into the closet, I saw my lone outfit for tomorrow hanging in a black bag with a pair of tweed black shoes beneath them. I walked over to the cubbyhole shelves and pulled out my nightgown, which to me looked more like a lacy dress.
'I'm so tired right now I don't care,' I slipped into it and preceded to the bed, I flipped it open and slid into it. 'At least this place is comfy,'
I lay my head on the pillow and drifted off into a sweet sleep.