The beginning-+-
Indiago was comfortably sitting in her cart on the train ready to leave for Hogwarts school of Witchcraft and Wizardry. In her case witchcraft was what she was interested in learning. She sat there staring at nothing with a stoney seriouse look on her face. She was dissapointed in herself. The ever so smart Indiago Siego, top of her class, the smartest of them all, tough and egotstical at times with her hard steal/clear eyes, luminous long black hair and soft but firm and pale skin, had gotten sorted into Slytherine. The worse house immaginable for her. Maybe Ravenclaw, Gryfindor or even Hufflepuff. But no. She got sorted into Slythereine. 'Theres only one difference between Slytherine and Gryfindor,' She thought, 'Gryfindors would give there lifes to there friends and family's, and Slytherine would not,' She also thought, 'But I am not evil!' She put in as an after though. It Must have been the friends thing. It wasn't her fault she didn't have any. She was new at this school and the headmistress had let her transfer from Beuxbottoms in France to this school. Her parents worked in the department of mysteries and the Mynistry of Magic, there for, shes was able to say, She really hadn't a clue of what in the bloody world they really did and then transfered from France to England so she was forced to go to this new school. Not that she really was complaining because she couldn't stand there teesing of her perfect grades and her disability. She paused all her thoughts as she herd footsteps coming. Then the compartment door opened and in walked a tall boy about her age with blond hair and greyish cold eyes with his two goons.
"Oh somethings already sitting in here," He said coldly as he saw her eyes, she was blind. "Lets find an empty compartment so we won't be disturbed." And with that he left. "That boy is going to pay, How dare he." She said through gritted teeth, taking out her wand. but paused as once again she was interupted. And the compartment door ounce again opened up, she stiffined. But calmed down when she herd a different voice, that of a boy but not the same one.
"Oh sorry we didn't now this compartment was taken." Said the boy, but she felt others present as well. " All the other compartments are full." Said a girl next to the boy.
"Thats perfectly alright I suggest you sit down and I don't even want to here any coments about me like that-that boy who just came in here." She said in discust.
The red haired boy looked out the compartment and sure enough, walking away and snickering was Malfoy. "Malfoy." the boy whispered, also in discust. "You know him?" She said once again stiffining but calmed down at the tone of his voice. "Yes hes the worst person you'll ever meet, horrible that one." He replied. "Indeed quiet horrible, Slytherine no doubt." she said, now her accent was recognisable, like Fluer Delacour only lighter, way lighter.
"Yes," Said the girl this time. "Where are you from?" She asked with slight curiosity. "50 Italian 50 Spaniard, grew up in France thats where I get the accent from." She said. She noticed that they hadn't sat down. She felt there eyes on her, she knew that feeling, they just realised that she was blind. "Please sit down I don't bight." She said, feeling that they were uncomfortable. She at up and she left saying she was going to take a walk.
While she walked she bumped into someone, because it became quite crowded. "I'm sorry." Said a boy about her age. His voice sent shivers down her spine. She was about 5'2, but she could tell he was about four good inches ahead of her. "Here let me help you up." He said grabing her hand and lifting her up to her feet. His touch also made her shiver. Now she was ditermined to get his name. "Thank you, Indiago Siero." She said putting out her hand. He took it. "No prob, it's Constantine Emarald," (pronounced- emArald hers pronounced – sEero.) "But you can call me Const." He said now realising she was blind but he could care less. She looked quiet extravegant and suffisticated to him he wanted to make a good impression. "It's a pleasure." She said. "Well I'll be going now." She said turning back and walking away. "You're house!" He yelled after her. "I'm Gryfindor." He said. "I really should get going!" She said and kept walking. She was to ashamed to tell him her house. What kind of person gets into Slytherine, what was she thinking. She had to find out what put her into Slytherine and change it.
'One, two, three, four, five...' She started counting her steps. 'Twenty-five.' and she stopped. She felt the string she had put around her compartment door and found it empty. So she sat down and took a nap. 'great I scared them off.' her last thought before she went to sleep.
some hours later. "Um excuse me," Indiago felt someone gently pushing her. 'It was that girl from before' she thought. "Were almost at Hogwarts, you should probably change." She said, this time Indiago got up. "Alright thankyou." She said. But stopped. She felt another presence in the room next to her. "And you are?" She asked the person next to her. "Oh. Ginny Weasley!" She said and she took her hand and shook it. "Indiago Siero." She said then she traced her hands around the girls face. "Your really pretty." She said complimenting the girl.
"Oh-er-thank-thank you. So are you." Ginny replied, she was truly pretty, but she herselelf didn't know that. She snorted as if to say yeah right. And then asked the others names. , She received them and traced her hand across there faces to imprint a memory of what they somewhat look like in her head. When she came to Harry she traced her hand and reached his lightning bolt scar. she stopped. Then something clicked in her mind and she saw something, almost like a dream. Then she said sub-consiousley. "Yes one of you must die for the other to live, but one must be sacrificed, inorder for you to win." said in a fearsome voice in her head. Se quikley withdrew her hands, They were trembling and sweating. "Harry Potter." She finally whispered.
"Yeah-erm-sorry?" He offered. He had know idea what had just happened. All he knew was that she looked terrified. He had no idea what was racing through her brain as she sat there in deep thought.
FLASHBACK-
Emilia Siero and Jamil Siero were out side with there 7 year old daughter Indiago. She wasn't blind yet. She was throwing a small, rubber bouncey-ball to her dad who was on a broom. Of coarse she was only seven so she didn't make it. But she laughed anyways.
"Dinner es ready!" Said her mother next to a fire she had made. They went camping that day as they did anually.
"Mama what's for dinner?" Said the seven year old Iniago. "It's healthy green vegies that your going to eat!" Teased her mother. "Mommy!" She lightly socked her mother in the stomache. Then she laid her head on her mothers tummy and herd a heart-beat. "This is my littler brother" She stated happily. Her mother was pregnant.
"Mama he's going to be special one day, he's going to be a head-master!" Said Indiago to her mother. Her mother looked at her with a puzzled look. "Why do you say that Indie?" Asked her mother using her nick-name for her daughter. "The voices told me!" She said. Now her mother was conserend. "They also said I would tell the great Harry Potter-." She paused . "Mommy whats a prophe-profoed-pro" She attempted to say but was interupted. "Prophecy!" Her mother finished now in panic. Lets just say things didn't go smoothly after that.
1 Year later. -
"Mommy why am I here?" said the now eight year old 'Indie'. They had taken her to St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Maladies and Injuries. "We're just going to check on somethings." Answered her mother.
One hour later, they had asked her all sorts of questions. When did she start hearing these voices when was the last time, what did they sound like? Etcetera. They had concluded that she was a prophet. She gave prophecies and it was perfectly healthy and normal. Rare. But nothing to worry about. "Thank goodness!" Said her mother caressing her baby, they had named him Gifford after the famous giant slayer.
"Mommy whats a proph-?" She was interupted by someone screaming "FIRE!" of the top of there lungs. Then she stiffened and ran away towards the fire. "Indie come back!" Said her mother running after her. She went to one of the rooms it was set on fire, apparently one of the patients rooms was on fire. There was a child there running out but then she fell unconciouse. She had light brown hair and blue eyes. Indie ran up to the girl and started shaking her. "Wake up! You have to live!" She shook her harder. "Wake up! You don't understand your supposed to live! You have to! He can't win if you don't!" She was screaming even louder now. "Wake up!" She said then she slapped her. "I COMAND YOU TO WAKE UP!" She said now you'd have to plug your ears in order to try and not here her. The girl was still unconsiouse and lying on the floor so she dragged her to the corner of the room and began coughing when other wizards came in. They finally put out the fire. But there was still some surrounding the girls. "Help-cough-HELP!" She screamed. "Hel-" But she went into a fit of coughing and sparks jumped in her eyes. "Ow!-cough-!"The last thing she remembered was everything going black.
A week later she slowly woke up. She blinked...She couldn't see anything. She blinked again. She still coudn't see anything. Now she went into fullfledged panic and she couldn't see one thing. "Mommy mommy mommy!" She started yelling and punching and kicking. Then she felt a pair of strong arms around her. "It's alright darling it's okay." She herd someone say. She recognized that voice. "Daddy whats going on?" She said. She was in her fathers arms she new but she couldn't see anything. "It's okay-shhh-it's okay." She herd her faher say and then she felt tear drops fall from his eyes and unto hers. "Honey it's okay your just-your-" She herd him swallow hard. "Honey you can't see anything." He said. "Why not daddy why!" She said. She was worried she was only eight she couldn't handle this. Then she herd her mom say. "Your blind." With disapontent. "But it's okay were proud of you! Your blind because you saved someones life!" Her mother said trying to reasure her. Now it was Indie's turn to cry and thats how she fell asleep...She cryed herself to sleep for the next month.
End Flash-back.
Indie snapped out of her flashback sequence. She felt a hand wave infront of hers and emediatly hers shot out a gripped it tight. "Ow" She herd Ron say. Then she took in her surroundings and realised were she was. "Oh sorry." She said and let go. She then changed into her robe. Like a depressed puppy, or something like that. They noticed it was a Slytherine robe but didn't say anything. "Why would they put me in Slytherine?" She said as if asking Harry and the others. "Do I seem evil or rude to you?" Indie asked them. She wasn't sure of herself. "Um-well...no." they stated bluntly but truthly. "There must be reason they put me in Slytherine and I have to find out why and change it!" She said determined. "You could-" Started Ginny but was stopped by the train halting.
They all got out Indie holding the hand of Hermione and Ginny as her guide. "Thank you." Indie said. Maybe she wasn't in there house but she certainley did mae friends.
"Get out of the way Blind Worm." Draco said pushing her out of the way. She gritted her teeth, 'This is going to be one long year.' She thought as they departed from the train...'yup on really long year.' But she had no idea how much that cualified.