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No one look as astonished as Harry. He's eyes seemed full of sadness and sympathy.
"Did you know him?"
"Yeah, he was my godfather. No, he was more he was like my dad."
"He didn't die a few years ago," interrupted Hermione. "He just died a few months ago in a duel with Voldemort."
Hazel couldn't respond. 'How could my mom hide this from me? I've always dreamed about my dad and he's been alive all this time!' Hazel understood the sympathy in Harry's eyes; he must have been very close. She started to get angry
"How could my mother do this to me? All my life…."
She stopped because she realized that no one would want to hear her anger and she didn't want anyone to think that she was ungrateful of her mother. She loved her with all her heart and knew her mother would have her reasons.
"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to get so upset. Could you tell me…what he was like?"
Harry's eyes glowed with pride and remembrance of Sirius.
"He was a brilliant man and my dad's best mate. There's nothing he wouldn't have done to save anyone's life. He died to save mine."
Harry started to distance himself but Hermione, fortunately, decided to pick up where Harry left off.
"He would have loved you and there's no doubt in my mind that he would have been happy to learn that you're sitting in the same compartment with all of us."
There was a long silence, not awkward, but a contemplative silence. Everyone was thinking about the new girl in front of them. Undoubtedly going to be the newest member in they're group. The only thing that was curious, especially to Hermione, was that no one had heard her name before. 'Is it possible that Sirius never knew he had a child?' thought Hermione.
Harry was gazing at Hazel. He seemed to be trying to find similarities between her and Sirius. The only thing noticeable was that she had the same texture of hair. He remembered from Snape's memory that Sirius had perfect hair that never fell out of place. The kind of hair Harry had always wanted but could never fix no matter how many charms he placed on it. She was also exceptionally pretty, a trait that he remember Sirius once had. 'Maybe she'll be more like him once we get to know her.' Although Harry wanted to believe this beautiful new girl was related to Sirius he didn't entirely trust her.
A tall grey-eyed young man sat in his compartment alone. Thoughts of the events that had taken place earlier this week plagued his thoughts as he feel asleep.
"Narssica, don't do this please. I beg you, you need me. The Dark Lord will come after you…"
"Shut up, I have put up with this for far too long. You've hurt my baby and cheated on me a thousand times. Did you really think I would not find out? Draco and I will be fine. Without you here our lives will be better, even if we have to go into hiding. Funny, you've never cared about our well being before this. Is it because you life is at its end? Say your last words and pray that the afterworld is good to you."
"Narssica, my dear wife, please think about this..."
"Good-bye and may god have mercy on you"
"Nar…"
"Avada Kevarda!"
The young man woke up with a start and quickly wiped the seat off of his face. Why did he have to replay that memory again and again in is head? He and his mother had already arranged everything with Dumbledore. They were to remain at Hogwarts foe as long as it took to keep them safe. As much as he disliked the old muggle-lover, he realized it was an old prejudice of his fathers and Draco wanted to be nothing like his dad. 'If only I could think of something else.' Then the thought came to him like a rush of a warm summer's breeze. The girl, the beautiful girl buying Hogwarts robes. He remembered her tall and slender body with its proper curves and toned stomach. Her hair, it was like the color of fire in the sun, and framed her golden bronze face perfectly. Oh and her eyes were a rare shade of blue, like turquoise. He wanted to continue his thoughts when Pansy came in.
"Draco, dear, we have to go. We've arrived."
He grunted "I'm not your 'dear' anymore and I don't plan on being your 'dear' any time soon. So do me a favor and leave me alone before I hex you."
He left Pansy filled with hate and anger that distorted her already distorted face even more. "You'll pay for that…dear" and then followed him thinking of a good way to ruin his life for good.
"This place is magnificent!" beamed Hazel.
She seemed to be looking every where at once. Noticing the ceiling which was enchanted to portray the night time stars and how that candle floated in mid-air casting a golden light.
"This is the Great Hall," explained Hermione, "You'll have breakfast, lunch and dinner here. This is also where you'll be sorted by the sorting hat." She pointed to a ragged, old hat sitting on a wooden stool.
"Do I have to sit in front of everyone?" said a mildly concerned Hazel.
"Oh yes, but don't worry no one but you can hear what the hat says. It's all in your head."
Confused by what Hermione just said she threw herself in to paying attention to Dumbledore who had started his welcoming speech.
"Ladies and Gentlemen, Welcome to a new year at Hogwarts! I trust that everyone had a wonderful summer in spite of the past events" There was a little mummer of guilt from the students who seemed to be remembering the night Voldemort had come back to life and how they had all doubted the Harry was telling the truth.
"This year I'm pleased to announce our new Defense against the Dark Arts teacher, Ms. Zimrah."
Hazel clapped out loudly, while some boys let out a short whistle.
"Also I'd like to add that her daughter Hazel will be starting up her sixth year here at Hogwarts and I'd like you to give them a warm welcome. They've come all the way from Egypt!"
He signaled for Hazel to stand, which she did, and Dumbledore started clapping. The hall was soon filled with noise as guys whistled and girl started whispering, most likely contemplating who she would date first. Hazel didn't care about the noise people were making because she had just spotted the handsome young man who she'd seen earlier in Diogon Alley. Their eyes meet and Hazel thought she'd fall over when he winked at her. Luckily Ginny pulled her down before she could embarrass herself.
"If all first year and new people would stand, I'd like to begin the sorting so we can all enjoy a good meal."
The old lady with the tight bun of gray hair started to call out names.
"Allen, Brian"
A small scarred boy walked u and placed the hat on his head. Seconds later the hat yelled, "Hufflepuff!" There was a loud applause from the table to the right of Hazel... Who had now began to wonder where she would be placed. 'I hope I'm with my new friends'
Before she knew it her name was being called.
"Zimrah, Hazel"
Hazel cautiously walked to the stool and put the hat on her head.
"Ahh…great power I sense in you mind. You are strong and ambitious, not doubt, you'd do well in Slytherin.
'What great power are you talking about?'
You have power like no other; Dumbledore might not even be as strong as the power I see here. Do you not know of the power in which I speak?
'No, but I would like to know! What dos it do? Will it heal? Will it do good things? Tell me something please. Is it from my father?
So you do not know. Does it heal, is it good? Why that is all up to you. You seem to want to bring peace and love, what a noble cause. No doubt you will be loyal to your friends. Umm… come to think of it Slytherin would poison your mind. I know I'll put you in…
"Gryffindor!"
Harry, Hermione and the Wesley's jumped out of their seats and clapped wildly.
"I just knew you'd be a Gryffindor!" exclaimed Hermione.
Hazel found her mother who was smiling gently and look at Dumbledore who seemed to be pleased and gave her a little wink.
"With no further delay…Eat up!"
I'm not really happy but don't worry they'll be more Draco/ Hazel Romance coming up and more about her "power". Review, Review, Review! Please!