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"You went with a Slytherin, most importantly Malfoy!" Ron pretty much exploded as Jacqueline walked into the Gryffindor Common Room. Her smiling face immediately changed to a cold arrogant one. Hermione and Harry noted the change, but didn't say anything.

"What's it to you whom I go out with?" Jacqueline asked calmly, saying each word sharply.

"I don't care about that," lied Ron, his face turning red, "You can't date our enemy."

Hermione suddenly remembered their fourth year ball.

The Yule Ball.

It was such a wonderful night until Harry and Ron went and ruined everything. She remembered how she broke down and burst into tears. Hermione wasn't sure how Jacqueline would react.

"Well, Ron," said Jacqueline with the sweetest voice, but her face held a smirk full of hatred and coldness, maybe even evil.

All the Gryffindors in the Common Room paused and stared at the transformation in her.

Jacqueline assumed an icy sarcastic air, "I think I should explain myself to you. After all you are my guardian… wait no… godfather… no, no… father… that can't be right either, not cousin or brother. What can it be? My boyfriend? NO. You talk as if you know everything about me. Hear me now. All of you," she said turning to all the Gryffindors, "No one has the right to talk to me that way." She then turned to leave.

Ron stood up shakily and said gravely, making Jacqueline stop and listen, "That time back on the train, when I said that you probably were sorted into Slytherin I think that you shouldn't have."

"Really?" smirked Jacqueline, turning around.

"I was wrong to say that about you. No way could you ever fit in with them. You are ten times worse than them."

Jacqueline's smirk left her face and she just stared at him with venom in her eyes.

"Ron stop there," said Hermione.

"Oh, I haven't even started," he said with an unstable step back, "Now, Harry wouldn't you all agree that Jacqueline resembles someone you know very well."

Harry stood up looking coldly upon his friend, knowing what was coming.

"Ron," said Harry warningly.

"And whom do I resemble so well?" spat Jacqueline.

"Voldemort."

A shudder went throughout the room. Harry and Hermione stared at Ron who has uttered the name of the Dark Lord for the first time.

Jacqueline's heart didn't miss a beat. Her eyes softened and she stared at Ron. Something inside her lurched.

"Yes that's right. Why, maybe the strange letters that always come for you are from him. You are always so secretive, and why? Are you hiding that fact?"

"Ronald!" exclaimed Hermione.

"No, really," continued Ron.

Harry walked up to Ron and tried to understand what was wrong with him.

"He's dead drunk," Harry said in horror, smelling the fire-whiskey on Ron's breath.

"No wonder," whispered Hermione. She turned to look at Jacqueline who looked as if she was ready to faint. A tear rolled down Jacqueline's cheek and she slowly turned to leave.

"Oh, no," whispered Hermione, "Jacqueline!"

Hermione entered the Dormitory to find Jacqueline on her bed, crying into her pillow.

"Jacqui," Hermione softly.

"What?" snapped Jacqueline sitting up.

Hermione jumped a bit, "Don't take Ron personally. He was drunk and said a bunch of things he didn't mean."

"No," smirked Jacqueline sadly, "He was right. I do not have the perfect personality, but who does. And the part me being like Voldemort, why not? Hermione, every waking day of my life I had to live life remembering the one day in my life. You know what it was?" Her voice kept getting higher.

"No," said Hermione softly.

"It was the day I came face to face with Voldemort. It was right after I saw him kill my parents. I would've died at his feet too if something hadn't distracted his attention." Jacqueline buried her face in her hands and cried.

Long and hard.

Hermione just stared at Jacqueline not sure of what to say. She stood up and left mumbling, "I'll kill Ron tomorrow."

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"Oh, my head hurts," groaned Ron, walking into the Common Room.

"Ronald Weasley," screamed Hermione.

"Ooh. What?"

"You idiot! How could you have said all those things yesterday?"

"What things?" asked Ron, not having a clue as to what happened yesterday.

Hermione explained and Ron's eyes got big. He saw Jacqueline coming down the stairs and went up to her. She was back to her usual self. She stopped and stared at him.

"Jacqueline, I'm really sorr…" began Ron.

"Ron," Jacqueline cut him off, "Tell it to someone who cares."

She then pushed passed him and went off to breakfast. Jacqueline ate a quick breakfast and left when the trio came.

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"Jacqueline, listen to me," said Ron, walking up to Jacqueline in the Common Room after breakfast.

"You won't leave me alone will you?" she said, packing up her things.

"Where you going?" asked Harry.

"Well let me see. This git will follow me to the library and about any other place I go so I guess I'm off to Slytherin Common Room." And Jacqueline said it all so simply that the trio just stared at her.

Not giving them a moment to say anything, Jacqueline left.

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Jacqueline barged into the Slytherin Common Room and plopped down into an armchair. The already quiet Common Room grew even more silent and stared at the intruding Gryffindor.

"You had a good morning, I suppose?" asked Blaise.

Jacqueline smirked and said, "Right. Damned Gryffindors. How can anyone stand them?"

"I believe you said that you could," said Draco, watching Jacqueline from the opposite corner.

"Yeah, when I didn't know them well. Now, all they want to do is barge into your life and try to find out all of your problems so they can fix them."

"I think your problems will be too much for their thick heads to handle," said Draco quietly.

"Right. As Nick what's-his-name said, 'If I'm sad, I want people to leave me alone and not bother me.'"

"Nick who?" asked Pansy, thinking of a certain Hufflepuff boy.

"I said, I don't know. I think he's in Hufflepuff of something. Now, peace and quiet. That's all I need."

A few Slytherins smirked as Jacqueline quieted down to study.

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"Huh?" started Jacqueline as someone gently touched her shoulder.

"It's lunch time," said Draco.

"Oh, right. I'll just leave my stuff here."

She stood up and walked to lunch with the Slytherins.

"All I know is I am not going back to the Golden Trio right at this moment," and with that Jacqueline seated herself at the Slytherin table.