~Authors' Note~

Hey! I hope you guys like our story! On to chapter one!

Embers: Hey! This is technically chapter two!

Alyssium: No, the prologue doesn't count as a chapter!

Embers: yes

Alyssium: no

Embers: yes

Alyssium: no! ugg!

Ch1.5: To Hogwarts We Go

Alyssium: there are you happy now!?

Embers: yes!

Ebony made her way towards platform 9 ¾, with a smug look on her face. No one recognizes me! She mused in pure delight, for she did not want to be categorized as the "know-it-all". That's now who I am anymore… she sighed as she got onto the train.

Wanting to find an empty compartment, she opened one. To her disgust she found Ron and Harry sitting across from one another, lost in conversation. When she opened the door, they both stared at her.

"Take a picture, it will last longer!" she retorted, causing Ron to look confused.

"I'll explain later," Harry told Ron, as he looked up to face the newcomer.

"I'm sorry, I don't know your name."

"I suppose you wouldn't, would you , pothead? Being what you are, and this," she turned towards Ron,

"Must be Mr. Weasel. I can see that my aim was dead on."

"And what does that mean?" Harry said, standing up now, for he would not let this girl, yes girl, insult his friend any longer.

"I means, that I was dead on with my guess. Shabby clothes, second hand items… red hair…" She smiled at his furry. She had never realized that making fun of her former friends was going to be so fun, and so difficult. All she knew was that she did not wan tot be friends with either of them. They were the goody-goodies of Hogwarts, and she did not want to be looped together with them any longer. No, she wanted the taste of the dark side. She knew what she was, she was a creature of the night, and she wanted to act like one. But most of all she knew it was too risky to be what she was around Ron and Harry.

"Now if you'll excuse me, Señor Pothead," she pretended to curtsy,

"I say au revoir!" and then she was gone, leaving Ron and Harry speechless.

"She'll be in Slytherin," was all Harry said and Ron just nodded as they lapsed into silence.

Ebony, now realizing that she had a headache, went in search of an empty compartment. Upon finding one, she plopped down and looked out the window. It was not long before her isolation was interrupted. When she heard the door open, she automatically looked up and met a pair of big blue eyes. Handsome blue eyes! she silently mused.

Draco walked into the compartment and found himself staring at the prettiest girl, no woman, he had ever seen. Her black hair was waist long and left loose, her slim features and ivory skin gave her the allure of a gypsy. But what caught him the most were her eyes, they were deep brown, so brown they were almost black. It was hard to tell, but he was sure there was a hint of amusement in them.

"Hi," he said, sitting down next to her.

"Hello," she said and sent her most seductive smile, hoping he would catch the hint. He did, and slid closer to her.

"What's your name?" he asked, his eyes alight with lust. Ebony noticed it, but chose to ignore.

"Why do you want to know?" she asked, looking at him.

"Because, you are the most beautiful creature I have ever seen," he smiled at her as he toyed with the ends of her hair.

"Well, aren't you the charmer!" she laughed.

"C'mon, I need to know…" he persisted.

"Why don't you tell me yours first, then I'll see if I like it." she suggested. Knowing she would know his name one way or the other, he complied,

"I'm Draco Malfoy." he stated. Not surprised because she already knew his name, she said, (in French)

"Draco, vous êtes la créature la plus belle que j'ai jamais vue!"* Draco, blessing his father for teaching his French, replied,

"Nous sommes semblables, vous et I. Pourquoi nous ne finissons pas par nous connaître mieux?!"** Ebony lifted an eyebrow at this. I didn't know he knew French… Then, getting an idea, she shifted towards him and pressed her mouth to his.

Surprised, but more amused than anything, Draco drove his tongue into her mouth and devoured it. Not too fast! His mind screamed while his body said otherwise as he laid her down and moved on top of her.

She let him lay her down and began caress his body. God! He has the best body I have ever seen! Her mind mused, as she tangled her hands in his hair. Soon, though, his mouth and hers, became ever more greedy, and he pressed his body into hers. And his mouth left hers and went to suck on the tender flesh underneath her jaw. Ebony just lay there, enjoying the moment, before she felt Draco's hands start to climb up her skirt.

No! her mind screamed. It was only a moment later hen her thoughts were put into words.

"No, Draco, no…" she pleaded, and her got off her. He looked away, ashamed that he had caused her to panic.

Regaining herself, she said in a teasing voice,

"Not yet, ferret boy, not yet!" and then she was gone. At this use of his nickname, Draco swung around to find himself all alone. How the hell does she know that?!

Ebony reappeared a moment later, out side the door of the compartment, and sighed. She was lost in her thoughts as she walked down the alley of the train. That was close… I don't know what he does to me, but I have to be careful, or I could get hurt…

*Draco, you are the most beautiful creature I have ever seen!

**We are alike, you and I. Why don't we get to know each other better?!