(Emily's story)

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-----------Chapter 3-------------

"So, Miss...Alana," Snape smirked. "I hope your classmates have told you enough about me because I will not tolerate any misbehaviors in my class!" He was staring at her with an odd expression, looking as though he was trying to figure her out.

"He looks so familiar, but I can't tell how because I've never been here before," she thought, as Snape curled his lip and went to the board.

"You will be making the Draught of the Living Death. Now I know all of you have probably made this before, but some of us,"Snape stared at Neville, "need to be starting of with a more basic potion. The ingredients are all in the cupboard, and the instructions are on the board. Start now!"

Alana hurried to get her ingredients, because she had none to even start with. She looked around the room, at everyone lighting their cauldron with their wands. She made sure no one was watching, and lighted hers with a prod of her finger.

The potion was not difficult, she had been helping her grandfather with potions ever since she was old enough to read. She could feel someone watching her, and when she looked up the potions master was staring at her. When he noticed that she was looking back, he jerked his head away and started walking around the room.

Snape looked at her potion when she was done, and he nodded at her quickly. "I guess that's about as much as a compliment I'm ever going to get,"Alana thought, glad that her potions skills were acceptable. She took a vial, and put a sample of her potion into it. She labeled it carefully, and set it at the front of the classroom with everyone else's.

When the bell rang, she took a sample of hers to the front, satisfied, and retrieved her bag. "Miss Alana," Snape said sourly. "When you go to Hogsmeade, I suggest you get your own potions ingredients. I cannot allow you to use up all mine in storage."

Alana nodded curtly, and walked very fast out of the door. "He can be such a pain in the ass sometimes,"Ron said as she joined them. Harry and Hermione nodded in agreement.

"It's not like he doesn't have enough stuff in that cupboard to fill the whole castle with! And what the hell does he think he is doing?" Ron asked, as Draco walked up to Alana.

"Hey Alana, would it be okay if I met up with you after dinner? I can show you around then."

"Yeah, sure. That'd be great," she agreed. Draco smiled at her and walked back into the potions room.

"What are you doing hanging around with Malfoy?" Ron asked as they were walking up the stairs to Transfiguration. "Well," she answered," he offered to show me around, and since I don't know where anything is..." "But he is a Slytherin!" Ron interrupted.

"Who cares what house he is in!"Alana shouted. "Other than you guys, he is the only one who has actually wanted to talk to me. All the other guys just stare and make me feel really uncomfortable."

"But..." Ron started. Hermione hushed him and touched his arm. "Aren't we supposed to be making all of the houses united anyways?" Hermione pointed out. "Maybe her and Draco becoming friends would be a good thing."

"His father is an deatheater! There is no way being friends with him could ever be a good thing," Ron retorted, increasing his pace and leaving them behind with Hermione shaking her head.

As they entered the classroom,Alana waved at Professor McGonagall, who had just turned herself from a cat to a woman again.

"Well hello again, Miss Alana," she said sweetly. "I hope your first day has been good so far?" "As good as I hadhoped it would be,"Alana answered, finding a seat by Hermione and the boy named Neville.

"Today," the professor announced, " we will be vanishing kittens and since that is old work, we will also be transfiguring certain objects into kittens. That's so we won't really be missing any little cats after the class." A few of the students smiled meekly.

Alanalooked at her small kitten (with painted white with black spots),who happened to be asleep. "How am I going to do this without people noticing?" she asked herself. She had thought about this earlier, and when she had been with Draco outside, she picked up a smooth stick from the outskirts of the forest.

"It kinda looks like a wand." She had never used a wand before because she had never had to. She held it akwardly in her right hand, and pointed it at the kitten. Her plan was to pretend like she was using a wand (which is why she had the stick), but actually do the magic with her other hand.

No one should know about her being able to do wandless magic.

The kitten vanished immediately, and Hermione and Neville looked at her astonished. Professor McGonagall was also surprised. That was almost as fast as she could do it.

"Well done, Miss Alana," the professor noted." I guess you have been doing this for a long time." "Oh..., yes ma'am, I have,"Alana replied, not wanting to say that she had only vanished objects a few times, and they were mainly by accident.

"You may start on transfiguring this into a kitten." The professor placed a goblet in front of her.

Again,Alana pretended to use her wand, but actually had her left hand under the desk, so not a soul could see it glowing. The stained goblet turned into a kitten, an exact clone of the one that had been on her desk in the first place. The kitten meowed and crawled into Alana's lap.

Now the whole class was looking at her in astonishment. "Never have I..." the professor cleared her throat. "How long have you been able to do this?"

"I'm not really sure,"Alana said slowly, looking at Hermione who had just accomplished vanishing her kitten.

"Well anyways, that kitten seems to like you very much," the professor commented. " I suggest you keep a close eye on him."

"Oh really! Thank you!"Alana said hugging the second very taken aback professor.Alana cuddled Faye (Hermione helped her figure out the name) and decided to watch her other classmates complete their assignment.

Hermione was the second to finish, but Neville and Ron were having great difficultly in making even part of their kitten vanish. Harry had done that much, but he was having trouble with his goblet, the only thing that changed for his was that it sprouted hairs.

"Well to everyone who has not been able to finish this very easy task," McGonagall huffed," your homework is to practice and be ready to do it again next lesson."

The bell rang and everyone filled out of class. "Alana, you are just full of surprises, aren't you," Harry smirked. "You have no idea," she answered, as she hurried up to the Gryffindor common room and put Faye on her bed. "You be good now,"Alana told her, running to lunch.

She sat across from Harry, Ginny, and Hermione,and next to Ron and Neville, who seemed to still be upset about his Transfiguration. "Don't worry, Neville. You'll get it soon enough," she encouraged, and he gave her a weak smile.

"So, you must be theAlana everyone is talking about," said a boy who had walked over to her. "My name is Blaise. You might have heard of me."Ginny snorted, and Alana shook her head. "No sorry I don't think I've heard of you."

She was on the verge of turning back around, when he added, " Well, if you ever need someone to show you around, just call on me. I know how to treat a lady."

Alana smiled at him. "Sorry Blaise, but I've already been shown around. And to answer your next question, no I will not go out with you." Everyone at her table snickered at her remark and Blaise walked back to his table feeling humiliated.

"How dare she," he said to Draco, who was trying not to laugh at him. "Girls don't turn me down, what's wrong with her?" he continued, looking at Draco for an explanation. "I mean, you and me get all the girls we want, doesn't she know a good thing when she sees it?"

Draco inwardly shook his head at his cocky best friend. Alana wasn't like any of the other girls around here. He wasn't sure how she had done it, but he knew she was different from their little visit to the headmaster's office...

"Ohh Draco, by the way," Blaise continued. " Flint told me to tell you that he has scheduled a practice tonight. He also said you had better be there, or else."Draco cringed, no one wanted Flint mad. Draco sighed, and seeing Alana walking out, he left the table.

"Hey Alana," he started," I got some bad news. Our crazy captain for quidditch is throwing a practice on us tonight after dinner. I won't be able to show you around. I hope I can later on though."

"Oh alright," she said, and Draco gave her a quick kiss on the cheek. "Until then," he said, walking toward the dungeons.

"Why does he keep doing that?"Alana wondered, putting a hand on her cheek. "Draco continues to confuse me." He was the only one who has seen her magic, and she hoped he had kept it to himself. She didn't know why, with all the warnings she hears from Ron every twenty minutes, but she trusted him.

Alana had a free period and she went to the library, finding Hermione huddled into one of the largest books she had ever seen. "Oh Alana!" Hermione said, noticing her,"welcome to my favorite place, the library. What are you looking for?"

"Oh nothing," she said quickly. " I just wanted to look around; I love libraries." With that, Hermione gave her an agreeing nod, and then turned back to her book.

Ever since their meeting a few weeks back, Merlin had struck an interest in her, and she wanted to know everything. She knew that Merlin was from her father's side of the family, but that was all she knew about it. Her mother never liked to talk about it. She always acted like she had to hide it.

"Now I know why she hid it,"Alana said bitterly to herself, wishing that it had all been just a dream, well, nightmare. But she knew this was a nightmare she wouldn't wake up from.

She looked through a couple of books, not wanting to seem like she was looking for anything in particular. She read that he was one of the most powerful wizards and that he had many magical skills, including wandless magic and control of the elements.

"Well that much I knew," She thought. "There is no point in looking him up. What I want to know isn't going to be in any book, but I guess I still have to try."

Ever since he had come to her that day, her life had become turmoil. A week later, the death eaters had shown up at her house,and she and her sister just barely slipped away. Her grandparents hadn't been so lucky. "If only my mother had been there..." she thought. "Then maybe I would still have my sister."

Thinking of her sister upset her dearly. Abby was her best friend and second half. Alana was the only one in the family thatdidn't use a wandand her powers were out of the ordinary; her mother and step-father didn't know what to do with her. Her mother was always frightened by them, and told her not to use them. Her step-father was a bit more agressive in his ways of stopping her...

But her sister and her grandfather were proud of her and tried very hard to help her develop some of her powers. With their support, she was able to learn the basics of her powers and how to control them.

Where was my father in all of this? She thought. Her mother said she had met him one day up in the mountains and had come back homea year and a half later to find out she was pregnant.

She wiped the tears rolling down her face she hadn't noticed were falling. She looked up and saw Hermione still absorbed in her book. Alana quietly left the library and headed back to the Gryffindor common room.

"Merlin told me there was more to me than I know,"Alana thought. "How much more of me am I going to be able to handle?"

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