Hey everyone! It has been two days, but it has felt like FOREVER! Lol, anyway, enjoy the next chapter and send me your reviews and any ideas you have! I was itching to write this chapter from my original character's perspective so here it is. Enjoy!

Briar POV

I watch him as he entertains his friends during the Welcome Back ceremony in the Main Hall. Dumbledore had started his yearly speech when a tiny woman who looked remarkably like a flamingo, interrupted him by clearing her throat. I'm not sure what she said past the fact her name was Umbridge. I was too distracted by the power struggle between her and Dumbledore.

I wonder if she knows how ridiculous she looks in that outfit? How can a woman that tiny be so annoying…?

When she is done droning on about how the Ministry is basically taking over Hogwarts, she finally goes to take a seat. I focus my eyes back on my target to notice Pansy is trying, yet again, to fuse her body to his arm while he shakes her off in disgust. I let out of silent laugh and return my eyes to my book. I'm not going to lie, I kind of feel bad for the girl. She's so blinded with love, or her family's need for power by joining their families; that she can't see how repulsed Malfoy is by her touching him. It has quickly become my favorite scene to watch during meal times.

The book my nose is stuffed in is a great way to be invisible here at Hogwarts. Ever since I was sorted my first year, I made it my priority to become the one who watches everything that goes on in Slytherin. Many assume I'm a Ravenclaw because of the inevitable book adorning my face, but it's okay that my house mates can't recognize me in the halls. It makes my mission easier since I won't be distracted by something as trivial as being popular like Malfoy.

SLAM! The sound of a book being harshly set on the table across from me by my only friend, Grace, catches my attention. Hey, I said I didn't want to be popular. I never said I was a hermit.

"My Queen, I regret to inform you that your eyes are wandering again from that precious book of yours. Maybe you should just go mount him and get it over with," Grace says with a teasing smirk and a dramatic entrance. Some students around us stare at us like we've lost our minds. After the Triwizard Tournament last year, it's not that impossible. Cedric's death impacted more people than just Harry Potter…

Maybe being a hermit wouldn't be such a bad thing…

"Will you stop calling me your Queen? People are going to…"

"…start noticing you. I know," she says finishing my sentence and rolling her eyes. "Just because you have all powerful wandless magic, that doesn't mean you have to seclude yourself from meeting new friends and you know, living? That thing teenagers are meant to do?"

I huff and carefully fold my book cover into the page I'm on and set the book softly onto the table. It's a limited edition about how magic came to be and I definitely can't damage it. It's too precious to learning more about my magic.

"Grace, you know that if a certain someone knows I exist, then my chances of helping to defeat him is greatly diminished and I can't let that happen. And I'm not all powerful so shut up."

She stifles the smile threatening to split her face in half behind her hands as I feel the corners of my lips pull up at the corners. I give her a playful smirk and she lets out a loud laugh that can only be described as a cackle. I start to giggle a little as I pick up my book again noticing that people around us have started to look at us as Grace finally gets her laughing under control.

So much for staying invisible. But maybe Grace is right? Could I have a life while trying to stay hidden from the Dark Lord who would come for me if he knew of my powers? Could I complete my mission and not get hurt?

As I think that and hear Grace's muffled remark of "That's utter bull and you know it," I sneak a glance and am met with piercing blue-gray eyes. The same eyes I saw earlier this morning that made me forget about the violence I had watched at the hands of his father. I still couldn't think of anything, but the security I felt when he had his hand on my face with two muggles laying not even twenty feet away from us.

Don't get attached. You have a task to complete. You promised Ced.

He sees me looking and sends his signature smirk my way. I know he expects me to blush and look away like his flock of followers so I meet his stare with a smirk that challenges his. His smirk falls a little and I see something flash in his eyes. Surprise? I turn my attention back to Grace who is trying to convince me my wandless magic is more interesting than I make it out to be and start to stand up.

"As fun as this has been, I have some homework to get done so I'll see you in the morning. Don't get into too much trouble while I'm gone, Little Gray." She snorts and I send her a final smirk as I gather my book and make for the entrance of the Great Hall. As I turn the corner to continue down the hall, I can't help but feel his eyes following my every move.

My name is Briar Griffin. I'm a powerful Animagus and witch with rare magic given to me at birth. I have many magical gifts including my eyes. Both of my parents died at the hands of the Dark Lord and my half-brother, Cedric Diggory, is the only reason I'm alive. My mission is to help Harry Potter avenge Ced and take down Voldemort as a hidden weapon, but can I do that when all I can think about is stormy blue eyes?