i Chapter Two:Happy Birthday Indeed /i
On October 31st I was left in the backround once again. My friends hadn't even remebered it was my birthday. All they cared about was the champions being annonced. I tuned out, all I heard was the names, Fleur Delacour for Beuxbatons, Viktor Krum for Durmstrang, and Cedric Diggory for Hogwarts. But I tuned in when Dumbledore shouted, quite loudly, "Harry Potter!" A fourth campion...and the boy who lived. This was another time for me to watch Potter. And I did so. When most of the important people had gone inside a room set off from the great hall, and the other teachers weren't looking, I snuck outside and under the sill of the window where the important people were speaking with Harry, and the champions.
"...No one's fault but Potter's, Karkaroff,"I heard Snape say softly, "Don't go blaming Dumbledore for Potter's determination to break the rules. He has been crossing lines ever since he arrived here-" Snape was cut off by Dumbledore.
"Thank you, Severus,"I heard him say firmly, I didn't hear Snape reply. "Did you put your name into the Goblet of Fire, Harry?" All I heard next was Potter saying;"No." Then I felt someone was going to be coming near my spot. I wished not to get in trouble, so I fled back to the Great Hall, everyone was leaving. I followed my fellow Slytherins back to our common room.
The very second we got in there Draco started ranting about how this was an outrage, and that Potter was a rule breaking freak. "Can you believe this Lore!" He asked me, I was the only one with brains that he knew, although I knew for a fact that Goyle had memeroized the table of elements, and was a math wiz, and that Crabbe fancied reading Charles Dickens, and Shakespear. All things of a Muggle. I was thankful that Draco had not seen me leave.
"No! He is a discrace upon all that is wizard!"I said incase Draco had seen, so he would be so glad that I agreed with him so heartedly. Of course that might mean that he would try to start up the 'We all Hate Potter Group' again. Making me second in comand. Which is not my slice of pie.
"Exactly!"He said thowing his arms in the air to make some sort of wacked statment. Then he turned to me. "What did you hear, when you went to spy?" Of course he had notcied. And I was once again to tell what I knew.
"Snape blames Potter fully, and the last thing I heard was Potter saying that he didn't put his name into the Goblet thing."I told him what I knew, which was basicly nothing good. Some slytherin's went to bed, and the common room quieted down before Draco spoke again.
"You need to keep an extreamly close watch on Potter for the entire year. Extreamly close, hearing more than the 40 of conversations, you need to be hearing atleast 85 of what he talks about. Always be near him, he doesn't know who you are, so he'd be likely to just ignore the fact that your near by. Understand?"He told me quietly, and was seriously meaning it.
"Yes, sir!"I said jokingly saluting. He rolled his eyes and groaned annoyingly before dismissing me, we both went to our dorms, where all the girls were in with the seventh years, disscussing matters. I did not join them, I went into the sixth year dorms, and went to my trunk, after rusleing around inside for ten minutes, I found my mirror. I clearly whispered, "Bellatrix Lestrange," into it. No answer came. I threw myself onto the bed, and thought about what I could do now thats not boring. Then I thought of someone else who owned one of these mirrors.
"Sirius Black!"I whispered loudly into the mirror, my breath appearing on the glass, his face slowy appeared on th mirror. "Hello, murderer."I said to him smiling. He looked bewildered at the fact that some strange girl had just contacted him.
"Who are you? And where did you get a mirror?"He asked me. The second question was just redundant. All girls own a mirror, or atleast all the ones I know do. How pathetic. I rolled my eyes.
"I'm Lorelai, and all girls own mirrors, Sirius."I told him. He obviously thought that I was going to sell him out to the ministry who had a price on his head. "I know your Innocent. Peter Pettigrew killed all those muggles, then went into hiding." I knew the story, I knew he was innocent. It was just one of those things Death Eater children knew.
"Lorelai? Lorelai what? And how do you know all that stuff?"He asked me cooling down a bit, less confused.
"Lorelai Lestrange. It comes with the fact that mother, and father are death eaters."I told him, he raised an eyebrow. "Got a problem with that?" I said, knowing he probably did. As most usually, unless they were of my house, did.
"No...but why did call you me? To turn me in as your mother would?"Sirius said bitterly. I was shocked at this thought. That idea had never crossed my mind, I was just looking for someone other than slulty girls in my house to talk to.
"If I know your innocent, why in the world would I question it, and turn you in to the ministry, or Azkaban for that matter!"I didn't answer his first question, I wasn't one to admit that I was lonely, and saying I was bored was just plain dumb.
"Because your mother would have. And I asume so far your the exact replica of her. In every aspect."He said calmly. Oh how I wanted to say something witty, and cruel to my not too distant cousin. But that would have proven him right. And I hated when I proved people's asumptions about myself, or my family, correct.
"I may be a replica of my dear mother, but replica's only show that of the outside. Not the inside. There's a difference."I replied coolly, acting as if it did not bother me. Another talent of mine. Lieing, I was a true Slytherin, cunning with lies. I didn't parad this about. It would ruin my tower of lies. Not long after my reponse did Sirius say that he had to go, and we said are calm goodbyes. At about midnight the girls in my year returned to the dorm, still awake, and certainly still chatty.
Leanne Bullen bounced onto the foot of my bed, as if we were best buddies. Truth betold, I didn't even know her last name untill later that year. A girl with annoying blond hair, and dead blue eyes, she was in the middle of the good look bay. I was in second place. "Lore, what do you think of the champions?" I was shocked to find that she even knew my nickname, even more so she said it again as if we were the best of friends.
"Delacour is too girlish, Krum is too famous, Diggory is too hot, and too Hufflepuff. Potter is too...theres not even a word for what I think about him."I said hurriedly, I was actually trying to sleep before they bustled in, squealing, and what not.
"You think Diggory is hot? I gave him only a 8.0, low score."Leanne said, obviously she had gotten the system wacked out. She must have thought that 10 was the lowest, and that 1 was the highest. Even though it was the other way around. It was rumored that she was the cousin of both Goyle, and Crabbe, plain dumb in public, genius in privet.
"Other way 'round Bullen!"Emerald Jounter said after changing into her dressing gown. Jounter was in first place with the good looks. Honey blond hair that looked too shiney to be real, and green eyes that matched the decour of the Slytherin dungeons. How the boys gave her first place, I'll never know. Nor will I ever know how I scraped second place. "Hey Lestrange, isn't it your birthday today?"She asked me, oh how I wished they'd just shut their mouths, and go to bed.
"No, it was yesterday."I said looking at the clock, it was already twenty past midnight. The other girls did that stupid smphathy thing they do, gasped, and some how ended up all on my bed.
"Oh Lorelai! We're so sorry!"Vivian McMeverin said, actually giving me a hug. If I played my cards right they would soon go to bed, and leave me be. "I can't believe we forgot your birthday!"Vivian was the one of the two slytherin girls I actually did have friendship with. She had gotten fourth in looks contest, below Leanne, but above Maggie Marter, Kiolet Debrue, and Kathrine Vantervay. Vivian had light red hair, and hazel eyes.
"It's okay, there was alot going on today. Halloween, and that whole Tournment. I almost forgot it myself."I said doing my lying thing again. Kiolet, and Katherine gave me hugs next. I bearly knew either of them. I had some friends in Ravenclaw house, including thrid year Luna Lovegood, Maddison Clover, and Kimaire Jacobson. I was actually the only one who could make full sense of Luna. Kim swore that the hat must of misplaced me. I had explained that I chose Slytherin over Ravenclaw, because it's what my mother would have wanted. Maddie, and I agrued for weeks about whether or not your choice of house matters. I won when we asked Dumbledore in fourth year, and when Maddie was petrified herself. I hadn't spoken much with her since.
"It is so not okay!"Renee Boleyn said rushing into the dorms, she was a seventh year Slytherin. For the seventh year looks contest she had gotten thrid place this year. The sixth year contest hadn't taken place yet this year. Renee was the only other Slytherin friend of mine. She had green hair, yes green, and silver eyes, she had worked hard all her sixth year to achieve the slytherin colors. After she had done so, I told her that she could have just done her hair silver, and keep the green eyes she alreadly had. She almost killed me.
After a amount of time, they sodded off, and we all sleep, untill a distrubing sound awoke us in the early hours of the morning. And boy was it annoying...
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A/N:Never heard the girls names? I made them up too...so ha! I can think up plain names...