Yes I have a bad habit of lying! I'm sorryyy! I completely forgot about the
fact Lacey was to get a letter from her mother and I didn't put that in
EeEeE! Bad me! Well, I'm going to squeeze that in.. PROMISE!! Still not
sure if Draco finds out in this one or not. if it happens it happens!! And
once again I'm not J.K. Rowling otherwise these fics would be the real
books and this is just all me using her characters except Lacey and any un-
familiar characters. Summary: Lacey receives the letter from her mother,
which Fred forgot to give her, and she tries out for the Quidditch team.
Thanks to: LyRa and Golden winged angle! LyRa. yea its my nightmare to imagine Marcus Flint kissing me too! Golden winged angle.. Aww thanks for saying my story is sooo good! :-D Thanks to LyRa for that too and the other two reviewers I thanked before! Luv ya guys! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~
Lacey sat down on the couch, in the cold Slytherin common room with a letter in her hand. Fred had given it to her saying that it arrived for her while she was talking with Dumbledore. Fred also went on to say he sort of forgot about it until after Transfiguration. She slowly opened up the letter. It was a little shorter than she had expected. This is what the letter said:
Lacey, I am happy that you are enjoying Hogwarts, though I am a little saddened of the house in which you were sorted. I also am worried that people may grow even more suspicious about whether or not you are related to Draco Malfoy. You must not tell him, I beg of you. The last thing I want is Lucius finding out about you. Even if he has any heart in that cold body of his, I will not let him turn you into a Malfoy. I know that is what he would want and would refuse a child of his to have any name other than his own. You know you are the eldest Ravenclaw heir at this point, and I know deeply that at heart, there is not a single drop of Malfoy inside. I am not saying that you are not half Malfoy, but you are nothing like that lot, and I hope you come to see this as well. I wonder if you were merely sorted because of your father. Well, do well in school or right back to Beauxbatons you go.
Love, Your Mother P.S. Good to hear you have friends, even if they are in a different house. Better than befriending the Slytherins.
Lacey was a little surprised that her mother didn't say a single thing about her "having to come home." And what was with her saying Lacey couldn't tell Draco? That was the whole reason Lacey even came to Hogwarts, wasn't it? And the hat wouldn't sort her into Slytherin simply because her father happens to be Lucius Malfoy. No, the hat sorted based on the person, didn't it? Lacey sighed and tucked the letter in her robes. She didn't feel like writing her mother back at that moment and didn't know if she ever would.
"Ready to go?" Lacey jumped a little bit when she heard someone unexpectedly talking to her. She turned to see Flint.
"Oh. Yea, I suppose so."
"Well, then let's go. The rest of the team will be waiting for us. you do have a broom don't you?"
"Oh yes. My stepfather recently bought me a Nimbus Two Thousand and One. I know it's not as good as a Firebolt, but well, it's the best I got."
"That's fine. It's what the rest of the team has, and only one person in the school owns a Firebolt, Harry Potter."
Lacey quickly grabbed her broom. "Oh well lucky him. Yes better go now, don't want to get the others mad." Flint gave her a puzzled look but just shrugged and walked out of the common room with Lacey quickly behind him.
"Do you even know much about Quidditch?" Flint asked.
"Of course I do! What do you think I am, anyway? It's not like I'm some clueless git from another planet! Who doesn't know about Quidditch?" Flint smirked, "I'm just saying, not a lot of girls seem to be interested in Quidditch."
"Well, that's just silly! Quidditch is so very interesting and sure it's dangerous, but it's just that feeling that you're all the way up in the air but could fall at any moment that makes it all worth while."
Flint gave a small laugh, "You are certainly the first girl I have ever met who could describe Quidditch this way. Well, here we are. the Quidditch pitch. I'm sure you know everyone but I will introduce them anyway." Flint turned to the team and said, "All right, we have a new Chaser, possibly, if she can prove that she is good enough. For those of you who don't know, this is Lacey Ravenclaw." Flint started saying everyone's name on the team and then said, "And you know, Draco Malfoy of course." Lacey nodded and Draco did and said absolutely nothing. "Okay now let's get started. You will go through a few drills, see how your speed and passing is, and shooting techniques."
"Alright, sounds good to me." Lacey got on her broom and flew up into the air. Flint released the two bludgers and grabbed the quaffle. Flint and everyone, except Malfoy, flew up on their own brooms.
Flint said, "The two beaters will take care of the bludgers, but in order to see if you really have what it takes, a bit of danger and distraction will make it seem like more of a game. Ready?" Lacey nodded and Flint handed her the Quaffle. "Go." Lacey sped toward the goal posts at a speed even amazing for someone with a Numbus Two Thousand and One. Her passing was sharp and strong and Flint was very impressed. Her shooting was even better than her flying. Flint knew he had found their new chaser, and they were going to have the Gryffindors walking with their heads down in shame after they played them.
"Alright, Lacey, that's enough." Everyone landed back on the ground, and Lacey looked unsure. "You made the team, Lacey. We have practice tomorrow here after classes. Don't be late, it wouldn't look very good. We're sure to win the Quidditch cup now, if only Draco here can beat Harry in catching the Snitch." Draco had a cold look on his face, but didn't reply to Flint. "Alright, back to the Slytherin dormitory." Everyone started walking back inside the school, and Lacey followed behind them. Unfortunately for them, the Gryffindor Quidditch team was heading out to the field. While passing them, the Slytherins made rude remarks to the Gryffindors and vice versa.
"You'll be happy to know we have a new chaser, so you better be careful. She is clearly the best and is so fast she'll do circles around your head before you even know what's going on." Flint said, smirking.
"Oh shut-up Flint! Every year you say that, and every year you just eat your own words! So spare us this time and go tame your ego." George said, defensively.
"Yea, Flint. The only way you could beat us is if you had Harry for your Seeker, because Merlin knows your Seeker is slower then a sloth." Fred spat.
"You better watch it Weasley, or I'll make sure that you eat the bludgers out on the playing field." Flint said back in a cold voice.
"Who is your new chaser then, Flint?" Angelina asked, in a challenging tone.
"Our newest addition to Hogwarts." Flint said, with a sly smile. He pointed back towards Lacey, and they all looked at the blonde head looking down at the ground. Lacey could feel her face heating up with embarrassment. She didn't want her Gryffindor friends to find out this way.
"Don't look down at the ground! Look at them and show you mean business!" Draco whispered harshly. Lacey's heart beat faster as she saw that now Draco was right next to her. Now they can really tell! She thought angrily. If she did look up they would become even more suspicious.
Fred stammered out, "L..Lacey? You're the new Slytherin chaser?" Lacey looked up slightly at Fred's astonished face. George was even surprised as well. Hell, they were all a little shocked!
"Uh. yes I am. Marcus says I'm quite good actually, I mean it could be fun. Besides, it's just a game and I've always wanted to try it out for myself." No one on the Gryffindor said anything. They just shot the rest of them, except Lacey, a dark look and walked off toward the Quidditch Pitch.
Lacey slowly walked into the Slytherin common room, which was empty for the most part. She started to walk up to the stairs to her dormitory when Draco stopped her.
"I can't shake the feeling that you look oddly like you are related to me. Are you sure I don't know you and that you are in no way related to me?" Lacey sighed.
"Draco, sit down. I have to talk to you."
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* ~*~*~* Okay I know it was sort of short and sort of boring, but hey in the next chapter Draco most defiantly finds out about Lacey being his half- sister. I promise! Besides can't you tell by the last sentence??? Well, all reviews are welcome! I haven't had any in weeks because it's been so long since I have written. A lil piece of advice. neva attempt to write a fic for Lord of The Rings. people are so uptight about the slightest changes! Merlin, they get all into it if isn't almost just like the books! Besides, its more fun writing Harry Potter fics anyway, don't you think?
Thanks to: LyRa and Golden winged angle! LyRa. yea its my nightmare to imagine Marcus Flint kissing me too! Golden winged angle.. Aww thanks for saying my story is sooo good! :-D Thanks to LyRa for that too and the other two reviewers I thanked before! Luv ya guys! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~
Lacey sat down on the couch, in the cold Slytherin common room with a letter in her hand. Fred had given it to her saying that it arrived for her while she was talking with Dumbledore. Fred also went on to say he sort of forgot about it until after Transfiguration. She slowly opened up the letter. It was a little shorter than she had expected. This is what the letter said:
Lacey, I am happy that you are enjoying Hogwarts, though I am a little saddened of the house in which you were sorted. I also am worried that people may grow even more suspicious about whether or not you are related to Draco Malfoy. You must not tell him, I beg of you. The last thing I want is Lucius finding out about you. Even if he has any heart in that cold body of his, I will not let him turn you into a Malfoy. I know that is what he would want and would refuse a child of his to have any name other than his own. You know you are the eldest Ravenclaw heir at this point, and I know deeply that at heart, there is not a single drop of Malfoy inside. I am not saying that you are not half Malfoy, but you are nothing like that lot, and I hope you come to see this as well. I wonder if you were merely sorted because of your father. Well, do well in school or right back to Beauxbatons you go.
Love, Your Mother P.S. Good to hear you have friends, even if they are in a different house. Better than befriending the Slytherins.
Lacey was a little surprised that her mother didn't say a single thing about her "having to come home." And what was with her saying Lacey couldn't tell Draco? That was the whole reason Lacey even came to Hogwarts, wasn't it? And the hat wouldn't sort her into Slytherin simply because her father happens to be Lucius Malfoy. No, the hat sorted based on the person, didn't it? Lacey sighed and tucked the letter in her robes. She didn't feel like writing her mother back at that moment and didn't know if she ever would.
"Ready to go?" Lacey jumped a little bit when she heard someone unexpectedly talking to her. She turned to see Flint.
"Oh. Yea, I suppose so."
"Well, then let's go. The rest of the team will be waiting for us. you do have a broom don't you?"
"Oh yes. My stepfather recently bought me a Nimbus Two Thousand and One. I know it's not as good as a Firebolt, but well, it's the best I got."
"That's fine. It's what the rest of the team has, and only one person in the school owns a Firebolt, Harry Potter."
Lacey quickly grabbed her broom. "Oh well lucky him. Yes better go now, don't want to get the others mad." Flint gave her a puzzled look but just shrugged and walked out of the common room with Lacey quickly behind him.
"Do you even know much about Quidditch?" Flint asked.
"Of course I do! What do you think I am, anyway? It's not like I'm some clueless git from another planet! Who doesn't know about Quidditch?" Flint smirked, "I'm just saying, not a lot of girls seem to be interested in Quidditch."
"Well, that's just silly! Quidditch is so very interesting and sure it's dangerous, but it's just that feeling that you're all the way up in the air but could fall at any moment that makes it all worth while."
Flint gave a small laugh, "You are certainly the first girl I have ever met who could describe Quidditch this way. Well, here we are. the Quidditch pitch. I'm sure you know everyone but I will introduce them anyway." Flint turned to the team and said, "All right, we have a new Chaser, possibly, if she can prove that she is good enough. For those of you who don't know, this is Lacey Ravenclaw." Flint started saying everyone's name on the team and then said, "And you know, Draco Malfoy of course." Lacey nodded and Draco did and said absolutely nothing. "Okay now let's get started. You will go through a few drills, see how your speed and passing is, and shooting techniques."
"Alright, sounds good to me." Lacey got on her broom and flew up into the air. Flint released the two bludgers and grabbed the quaffle. Flint and everyone, except Malfoy, flew up on their own brooms.
Flint said, "The two beaters will take care of the bludgers, but in order to see if you really have what it takes, a bit of danger and distraction will make it seem like more of a game. Ready?" Lacey nodded and Flint handed her the Quaffle. "Go." Lacey sped toward the goal posts at a speed even amazing for someone with a Numbus Two Thousand and One. Her passing was sharp and strong and Flint was very impressed. Her shooting was even better than her flying. Flint knew he had found their new chaser, and they were going to have the Gryffindors walking with their heads down in shame after they played them.
"Alright, Lacey, that's enough." Everyone landed back on the ground, and Lacey looked unsure. "You made the team, Lacey. We have practice tomorrow here after classes. Don't be late, it wouldn't look very good. We're sure to win the Quidditch cup now, if only Draco here can beat Harry in catching the Snitch." Draco had a cold look on his face, but didn't reply to Flint. "Alright, back to the Slytherin dormitory." Everyone started walking back inside the school, and Lacey followed behind them. Unfortunately for them, the Gryffindor Quidditch team was heading out to the field. While passing them, the Slytherins made rude remarks to the Gryffindors and vice versa.
"You'll be happy to know we have a new chaser, so you better be careful. She is clearly the best and is so fast she'll do circles around your head before you even know what's going on." Flint said, smirking.
"Oh shut-up Flint! Every year you say that, and every year you just eat your own words! So spare us this time and go tame your ego." George said, defensively.
"Yea, Flint. The only way you could beat us is if you had Harry for your Seeker, because Merlin knows your Seeker is slower then a sloth." Fred spat.
"You better watch it Weasley, or I'll make sure that you eat the bludgers out on the playing field." Flint said back in a cold voice.
"Who is your new chaser then, Flint?" Angelina asked, in a challenging tone.
"Our newest addition to Hogwarts." Flint said, with a sly smile. He pointed back towards Lacey, and they all looked at the blonde head looking down at the ground. Lacey could feel her face heating up with embarrassment. She didn't want her Gryffindor friends to find out this way.
"Don't look down at the ground! Look at them and show you mean business!" Draco whispered harshly. Lacey's heart beat faster as she saw that now Draco was right next to her. Now they can really tell! She thought angrily. If she did look up they would become even more suspicious.
Fred stammered out, "L..Lacey? You're the new Slytherin chaser?" Lacey looked up slightly at Fred's astonished face. George was even surprised as well. Hell, they were all a little shocked!
"Uh. yes I am. Marcus says I'm quite good actually, I mean it could be fun. Besides, it's just a game and I've always wanted to try it out for myself." No one on the Gryffindor said anything. They just shot the rest of them, except Lacey, a dark look and walked off toward the Quidditch Pitch.
Lacey slowly walked into the Slytherin common room, which was empty for the most part. She started to walk up to the stairs to her dormitory when Draco stopped her.
"I can't shake the feeling that you look oddly like you are related to me. Are you sure I don't know you and that you are in no way related to me?" Lacey sighed.
"Draco, sit down. I have to talk to you."
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* ~*~*~* Okay I know it was sort of short and sort of boring, but hey in the next chapter Draco most defiantly finds out about Lacey being his half- sister. I promise! Besides can't you tell by the last sentence??? Well, all reviews are welcome! I haven't had any in weeks because it's been so long since I have written. A lil piece of advice. neva attempt to write a fic for Lord of The Rings. people are so uptight about the slightest changes! Merlin, they get all into it if isn't almost just like the books! Besides, its more fun writing Harry Potter fics anyway, don't you think?