Chapter 2: The Chapter With Out a Good Name
Slytherin was awful, Ivory thought. They're all evil, according to her father. Really, if you thought about it, all the houses were below her. Where could she go? Hufflepuff? They're just a bunch of losers who think they're better than everyone else. Gryffindor? Fool hardy idiots. Ravenclaw? No, they're a bunch of geeks.
Ivory concluded that none of the houses were right for her, and Slytherin was just as bad as any of the others. Professor McGonagall showed her to the Slytherin common room, where she was met by Professor Snape. He looks depressed, she thought. Although, she thought, he seemed happier after getting a good look at her.
"Professor Snape," McGonagall said, "This is Ivory Emrys-Caledonensis, the transfer student. I'm quite sure you know of her." She said it more as a statement than a question.
"Of course," he said, "Dumbledore personally informed me of her arrival." He looked her over and then summoned one of the prefects to find a bed for her to sleep in. Ivory was lead off, and Snape went to his office.
Once alone in his office, Snape started thinking about Ivory. She was, undoubtedly, the most perfect female specimen he had ever seen. Though he usually didn't care for his students, this Ivory Emrys-Caledonensis was different. He would find a way to have her. However, he knew, overcoming her immense magical ability would be difficult. The simplest idea is to brew up a potion which would render her subservient to him. While this seems like a good idea, she could very possibly have charms on herself so such potions would not work. With her skill in magic, Snape felt, this was a very real possibility. He sat alone in his office for quite a while longer, considering his options.
Meanwhile, back in the Slytherin Common Room, Ivory was the center of attention. This was what she loved. Guys were crowding around her, in an attempt to get near her. She looked over them all. Surely, one of them was worthy of her attention. After several minutes of mentally narrowing them down, she decided on a fifth year named Dick Salmon. What a silly name, she thought. His real name was Richard, so she decided she'd call him Rick instead. Rick Salmon. Much better.
She picked him out and quite explicitly told him he was taking her to Hogsmeade that night. He, of course, protested that they weren't allowed in Hogsmeade except on School-sanctioned trips. The first one was at least a month away.
She laughed and said, no, that restriction didn't apply to her. Nor did it apply to him, so long as he was with her. Surely, they wouldn't mind if she went. After all, it would do Hogwarts no good in the eyes of the Emrys-Caledonensis family if their daughter were to get in serious trouble the first day. Besides, it'd be simple enough to alter memories if it came to that.
After several more hours of attention from the Slytherin boys, she took Rick by his hand and said he was coming to see her in her new room. As they went up the stairs to the girl's dorm, the floor went flat under Rick's feet and he went sliding down back into the common room. Ivory shook her head. What a ridiculous concept! With barely any effort of will, she broke the spell that made the floor flatten and Rick went up the stairs into the Girl's dorms. As an afterthought, she restored the spell. It'd keep those idiots in the Common room from following after her.
She took him into her room which, unusually for Hogwarts, was a single occupant room. She magically locked the door and took her clothes off for Rick. He stood there; obviously stunned that she was now naked in front of him.
"If you're going to be dating me," she told him, "I have to make sure you can fuck." She laid down on the bed and continued, "So come over here and show me what you can do."
Rick, of course, was at the age where guys are eternally horny. He wasted no time in getting over to her. Among other things, he learned of ways to his (magic) wand that the creators of it probably didn't intend.
After they had finished having sex, Ivory got dressed again and said, "You were all right. You finished pretty fast, though. Work on that. Make sure you're ready to leave at 8:30 tonight." With that, he was expelled from her room so she could "get ready", even though it was only 4:30 in the afternoon.
