Chapter 5

Harry Potter...There to Ruin My Life Since FOREVER!

Everyone hopped off the train and scrambled to find a carriage to take us all to the castle. Ivy met up with us and we introduced her to Scar before she left to grab June. They seemed to get along pretty well.

When we all started to make our way to the carriages Annabelle Drosie, the biggest bitch in the history of bitches brushed past us all, knocking Ivy's cage with a still injured June inside to the ground.

Blaise, being the total gentleman he was, grabbed it before June dropped and handed it back to Ivy.

"Thanks." Ivy said, taking June back and checking her over.

"No problem." Blaise said.

"Come on," Scar said impatiently "we have to get a carriage!"

I nodded, trying hard not to let my envy shine through "Yeah, and hurry before we have to share with Drosie!"

As we walked down to the carriages, I still glared at Draco's and Pansy's intertwined hands with a look pf pure envy.

It's not fair, it's just not fair. I thought as I sat across from Draco and Pansy assumed her place on Draco's lap as everyone started filing in, until Blaise came in last with Ivy.

"Hi." Ivy said, waving to everyone.

"I hope nobody minds if I invited her." Blaise said, sitting on Draco's left side. "It was either this or she shared with Drosie, O'Neil, Sheila and Ramona."

"Why'd I mind?" I asked Blaise, taking a ball of lint off my robes "Ivy's my bestie!"

"Hi, I'm Scarlett," Scarlett said to Ivy, holding out her hand "But you can call me Scar."

"Hi, I'm Ivy. But you can call me V." Ivy said, sitting next to Scar, Blaise sitting on her other side.

Ivy began to talk to Scar about Quidditch as I watched Blaise look on.

Ohh! I thought, smirking Blaise and Ivy gonna sit in a tree. K-I-S-S-I-N-G!

"Oh, stop it, Han!" Ivy snapped coldly as Blaise looked to the carriage floor.

"What?" I asked, faking my innocence "I didn't say anything."

The carriage stopped, and Ivy and June were the first to leave.

I watched as she went, smirking all the while as Pansy finally let Draco have some space for me.

"She likes Blaise." I said to Draco, my smirk widening into a mischievous grin.

Blaise pushed past the two of us out of the carriage and after Ivy.

"And he likes Duff." Draco says, mirroring my grin.

"Great," Scar says, jumping out of the carriage "another couple of love birds. Come on! I want to be Sorted!"

"Love Birds?" I asked, raising my eyebrows in confusion as I hopped out of the carriage myself and followed after Scar. "Scar, what do you mean by love birds?"

Scar looked at me as if I asked the world's stupidest question "You and Draco and Blaise and Ivy apparently, duh."

My stomach sank. "Scar," I said, looking down as we entered the school "he's dating Pansy."

Scar looked at me before she went to the gang of first years "Doesn't mean his heart's in it." she said before McGonagall called her over.

…

Before the feast, I looked around the Slytherin table and caught Blaise looking at Ivy. Ivy looked back at him and he looked away, blushing.

I picked some more lint off of my robes, not knowing who to talk to. I wished Scar would be Sorted into Slytherin, so then I'd get to talk to her.

Just what I need. I thought A trip to Nightshade's ought to get my mind off things.

Pansy was talking to Draco about some random crap. He managed to tune her out and look at me for just a second before turning back to Pansy.

Sheila, to my relief walked up to me and leaned into my ear.

"Hey, the four houses are going to meet at the fifth house. You coming?" She whispered.

I turned to her and nodded. "Yeah, sounds like a plan." I said, smiling.

As I looked over to Ivy and tell her the plan, I saw Draco standing across from my brother. Wondering what was going on, I walked over. Then I found out:

"Potter, is it true you fainted? I mean, you actually fainted on the train?" Draco teased, sneering at Harry.

"Sod off Malfoy, your girlfriend fainted too." Harry growled.

Draco turned to Pansy "Pan, you fainted?" Draco asked.

I started to turn and head back to the table when Harry did the unthinkable:

"No, not Pugson. My sister." Harry said, a little surprised.

I spun back around and glared at Harry "HARRY!" I yelled, blushing "I thought we agreed not to talk about that!" I added before Dumbledore settled everyone down for the Sorting.

It was boring as usual, a bunch of eleven year old brats being Sorted into the Houses, it's the same thing, year after year…except, when you have a fourth year in that gaggle.

Scar walked up to the stool when her name was called and put the Sorting Hat on her head, trying not to look too eager. The Hat contemplated for a moment before crying out:

"SLYTHERIN!"

I cheered with the rest of the House as Scar came to sit across from me, thankfully not asking why I was blushing so red and looking at Draco every so often.