Chapter 2

A/N: Just like Chapter 1, edited and updated on 3/20/2019. Enjoy.

Daphne's POV

"Daphneeeeeeeeeee…"

'Gah, Tori is so annoying!'

"What?!" Daphne snapped, as her sister walked into her room. Her sister stood in her doorway, with a slight frown on her face. Astoria "Tori" Greengrass was going into her sixth year at Hogwarts now, and even though she was Daphne's sister and in Ravenclaw, she was quite different. Where Daphne was ice-cold, Tori was warm and bubbly. Where Daphne had blonde hair, Tori was a brunette. Another difference is their opinion on the ex-Prince Ponce of Slytherin, Draco Malfoy. Daphne despised Draco very much, almost as much as Potter and the rest of the Golden Trio. Tori loved Draco however, and was currently dating him. Astoria stood there clad in a pair of black jeans that hugged her cute heart-shaped bum, and a blue shirt, with just a hint of a black, lacy bra strap sticking out of the wide collar. Her blue eyes looked quite unsettled.

"Draco isn't returning to Hogwarts!" She whined.

Daphne rolled her eyes, "Of course, he isn't, he has the Dark Mark on his arm, there is no way anyone would feel safe sending their kid to school if Draco went."

Astoria sighed, "But why must he not be allowed to go?"

"Look, I get it, you like Draco and you're sad he won't be with you at Hogwarts. Just remember you have me, and I will always look after you." Daphne smiled as Astoria's face lit up with happiness.

"Thanks, Daffy! I knew you'd make me feel better!" and with that she flounced off, a smile lighting up her face. Daphne sighed, 'that went better than expected, luckily the last thing I need this year is any more of Draco's stupid complaining about Potter.'

That made Daphne pause. 'Potter…' Daphne didn't think that he'd return as well. Shrugging, Daphne went back to packing up her robes, placing one set on top of her trunk along with her shiny new Head Girl badge with it. 'Ha, I still can't believe McGonagall picked me over Granger, the bushy-haired girl must be beside herself with anger and frustration.' She paused her packing.

'I wonder who the Head Boy is… I know Draco was the top boy in the class at the end of sixth year. If McGonagall is going from, then I don't know who the second-place boy was in our year. It's probably a Ravenclaw or Hufflepuff like MacMillan or Boot. I sincerely doubt any of the Gryffindor students other than Granger put in enough effort to even be considered.' Shaking herself out of her thoughts, Daphne finished packing and then walked downstairs for breakfast.

"Morning dear, are you completely packed?" Daphne turned to her mother, Ophelia Greengrass, who looked like an older version of Daphne herself, with long blonde hair, electric blue eyes, and very fair skin.

"Yes Mother, I'm ready to head out after I eat."

"Then hurry up honey, we leave in thirty minutes." That came from Daphne's father, Cyrus Greengrass. The Greengrass', while members of Slytherin, were never connected to Lord Voldemort's political agenda, and stayed neutral during both conflicts. Cyrus is an accomplished businessman who deals with trading of potion ingredients, and transportation.

Ophelia, ran a small apothecary that imported the ingredients from Cyrus's company, which allowed for better prices to sell them at. This accumulated a great deal of wealth for the Greengrass' and they were well known for their philanthropy.

Unlike the Malfoy's, who used their money to fuel their political agendas, the Greengrass' gave to the poor, the unfortunate, and helped Muggleborns, squibs, and others who were prejudiced against during the war stay on their feet afterwards. As such, the Greengrass' were still at the pinnacle of Wizarding Britain's high society and were rightfully there.

"'Kay Dad." Daphne finished eating, went upstairs to change into appropriate clothing, and get ready to leave. Daphne Greengrass was beautiful, and she despised it for years, until Potter defeated Voldemort. That's why she had adopted the Ice Queen moniker, from her very frigid and cold approach to others in her house. She didn't want to be caught up in a relationship when their parents were forced to sign a betrothal contract with one of the Death Eater families to stay alive.

Luckily, due to Potter, that never happened. 'Potter', she thought, 'why does everything come back to you?' She was, curiously enough, interested in Potter, he was an enigma, nobody knew what he was like, other than what she had seen over the summer, she didn't know much more. He and is two friends kept to themselves, and didn't interact really with anyone else.

'Maybe this year will be different.' she thought, with a slight blush. Her best friend Tracey would say in this moment "You have the hots for the boy-who-lived!"

She did, Daphne Greengrass, the Ice Queen of Slytherin ultimately had a big crush on Harry Potter, the Golden Boy of Gryffindor.

~Time Skip~

Daphne stepped out of the floo to Platform 9 ¾, and immediately spotted Harry Potter on the platform alone. 'This is my chance! I can talk to him, go on Daphne, talk to him!' While Daphne battled with herself, she saw Ginny Weasley tackle Harry and fall to the ground on him. 'In the middle of the platform, does that bint have no sense of decency?!' Daphne was quite angry at that, not because of the public display of affection, but because she wanted to be the one in Ginny's position, she wanted to be the one on top of Harry Potter.

Pushing those emotions away, Daphne bid farewell to her parents and she and Tori boarded the train. The two sisters found a compartment with her best friend Tracey Davis and her boyfriend Blaise Zabini. While Blaise was from a prominent pureblood family, his mother had decided to stay out of the conflict, and he could escape the prosecution against the Death Eaters.

Tracey, on the other hand, was a half-blood, and because of that, had gone into hiding the last year. She had to come back to finish, like Harry, Ron, and Hermione. Blaise was a dark-skinned Italian boy, with beautiful black hair and rich brown eyes. Clad in his school robes already, since he was the seventh-year prefect for Slytherin he looked completely relaxed. Tracey was perched on his lap, and she looked quite comfortable indeed, with her brown hair draped over his shoulder.

"So, Daphne, how do you feel knowing you beat out Granger for what she wanted the most, and who do you think is the Head Boy this year?" Tracey asked her as Daphne had just told her she was the Head Girl this year.

"Not quite sure to be honest, I have no idea, I think it might be Ernie MacMillan, or Terry Boot, but I doubt its anyone from Gryffindor…." She paused, Tracey and Blaise had the same goofy grin on their face, almost like they're sharing a joke that Daphne didn't know about. "What is with the looks?" Tracey smirked,

"You mean you didn't know that the Head Boy is Potter?" Daphne was struck with a realization, 'I have every opportunity to get Potter onto my side, and to convince him to ditch that red-headed slut.'

"I am very surprised Tracey, I didn't know that in the slightest. How'd you find out about it?" Tracey tapped the side of her nose in a very thoughtful manner.

"It's my Slytherin intuition, I just know."

Blaise laughed, "Bullshit Trace, you and I both know that you overheard Potter and Granger talking about it in their compartment." Tracey blushed, and just quietly fidgeted with the hem of her skirt. Daphne rolled her eyes, and said "Well Blaise, we have the prefect meeting soon, let's hope that Potter will actually show up." Blaise nodded, gave Tracey a goodbye kiss, and after Daphne changed into her school robes, walked out the compartment, and the two Slytherins headed for the prefect's carriage. When they entered, they found all the prefects, except the seventh-year prefect from Gryffindor and the Head Boy, Granger, and Potter.

Gathered around though, were the rest of them, Blaise from Slytherin, since Daphne was Head Girl, Susan Bones, and Ernie MacMillan from Hufflepuff, and finally Terry Boot and Padma Patil from Ravenclaw. The rest of the prefects from fifth and sixth year were gathered around chatting amicably amongst each other. Just then there were footsteps heading towards the door to the carriage. As they reached the door, Daphne pushed it open, and came face to face with a pair of beautiful green eyes. Sucking in her breath, she just simply stated

"Hello Potter, how nice of you to join us."