DISCLAIMER: Obviously I don't own any of the characters in Harry Potter or anything belonging to Harry Potter world, it all belongs to the genius who created the world for us to get lost in, the only and only J.K. Rowling. The only thing belonging to me is my new characters who obviously isn't in the original casting of HP and whatever stuff you don't recognized is all from my own noggin. If you have any questions feel free to PM/review me and I can do my best to answer those questions for you.

Also on more thing, if anyone is wondering I am Navajo, hence my Navajo character and I did do some research on some of the things that is going to be used through the story. As most of these things are not written in books, and a lot of translation and guessing is going into the traditional part of it. Something are just better left to the imagination then sticking my nose where it doesn't belong.

WARNING: Dark theme/smut/violence/sexual tension/flirtatious banter; if this isn't the type of things you like to read, than this isn't for you. It will also go for later chapters as well.

Also, I want to give a big, big, huge thank you to my Beta: Phoenix Witch. Without you, I wouldn't even know what I am doing. The back and forth through email and messenger to make this happen, thank you so much.

Other than that, please enjoy and review.


It was finally the day Draco and Dezbah traveled on the train back to Hogwarts. Dezbah received the last of her clothing the day before and had purchased a truck to pack her things in. Narcissa completed all of the necessary documents for Dezbah's transfer to Hogwarts. Dezbah made sure she had everything in her trunk; her buckskin bundle was packed away in the far corner of her trunk. For the past several days, Draco taught her spells, charms, incantations—both light and dark. She was intrigued with her new wand: how it moved her magic. She spent a lot of time in Draco's family library with her nose in several books of dark magic.

"Dezbah dear, it's nearly time to leave," Narcissa announced at the doorway.

"Alright, I am nearly finished," Dezbah replied as she closed her trunk. She levitated her trunk behind her as she walked her way down to the front room.

"You could've let Willard take that for you," Draco stated from behind her.

"I am capable of taking my trunk myself. I not helpless," Dezbah retorted as she continued to walk down the stairs. Draco snickered behind her. "Have you ever done any hard labor in your life, Draco? At least a little?" Dezbah asked with a chuckle. "No, why should I work physical labor? That is why we have elves," Draco said.

"Oh brother, well I was raised on a ranch. It's no wonder my hands are more callused than yours. I am sure they are going to get soft from the lack of work I am doing now. I don't have my horses to deal with, throwing bales of hay, or handling livestock. I miss home," Dezbah said as she reached the bottom of the stairs.

"Can't you go back to visit when you want?" Draco asked.

"I suppose so, but I don't want to make it a habit. I have things to focus on. I need to toughen up anyways. I hate meeting new people; I'm socially awkward. I may be cool and collected, but when I meet new people I clam up and just stay quiet. So if that happens, that is the reason why. So please don't push it and pick at my awkwardness," Dezbah uttered to Draco.

"I understand. Just so you know, I am not so nice in front of others. So don't be surprise when I start being an asshole," Draco said with a smirk.

"I guess, to keep your reputation?" Dezbah said as she chuckled.

"Okay dears, are we ready. Before we leave, Dezbah I have a gift for you," Narcissa announced. Narcissa walked into the front room, handed a gift bag to Dezbah. Dezbah took the bag from Narcissa and opened it. She pulled out a black dragon hide book bag out with silver clasps.

"Oh my gosh, this is beautiful. Thank you Narcissa," Dezbah said as she looked over her new book bag.

"You are welcome my dear. I don't know if you have a bag already, but I saw this and I knew you would like it and utilize it," Narcissa said and kissed Dezbah's cheek. "It's charmed with an undetectable expansion charm and weightless charm," she continued to explain.

Draco and Dezbah grabbed ahold of their trunks with one hand and held Narcissa's hand with the other as the disapparated to Kings Crossing. They apparated to Platform 9 and ¾ before Dezbah was a red steam engine train. Dezbah looked around and saw many students with their parents, embracing and saying their goodbyes. Narcissa handed Draco and Dezbah a black velvet sack. It was heavy in Dezbah's hand. She opened the sack and it was filled with galleons. "Some pocket galleons, so you can get the things you need when you go to Homestead or order things from the catalogs. For anything you desire my dears," Narcissa said. She hugged Draco and planted a kiss on his cheek, then proceeded to hug and kiss Dezbah on the cheek as well. Dezbah smiled at her and said her thank yous. Draco grabbed both their trunks and climbed into the train, Dezbah followed Draco, and he proceeded to the back of the train. In the last compartment; he placed their trunks on the rack above their heads. Dezbah sat by the window and Draco sat next to her.

They were the first to settle themselves into their compartment when the compartment door opened. At the doorway stood two tall handsome boys, one light and one dark. Draco introduced Dezbah to the darker boy, Blaise Zabini. Blaise was tall, dark skinned, dark brown eyes and a slender nose. He was dressed in black trousers, white button up shirt, and black oxfords. He took Dezbah's hand and kissed her knuckles. "Mia bella signora," Blaise purred in Italian. The second boy, Draco introduced Dezbah to was Theodore Nott. Theodore was as tall as Blaise and dressed in black trousers, an emerald green sweater shirt, and black oxfords. He did the same, held her hand and kissed her knuckles. "Hello, you may call me Theo," he said.

Dezbah smiled and stood up, she was nearly as tall as the boys. "My name is Dezbah Hatathlie," she said and put her bag next to her trunk and took off her robe. The boys sat down across from Draco and Dezbah and eyed her. Blaised blew a low whistle and looked toward Theo. Theo raised an eyebrow toward him and looked back at Dezbah. Dezbah had on her favorite pair of black skinny jeans, dark grey fitted baseball shirt, and black riding boots. Both boys eyed her figure as she did not disappoint their appraisal. She had a nice figure, a round bottom her jeans accentuated, her bust was rather impressive, and had legs for days. Draco watched his friends eye Dezbah and felt a stir within him. He didn't know what that feeling was, but he brushed it aside. Dezbah sat back down beside Draco as their thighs touched. The stir of feelings he felt fluttered when she looked at him and smiled.

"How long is the ride before we get there?" she whispered to Draco.

"It going to be several hours before we get there," he whispered back to her.

"Ah, do you still have my books in your bag?" she asked him, ignoring the stares she was receiving from the boys across from her.

"Yes I do. Did you want them?" he asked.

"Yes, please. Might as well read to pass the time," Dezbah said back to him.

Draco pulled his bag to his lap and pulled out several books. Dezbah took one out of his hand and settled it on her lap.

"Thanks," she said as she opened the book to her where she dog eared the page.

"So what have you been up too Draco?" Theo asked.

"Nothing much, just getting things situated at home," Draco said as he pulled out his book from his bag as well.

"How do you know Draco?" Blaise asked Dezbah.

"My mom and his mom know one another. I was left in his mother's charge," Dezbah said not looking up from her book.

"Where are you from?" Theo asked Dezbah.

"I am from New Mexico," Dezbah said.

"So you are from the States," Blaise said.

"Yes, I am," Dezbah said.

"So tell us about yourself. We have been friends with Draco all our lives, he did not mention anything about you when he owled us or when we went to the manor over the summer holiday," Blaise said.

"Well, I am from New Mexico. Born and raised there. My family has a ranch we have had for generations. I am 15 years old, my birthday is next month. I have an older brother and two younger sisters. My parents weren't able to relocate because of their responsibilities back home. I am Native American, Navajo or Dine to be exact," Dezbah said as she looked at both boys. "I don't know what else you want to know. That should cover the basics, yeah?"

"Her arrival was rather sudden. That is why I never mentioned her," Draco stated as he eyed his book.

"What does your name mean?" Theo asked.

"Dezbah means female warrior of war and Hatathlie means medicine man," Dezbah explained. "I also go by Dez," she said.

Dezbah felt uncomfortable under their glaze. She kept fidgeting and moving around in her seat. Draco could sense her uneasiness and patted her knee as a comforting gesture. She smiled at him and stopped moving around. Theo and Blaise did not miss their interaction and snickered to each other. The compartment door opened again and a short girl with black bob cut hair with a pug nose stood at the door. "Hi, Draky!" she wailed as she threw herself at Draco. Draco pushed the girl off him. She looked hurt at the gesture and straighten her dress she was wearing.

"Who is this?" She asked looking at Dezbah.

"This is Dezbah," Draco said.

"Oh, I never seen you before. Are you new?" she asked.

"Yes, obviously she is new Pansy," Draco said indifferently.

"What do you want?" He asked.

"I just wanted to see if there was room in here so we could catch up. I didn't get an owl or request to come to the manor all summer," Pansy huffed.

"I've been busy," Draco replied.

"I see," Pansy said as she glared daggers at Dezbah.

"There is no room in here, so you can leave," Draco snorted, irritated by Pansy's presents.

"Why don't you have Dezbah leave, then there will be room. Do you even talk English Dezbah?" Pansy said as she narrowed her eyes at Dezbah.

"Yes I can speak perfect English. As Draco said there is no room, so you can leave," Dezbah said as she turned her attention back to her book.

Theo and Blaise looked on with interest knowing Pansy wouldn't take the dismissal well.

"Who the hell are you to tell me to leave?" Pansy spat.

"Pansy don't," Draco warned her.

"Don't what Draco? Is this another one of your little whores? Just because the Dark Lord marked you, you get to bring your plaything with you to school. For all we know, she maybe a filthy little mudblood," Pansy snarled.

Dezbah stood up and towered over Pansy, feeling rage flowing through her. What was it with people calling her a whore?

"Who the fuck you calling a whore? You are the one coming in here throwing yourself around like a bitch in heat," Dezbah seethed.

The compartment door slammed shut and the blinds were drawn. Pansy felt her body tense up and was slammed down to her knees. Dezbah stood over her and flung her against the compartment door.

"My blood is far purer than yours, someone of your stature belongs on their knees before me," Dezbah said coldly.

Pansy screamed as she started to convulse and went to a fetal position. Dezbah silenced her, as she could see Pansy mouth open, close, and open again and again. Draco stood and put his hand on her shoulder. Dezbah looked at Draco with reddish brown color of her eyes rimmed her dilated pupils. He could feel her magic radiating off her like static electricity. He lightly squeezed her shoulders and cupped her cheeks with both hands. Dezbah's shoulders slumped and she moved and sat back down near the window. Dezbah lifted her magic from Pansy, as Pansy could finally be heard crying out loud.

"Get up and get out," Dezbah said as she looked out the window.

Pansy picked herself up and staggered her way out of the compartment. Theo and Blaise sat with their mouths open and shocked with what they just witnessed.

"Why does everyone think I am your whore Draco?" Dezbah asked as her eyes began to water. "I've never been called a whore or even acted like one. I'm still a fucking virgin, yet I've been called a whore to many times. I know I shouldn't be upset about it or even crying over it, but a girl can take so much," Dezbah said through clenched teeth while looking out the window.

Draco put his arm around Dezbah's shoulder and pulled her to him. She leaned into him and silently cried into his shoulder.

"It's not your fault. She's a slag and threaten by you. You are going to be going to a school full of them. She won't be the last one to call you that either. A beautiful girl like you in the company of the likes of me and these two over here is a recipe for disaster. What you did to her will spread like fiendfyre and no one will dare bother with you," Draco said as he rubbed her shoulder and kissed the top of her head.

Theo and Blaise watched the two before them. All the years they had known Draco, never had they seen him display affection to anyone aside from his mother. Dezbah got up and wiped her tears. The boys watched her walk to the compartment door, "I am going to find the ladies' room," she said as she slid the door open and stepped out closing the compartment behind her.

"What was that?" Theo asked Draco.

"What was what?" Draco replied as he sat back against his seat.

"Don't play dumb Drake," Theo retorted.

"She needed comforting, what am I supposed to do?" Draco countered.

"I've never seen you comfort a girl before. Usually you just let them be, crying or not," Theo said.

"She's special. She has a purpose as to why she is here. She didn't move to the manor just because," Draco pointed out.

"Is this part of your mission?" Blaise asked quietly. Draco caused a muffliato and silencing spell around the compartment.

"Yes, she was sent to help me accomplish my mission successfully," Draco explained. "She is powerful, I can't begin to tell you the kind of magic and power she possesses. In due time, she can share with you her ability. I'm assuming she has to trust you before she says anything. Even her wand sets her aside from all the witches at Hogwarts, she has a wand with two magical cores. I want to make a request; I want you both to watch over her when I am not around. Treat her as if she is your younger sister; not a hair on her head is to be hurt," Draco warned looking at his friends.

"Have you been marked than?" Theo asked. "My father told me I will be initiated during Christmas break," Theo said as he sat back against his seat. Draco nodded his head in response.

"Does the Dark Lord know of her?" Blaise asked.

"No, he isn't aware of her yet. For now, it's best it's kept like that," Draco sighed.

Dezbah walked down the aisle of the train looking for the bathroom. She bumped into a tall boy with raven black messy hair and glasses.

"Excuse me, can you tell me where the ladies' room is at. I've been walking for a bit, and haven't find it," Dezbah stated.

"Just keep walking down the aisle, and it's the third door toward the end or front of the train," he said.

"Thank you," Dezbah said as she walked passed him.

"What's your name? I don't recall seeing you before," he said.

"It's Dezbah," she said looking over her shoulder.

"What is your name?" she asked.

"It's Harry," he replied.

Dezbah smiled at Harry and turned around and continued on her way. Harry watched Dezbah, watched her dark brown hair sway along her back. He continued his way back to his compartment he shared with his friends.

Harry stepped back into his compartment with his friends. "I just bumped into a girl I've never seen before," he said as he sat down next to Hermione. "She's pretty, tall, long dark brown hair, and pretty eyes," Harry said with a smile.

Hermione looked up from her book and looked at Harry. "Where did you see this girl?" she asked Harry.

"As I was walking back over here," he said.

"She will pass by in a bit, she was looking for the loo," he said.

A few minutes later, Dezbah walked by their compartment. "Don't even bother Harry with that one," Ron sneered. "She is one of Malfoy's Death Eater whores. She is the one we were telling you about," he said through clenched teeth.

"I think Draco is a Death Eater," Harry said to his friends.

"Not this again, Harry," Hermione said. "Just leave it. You are just going to be asking for trouble if you go snooping around after Malfoy," she said shaking her head.

"I need to go to the loo and speak to Neville," Harry said as he got up.

"Don't do anything stupid Harry," Hermione said. Harry nodded his head and left the compartment again.

Dezbah made her way back to her compartment and slipped back in. She sat back down next to Draco. The boys were discussing quidditch and continued to their discussion as she settled herself with her book in her lap.

"Who is Harry?" She asked out loud. The boys looked at her and at each other.

"What?" Draco asked.

"I said, who is Harry? He didn't give me his last name," Dezbah said as she looked up from her book. "Why?" Theo asked.

"I bumped into him and asked him for directions to the ladies' room," Dezbah said.

"Remember the weasel and the mudblood from Diagon Alley?" Draco asked.

"Yes. What of them?" Dezbah asked.

"He's the boy-who-won't-die. The chosen one," Draco said.

"Oh, well now I have a face to the name," Dezbah said indifferently.

Harry put his invisibility cloak over him and made his way to the back of the train. He pulled the instant dark power he had got from the Weasley Twin's shop in Diagon Alley. He stood looking into the Slytherin's compartment. He saw Draco sitting next to Dezbah, as she laughed at whatever he was saying. Harry moved over a little to see who else was in there with them, he saw Theo Nott and Blaise Zabini laughing as well. He looked again at the Dezbah, watching her laugh. The angle the sun hit her iris of her eyes, it brightened her light honey brown eyes. As she laughed and smiled, each smile would reach her eyes. She had threw her head back laughing, and he watched her long neck as she put her hand at the base of her neck. He looked down at her impressive sized bosom as they jiggled to the movement of the train. Harry was mesmerized by her beauty.

Dezbah sat up, she continued laughing, she had a feeling someone was staring at her. As she looked at Theo and Blaise they were busy laughing while telling their tale of their silly antics from their summer holiday? She leaned into Draco shoulder, "Someone is watching us," she whispered. "Don't look, just keep laughing. Cover me so I can reach into my pocket," she instructed. Draco pulled her close into a hug, Dezbah reached into her right pocket and pulled out a small buckskin pouch, she untied it and took out her dleesh. She licked her finger and rubbed the dleesh on to her finger. She whispered a short chant and pulled away from Draco and smeared the dleesh on both her eyelids, playing it off as wiping away tears of laugher. She nodded toward Draco and sat back up. Theo and Blaise did not miss what Dezbah was doing, but continue to talk and laugh. Dezbah looked toward the compartment door, and saw raven black messy hair.

Harry threw the instant dark power on the floor and instantly it went pitch dark. He open the compartment door and crawled up the rack above Theo and Blaise. As he made his way, the boys were cursing about how dark it was. He did not hear Dezbah's voice, but did not think anything of it as he settled himself on the rack covered in his invisibly cloak.

Dezbah watched the boys looking around frantically and cursing under their breaths. "It's probably a first year messing with the Weasley Twin's products Theo said. Dezbah could see fine, she watched Harry slip into their compartment and crawl up into the rack above Theo and Blaise. He had a shimmer to him, so she knew he was concealed with some kind of material so no one could see him. Little did he know, Dezbah could see him clear as day but did not say anything?

"Draco, how much longer until we get to Hogwarts?" Dezbah asked.

"The train stop is in Homestead, then we take carriages to the school. It should be another 15 minutes until we get there. We should change into our school robes and you need to change into your uniform," Draco said as he looked out the window.

Theo, Blaise, and Draco put their school robes on and sat back down. Dezbah got up and got her bag down and pulled out a white button shirt, black trousers, and black and white oxfords. She pulled her shirt over her head and put her button up shirt on and button it up. She than undid her buckle and unbutton her jeans, kicked off her boots and stood up.

"What the hell are you doing?" Draco asked looking at her.

"Changing, what does it look like. The bathroom is at the front of the train, I don't want to walk over there just to change," she said as she pulled her pants down her legs. Theo and Blaise stared at Dezbah as she pulled her pants off. Draco shook his head and looked at her long legs.

"Honestly woman, don't you have any modesty? There are other people in here," Draco said looking down at his oxfords.

"I'm sure they seen panties and bottom half of a female before," Dezbah said as she pulled her trousers on and tucked her white shirt in.

"We don't mind," Blaise said as he eyed Dezbah.

"Yeah, we don't mind at all," Theo said as he smirked.

Draco narrowed his eyes at his friends and looked as Dezbah. "What I'm dressed now, so don't scowl at me," she said as she buttoned her trouser.

"Why aren't you wearing a skirt?" Theo asked. Dezbah's trouser was fitted and cropped, it was feminine and matched her body perfectly.

"Because I hate wearing skirts," Dezbah said as she put her oxfords on.

The train began to slow down and came to a halt. Theo and Blaise exit out the door, Draco followed, but before he could step out of the compartment Dezbah gripped his hand and pulled him back. He looked at her puzzled. The compartment door slammed shut. She pulled Draco back to their seat and sat him down. Dezbah looked over to the rack where Harry was hiding. She could see him looking right at her and she smiled.

Harry was shocked to see Dezbah looking right at him, he could feel his body freeze up. He could not move a muscle and he started to panic. Harry could see Draco did not know what was going on, but was surprised to see Dezbah grin at him. His body began to move as he fell with a thug onto the floor. With a wave of her hand, Harry's invisibility cloak flew off him to revile him on the floor.

"I believe we had an unsuspected audience," Dezbah said coldly. Harry looked at Dezbah than at Draco.

"Apparently someone wasn't taught manners at all. I guess it's the result of being raised by filthy muggles," Draco spat.

"What do we do with him now? Should we rough him up like a lowly muggle or deal with him as how pure blood witches and wizards would?" Dezbah said with an evil glint in her eye. If Harry could gasp, he would have done it, but he couldn't move at all.

"But is he worth using my magic on?" Dezbah said eyeing Harry.

"The Dark Lord would be displeased if we laid a finger on the chosen one," Draco snarled.

"Let me try, please Draco. A little wandless magic couldn't hurt. Plus if anything, it wouldn't come back to our wands if they were to be checked," Dezbah said pleadingly.

"As you wish my lady," Draco said as he bowed to her and stepped back. Dezbah smiled at Draco, and turned back to Harry.

"Oh Harry Potter, what kind of lesson should I teach you to prevent you from meddling into people's business. First why are you even here, what were you trying to find out. Besides being a pervert and watching me change my clothes. I saw how you watched me, looking over my body as I changed clothes," Dezbah said to Harry. "Did you like what you saw? Something different from your little mudblood whore? Did you want to see what a woman's body is supposed to look like, wanting to see bigger tits and bigger ass?" Dezbah asked as she groped her breast.

"Well I hope you got an eyeful. When you look at other girls especially your little mudblood, you only see my body," Dezbah said as she stood up and unbuckled her belt and unbutton her trouser. She pulled a buckskin bundle out of her robe pocket and untied it. She took out a dry white flower petal and crushed it in her palm with her thumb. She held the crushed petal in her palm and with her other hand she put her hand down the front of her trouser, under her panty and enter her index and middle finger into her quim. She felt the wetness and pulled her hands back out from her trouser and mixed the dried crushed up petal with her feminine nectar and rolled it into a ball. Dezbah put the small ball into her mouth and chewed it and put it around the inside of her mouth and lips. She buttoned her trouser and buckled her belt back. She made Harry stand up before her, she could see his eyes darting back and forth.

"Díí ch'ó'hójiláí hwííndíí bíts'íístah bįį' dóólééł, bíké'tł'aahdę́ę́ dóó bítsíít'ąąjį́' ajíł bąą'dóó." she said as she slightly released Harry and pulled him to her and kissed him. Dezbah deepened the kiss and slid her tongue along his bottom lip and he parted his lips and invited her tongue into his mouth. She made sure the substance in her mouth made its way into Harry's mouth. She pulled away from him and stood back.

"You think of that kiss when you kiss your girlfriend Harry Potter," Dezbah said with an evil grin. "Crucio" Dezbah said as Harry fell back with a thug onto the floor. He couldn't move at all, but he could feel the pain of thousands of knives slicing every part of his body. His body felt frozen, he couldn't scream out in pain, he couldn't move any muscles at all. It felt like eternity, before the spell was lifted.

Harry open his eyes and saw Draco standing over him, "That should be lesson enough to mind your own fucking business Potter," he snarled as he stomped down several times on Harry's face, breaking his nose.

"Enjoy your ride back to London Pothead," Draco sneered as he covered him with his invisibility cloak.

Draco and Dezbah exit the train with their trunks behind them. They got into the last carriage waiting to take them to Hogwarts.

Draco watched Dezbah on their ride back to Hogwarts. She sat looking out the little window silently. The only sounds were the crunching of the gravel as the wheels of the carriage glided over on the road and the clicking of hooves hitting the road from the horse like creatures pulling the carriage.

"Are you okay?" Draco finally asked Dezbah, breaking the silence.

"Yes. I'm fine. I just hate using that one. It just so crude and the preparation is disgusting but effective," Dezbah said as she crinkled her nose.

"How effective?" Draco asked.

"Very, let's just say it's similar to your love potion, but without the lovey dovey bullshit. It will leave him frustrated, agitated, and interfere with his concentration. It will enhance his teenage hormones if you know what I mean," Dezbah said with a smirk.

Draco looked at this girl before him, wondering how she can be so captivating by her magic alone. The carriage came to a halt and Draco got out first, he offered his hand to Dezbah as she held it stepping out. They were the last to get through the gates, their names were check off, the gates behind them slammed shut as the wards of Hogwarts erected before them with a faint light blue light for several seconds before it faded away into the darkness.


Draco and Dezbah made their way to the double doors of the Great Hall. They could hear their headmaster making his announcements and welcoming students.

"I hate introductions. I always feel like some kind of circus freak when I get introduce and people just stare at me. It's a horrible feeling," she said as took off her robe and stood next to Draco.

"I'll stay here with you until you have to go in and I can sit at my house table as you make your long walk to the front of the hall," he said as he reached for her hand and squeezed it. Dezbah looked at him and smiled.

"Thanks. It means a lot," she said as she took a deep breath. The double doors slowly opened.

"My last announcement, I would like to introduce a transfer student from New Mexico. She will be in her sixth year here and I would like everyone to welcome her. I am pleased to introduce Dezbah Hatathlie," Headmaster Albus Dumbledore said.

Dezbah made her way into the Great Hall, Draco entered after her but went to his table where he sat down between Blaise and Theo. Dezbah started walking down the aisle between the Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff tables. Everyone turned their heads toward her and watched her walk toward the front of the Great Hall. Dezbah looked forward, she didn't look around. She had a blank emotionless facet as she approached the Headmaster. She finally was able to see the room before her, four long wooden tables sat under an enchanted ceiling to mimic the night sky outside, and hundreds of candles floated above providing the lighting through the hall. She looked toward the Slytherin table and made eye contact with Draco and smiled at him before looking forward again. Dezbah felt her body tense at the amount of attention she was receiving, she felt the stares of the boys and the glares from the girls. Nevertheless, Dezbah stood to her fullest height, her hands clasp behind her back.

"Now to do our final sorting of the school year," Headmaster Dumbledore said. Dezbah watched the man she has to help Draco murder. He moved about gracefully and favored his right hand. She could sense a strange aura about him, the more she watched him move about she caught glimpse of his blacken hand. A stool appeared behind her, as she took her seat. Headmaster Dumbledore placed an old brown hat upon her head.

"Where to place you?" Said the sorting hat. "You have the bravery and courage to be a great Gryffindor, the intellect and cleverness to stand with Ravenclaw, but your ambition and cunning outweighs everything else. You will thrive and achieve monumental things," the sorting hat said to her. Dezbah did not think or say anything, just sat and waited. "Slytherin!" The sorting hat bellowed. The Slytherin table erupted in applause as they welcomed their newest housemate.

Dezbah got up from the stool and made her way to the Slytherin table. Dezbah sat down in front of him and smiled. Draco introduced Dezbah to Vincent Crabbe and Gregory Goyle. They both nodded at her and she nodded back to them. Food appeared before them, she ate quietly as she thought about what the sorting hat said to her about thriving and achieving monumental things while being a Slytherin. Dezbah absent mindedly stabbed at her chicken as she was lost in thought. Draco looked over at her and seen she was picking at her food, and nudged her hand.

"What?" she asked.

"You alright? You are just stabbing at your chicken," Draco said.

"Yeah, I'm fine. Just thinking about what the sorting hat said to me before placing me in Slytherin," Dezbah said with a sigh.

"Boy wonder finally made it back, looks like the Lovegood girl found him," Draco said as he looked over her shoulder toward the Gryffindor table. Dezbah looked over her shoulder and saw the raven black hair of Harry next to the red headed weasel. She just smirked and turned back around to face Draco and smiled at him.

As the feast came to a close, Dezbah was ready to go see where her dorm room was, who her dorm mates were; she was not looking forward to seeing who she was rooming with. She made her way to the exit of the Great Hall, stood at the end of the table to wait for Draco, Theo, and Blaise.

"Already adding notches to your belt, yeah," said Ron as he glared at Dezbah.

"Why the hell do you care about the notches I have on my belt weasel? Last time I check Carrot Top, it wasn't any of your fucking business," Dezbah snarled. "Why the fuck are you even talking to me for? Carry on with your pathetic existence, just a waste of time, matter and space." She shooed him away.

Ron turned red with anger as he was dismissed from Dezbah, ready to strike. Ron stepped up closer to Dezbah, "Stay out of my way Death Eater whore," Ron snarled.

"Do I need to remind you again to leave me alone? I have no problem having a red weasel as a pet. So get the fuck away from me, you reek of second hand thrift store. The likes of you shouldn't even be in vicinity of my presents. So fuck off before I make a show out of you," Dezbah seethed. Ron looked at Dezbah and could see her eyes dilated, he could see the malice dancing in her eyes.

Draco, Theo and Blaise flanked Dezbah's sides. Draco could see cold expression on Dezbah's face and knew if he didn't intervene, something would happen. Draco reached for Dezbah's hand and squeezed it. She looked at him and back to Ron.

"Get the fuck out of my face, the next time you decide you want to provoke me Carrot Top, I will make sure you suffer so much pain you'll be begging to die," Dezbah said through clenched teeth. Draco pulled at her hand and away from Ron.

Draco and Dezbah made it down to dungeon. He showed Dezbah where his dorm room was at, due to his family always donating a large sum of money to the school, Draco had his own room. He had a four post king size bed with grey silk sheets and green duvet with his trunk at the foot of his bed. In the far corner of the room was a walk in closet, next to the door was an oak desk and chair, there was a matching dresser and armoire.

"Since mother is your guardian, she has set up the same living arrangements for you as well," Draco said as he smiled at Dezbah.

"Are you serious? I don't have to share with anyone. No pesky roommate?" Dezbah said hopeful.

"Yes, let's go through this door here," Draco said as he lead her through a door, they stepped into a small common room, it had a fireplace, a green and black couch and chair, book shelves filled with books, and two desk sitting next to each other.


"This is our common room. Right through this door is your bedroom. You also have a door to the corridor as well" Draco explained. Her dorm room look similar to Draco's. He showed her where her bathroom and walk in closet was at.

Dezbah told Draco she was going to change and wanted to discuss some things with him, but she wanted to shower first. Dezbah went to her room and started peeling off her clothing as she walked to the bathroom. By the time she got to the shower she was in her bra and panty. She turned on the tap and waited for it to get warm, she unclasped her bra and took her panty off as she stepped into the warm water. Dezbah shampooed and conditioned her hair, than washed her body. She got out of the shower and wrapped a towel around her body, brushed and flossed her teeth and went into her room and found her tank top, night shorts and undergarment. Dezbah hurried and dress then lotion her legs, feet and arms. She put her hair in a messy bun and walked out of her room, into the common room and up to Draco's room door and knocked.

Draco was showered and in pajama pants, he was in bed, propped up against his pillows as he read a book and heard a knock on his door. He told Dezbah to come in and she sat down on Draco's bed, he could smell lavender and vanilla, he closed his book and looked at Dezbah. She sat cross legged in her night shorts revealing her long legs, he could see she wasn't wearing a bra; he looked at the outline of her breasts and erect nipples. He averted his eyes from lingering to long on her body.

"What did you want to discuss with me?" he asked.

"Your father," Dezbah said as she made herself comfortable on Draco's bed.

"Why?" Draco asked.

"I know your father is in Azkaban. My parents informed me about his imprisonment there before they left for home and asked me to help bring him home," Dezbah said as she looked at Draco. Draco was confused at her statement and Dezbah sensed his confusion.

"I want to know what happen for him to be put away?" Dezbah asked. With a heavy sigh, Draco closed his eyes and pinched the bridge of his nose.

"He was caught with other Death Eaters at the end of term last year," Draco said as he opened his eyes. "He was caught in the Department of Mystery because he leaded a mission to retrieve a prophecy about the Dark Lord and Harry Potter. They ended up dueling Harry, his gang of idiots, and the Order. He wasn't successful because they broke the orb the prophecy was in before they could get it back to the Dark Lord," Draco explained to Dezbah.

"I see, well I think we should make a visit to Azkaban. I can't apparate to places I've never been too," Dezbah said as she yawned. She covered her mouth with her hand and smiled.

"Sorry. I didn't realize I am tired. Do you mind if we lie down and continue our discussion?" She asked Draco. Draco got out of bed and pulled back the covers of his sheet and duvet and slid in. Dezbah did the same, laying down facing each other, Dezbah made herself comfortable.

"I am sure you are aware that I can apparate and disapparate from anywhere, even if there are wards in place. The beauty of being who I am," she teased. "Do you want him to come home? Does your mother want him to come home?" Dezbah asked. Draco looked at her with big eyes and nodded his head.

"It would be nice to have him home, even though he made his mistakes, he's still my father. I know the Dark Lord is planning on breaking him and the rest of the Death Eaters out of Azkaban. I am not sure when he was going to put his plan in place though," he said thoughtfully.

"How many others are there?" Dezbah asked.

"I believe 11," Draco replied.

"Who are they?" Dezbah asked.

"My father, Theo's father, the Lestrange brothers, Antonin Dolohov, Avery, Walden Macnair, Crabbe's father, Augustus Rookwood, Mulciber, Jugson and Travers," Draco responded as he thought hard on who were all captured in the battled.

"Who are the ones the Dark Lord would want out as soon as possible?" Dezbah asked.

"My father, Theo's father, Crabbe's father, Dolohov, and Lestrange brothers," Draco said. "The Dark Lord would want them all out, but if you are going to intervene then they would be the important ones to get first." He looked at Dezbah.

"Okay, well I guess those are the ones I can bring back straight to the manor. I'm sure they can compensate me when they are out. I am not doing this for free, well your father I am willing to get out. It's the least I can do for your mother. She seems so lonely without him," she announced yawning.

"Can you disapparated them all out at the same time?" Draco questioned.

"Yes, I can. I would need to rest after I pull it off, it can be a bit draining," she disclosed as her eyes started to droop.

"When did you want to do this?" Draco bid.

"Whenever you mother can find the time to take us for a visit. Do you think they will let us near their cells?" Dezbah urged.

"I am not sure; I've never been there," Draco claimed.

"Well I hope so, that would be even more helpful. I hate to sneak around a prison I know nothing about and end up getting seen or worst caught," Dezbah expressed with a smile.

"Yeah, that would be the worst," Draco uttered with a chuckle.

"Imagine what will happen when the guards find their cells empty the next morning. I'm sure the ministry wouldn't want to announce it to the world that several highly dangerous Death Eaters went missing in their highly secure prison. It would be baffling for them," Dezbah stated as she chuckled.

"I'll owl mother in the morning," Draco said.

"Just tell her to expect a surprise visit. An owl can be intercepted and our plans will be sent to hell if found out by the wrong people," Dezbah suggested in a serious tone. "With how much people like to meddle in other people's business," she added.

"Right. Wait, you can apparate us to the manor after we receive her owl back," Draco exclaimed.

"Exactly. We can have some tea with her and return back before anyone suspects us gone," Dezbah said with a smile.

"That would be nice," Draco replied.

"Should we tell Theo and Vincent?" Dezbah implored.

"Eventually," Draco said.

"Okay we have that settled. I am going to go to bed; I'm getting sleepy. I am having a hard time adjusting to the time," Dezbah uttered as she started to get up.

"Why don't you just sleep in here; I can wake you up when I get up," Draco suggested to Dezbah.

"Alright," Dezbah replied shrugging her shoulders.

Dezbah untied her hair and fluffed her pillow before she laid back down. Draco watched her as she moved about punching her pillow. She scooted toward the middle of the bed.

"I tend to roll around while I sleep, I don't want to roll right off the bed. If my hair makes it over to you, just push it back toward me. They tend to have mind of their own and get everywhere," she explained giggled and made herself comfortable again.

"Goodnight Draco. Sweet dreams," Dezbah said as she closed her eyes.

"Goodnight Dez," Draco said.


The next morning Draco woke up with hair in his face, the smell of lavender and vanilla invaded his nose. He did as Dezbah instructed him to wither her hair. It was almost six in the morning, he looked at Dezbah as she was laying on her back. She had kicked off the duvet, sleeping with only the sheet.

Draco gently shook Dezbah's shoulder, she grumbled and rolled to her side away from him. He shook her shoulder a little harder, telling her to get up. She swatted his hand away, again he shook her shoulder.

"What!" she said out loud.

"It's time to wake up," Draco said.

"Urgh, what time is it?" Dezbah asked.

"It's six o'clock. Breakfast starts at seven," Draco said.

"Wake me up at 6:30, I just need to wash up and get dress. I don't need extra time for anything else," Dezbah grumbled and she rolled back over and fell back asleep. Draco got up and started his morning routine. Washing up, brushing his teeth, looking through his clothes and picking out what he was going to wear. He was dressed and ready by 6:30. He went over to the bed and shook Dezbah awake. She sat up, rubbing and blinking her eyes to focus. She sat against the headboard and tried to wake up.

"I fucking hate mornings. I can sleep past noon if I wanted to," she declared getting out of bed. Dezbah stretched and groaned loudly. "Check on me in a few minutes, because there is a big chance I am going to lay back down and go back to sleep," she uttered walking out of Draco's room.

Dezbah went into her room and straight to the bathroom. She washed her face, brushed her teeth and brushed her hair out with her fingers. She had a habit of leaving her brushes here and there, and figured she was better off just using her fingers to untangle her hair. She walked into her closet and got her clothes for the day. She chose to wear her tailored trouser, white button up shirt and grey vest. She looked at her shoes, trying to decide what to wear. She looked at her oxfords, Mary Janes, or flats and decided to go with black Mary Janes. She parted her hair to the side and used a headband to keep her hair from falling to her face. She looked over her appearance and was satisfied with what she saw. She checked the time with her wand; it was 6:40, she laid down on top of her covers when Draco walked into her room.

Draco saw Dezbah laying on her bed with her legs hanging off. He stood before her and looked down at her. She had her arm covering her eyes as her chest raised and fell with her breathing. "She seriously can't be sleeping again," Draco thought as he watched her. He sat down next to her and laid back as he listened to her slow and even breathing. He closed his eyes as he listened to her. "What am I doing?" He thought to himself. He laid next to Dezbah for several more minutes before he woke her up again to go to breakfast.

Draco and Dezbah entered the Great Hall. There weren't many students in there when they entered. They both sat next to each other and filled their plates with food. They sat in comfortable silence as they devoured the food before them.

"While you were getting ready, I took the liberty to write my mother and had my house elf deliver the message to her. We should be expecting an owl from her this morning with the post," he stated as he finished his food. Dezbah nodded to him as she was chewing on a piece of bacon. They sat there, their time table appears before them. Theo and Blaise joined them. Dezbah looked over her time table and sighed.

"What is it?" Theo asked.

"I have a busy Monday from the beginning of the damn day to the very end of it," Dezbah said looking at her time table.

"What do you have"? Draco asked as he looked over his time table. "I have a busy Monday as well."

"Well I have Ancient Runes first period and Defense against the Dark Arts second period, then Arithmancy third hour, and then double potions," Dezbah said.

"So do I," said Draco, Theo and Blaise in unison.

"Then I have Herbology, Transfiguration with 7th years, Astronomy, Alchemy, Care for Magical Creatures, Charms, and History of Magic throughout the damn week," Dezbah snorted.

Draco, Theo and Blaise looked at Dezbah, "You have eleven N.E.W.T level courses?" Blaise asked.

"I guess. What the fuck," Dezbah said looking at her time table again.

"You are like the Slytherin version of Granger," Theo said as he snickered.

"Fuck, I'm sure I am take the same classes as her as well. What the fucking hell is Deviation?" Dezbah asked.

"Don't tell me you are taking that bullshit class?" Draco asked?

"No, but at the bottom it's asking if I want to take Deviation and Muggle Studies. Well fuck, I think eleven is enough fucking classes to take. At the end of term, I better be some kind of fucking potion master," Dezbah revealed as looked over her time table for the third time.

"I have the same classes with you Dezbah," Draco said as he studied his time table as well.

The owl post arrived as everyone finished their food. Draco's eagle owl came soaring in and landed in front of him, sticking his leg out; Draco removed the note and sent him on his way. He broke the wax seal and looked over the content of the letter, then handed the letter to Dezbah for her to read. Narcissa indicated she can see them tonight because she is going to be busy for the rest of the week. It was settled, they would go back to the manor this evening after dinner.

The rest of the day went as scheduled. Dezbah attended all her classes with Draco. Classes were different, but still she knew she could catch up and get comfortable with her professors and material they were covering. Dezbah always sat upfront, even at her last high school, she sat up front in every class. She attended a preparatory school that emphasized her traditional teachings and culture. She was the top of her class until she transferred. Little did Hermione know, she had competition nipping at her heels, it would a matter of time before Dezbah vowed to take the top spot. Classes came and went, dinner was nearly done, when Dezbah and Draco indicated they were going to start on some of their assignments. They went straight back to their room, dropped off their things, and met back in the common room where Dezbah disapparated them to Malfoy Manor.

Dezbah apparated them into the sitting room of Malfoy Manor. Narcissa was sitting near the fireplace, sipping on tea when they see her.

"Hello Mother," Draco said as he walked toward his mother and kissed her cheek.

"Hello Narcissa," Dezbah said as she followed Draco to his mother and embraced her.

"Hello my dears," Narcissa replied as she kissed and hug the teenagers before her. "What is so important that you had to come all this way to demand a visit?"

"Could you arrange a visit with father in Azkaban?" Draco asked his mother.

"Yes, your father is allowed visitation. Why?" Narcissa inquired.

"I want to go and meet Lucius and see where Azkaban is," Dezbah uttered.

"It not just any random visit mother, there is a purpose for us making the request," Draco stated as he rolled his eyes at Dezbah.

"What is that purpose Draco?" Narcissa questioned.

"Sorry, I got excited. Narcissa, do you miss your husband?" Dezbah asked.

"Greatly my dear girl," Narcissa whispered as her eyes began to water.

"Do you want him to come home as soon as he could possibly come?" Dezbah questioned.

"I would give anything to have him home, to see him, feel his touch, to hear his voice…" Narcissa stated as her voice quivered and started to sob into Draco's chest. Draco stood, glaring at Dezbah and patting his mother's back.

"What? I just wanted to know how eager she wanted her husband home. Don't glare at me, it was a rational question," Dezbah snapped and rolled her eyes. "Narcissa, I did not mean to upset you with my question. Let me just get to the point of our visit back. I have the ability to disapparate Lucius and several other Death Eaters out of Azkaban and bring them back here to the manor. The only catch is I need to physically go to Azkaban to make it happen. I wanted to know if you could arrange a visit to Azkaban, so I can physically see the place and also get as close to Lucius' cell along with the rest of the other Death Eaters. Just a glimpse into their cells would suffice," Dezbah stated as she rubs circles on Narcissa's back.

Narcissa as dumbfounded with the girl's statement. "How is that possible, Azkaban is the highly secure? How is it possible to do such a feat?" Narcissa stuttered as she looked between Draco and Dezbah.

"Mother, she just has the ability to do it. She just disapparate us out of Hogwarts, even with all the wards up. Assuming Azkaban's wards are similar to Hogwarts, then she can come and go as she please," Draco said to his mother. She pushed off his chest and looked at Draco and Dezbah. "Don't lie to me," Narcissa demanded.

"Narcissa, I am not lying. Another question, will I even be allowed to visit since I'm not a blood relative?" Dezbah replied. Narcissa knew the ministry wouldn't allow Dezbah to visit Lucius because she wasn't of any relation, unless. "No my dear, the ministry will not permit you admission to Azkaban to visit," Narcissa stated. Dezbah's hopeful expression deflated to a grim. Draco looked at his mother with frowning eyebrows. Narcissa sighed and pulled herself together because she had an idea to get Dezbah into Azkaban, but she was not sure if Draco and Dezbah would be in agreement with it. "Here goes nothing," Narcissa thought.

"I do have a far fetch idea, but it involves the both of you," Narcissa stated as she squared her shoulder.

"What is your idea mother?" Draco replied with an eyebrow raised.

With a deep breath, Narcissa mustered the courage to explain her idea to the two standing before her. "My idea is for Dezbah to be your betroth Draco, when I request the visitation with your father Dezbah will be listed as your betrothed who is going to meet your father, since he is sentenced for life," Narcissa explained. Draco stood surprised at his mother's idea. Dezbah frowned her eyebrows in confusion.

"As Draco's betrothed? You mean you want us to be engaged," Dezbah stated looking between mother and son.

"It is the only idea I can think of at the moment that will allow you to gain admission into Azkaban to visit Lucius." Narcissa replied. Draco stood by his mother, looking at Dezbah and his mother speechless. His parents have had discussions about possible witches he would be betrothed too, but never coming to an agreement on one.

Dezbah was shocked at the current discussion they were in, her heart was racing, she began to feel lightheaded, her skin felt tingly and hot. She known one day there was a possibility of engagement and marriage, but not this soon. She was 15 going on 16 soon. She was stunned nevertheless at her current predicament. She took several deep breaths to calm her nerve before she said anything that would alter her future. This kind of magic she had no control over, the bond of a man and woman. She was still pure, because she knew once she gave her innocence up, their bond was sealed. There was no way out of it, her parents sat her down and spoke to her about it. The power she held, the magic in her core, would bond with her other half. He would possess the same abilities and enhance his magical core and boost the power he had. "Fuck!", she thought. "Fuck me sideways!", she told herself, what was she to do. With one last deep breath, "I'll do it," Dezbah said. There was no backing down now, she was in it for the long haul.

"What!" Draco screeched as he eyes bugged out of his head. "You don't have to do this; it is asking too much of you. What will your parents say?" he stuttered in disbelief to her agreement.

"I said I will agree to this engagement. My parents told me to bring Lucius back, to do what I need to bring your father back Draco," Dezbah stated looking at Narcissa than Draco.

Narcissa stated she would be back and left the sitting room, leaving Draco and Dezbah alone.

"Are you sure about this? Draco asked apprehensively.

"Yes, I am sure about this. What about you; it's your life as well. You aren't throwing any kind of tantrum in disagreement with your mother's suggestion. I already said I'll do everything in my power to help you and your family, if it means this, then I can do it," Dezbah surely stated.

"I will do anything for my family, if it means this as well," Draco replied.

"Then it is settled," Dezbah said as she closed her eyes and stretched at her head. "If it means your mother's happiness and to aid your cause, then I will be by your side every step of the way." She stepped closer to Draco and cupped his right cheek endearingly and smile. Draco looked down at Dezbah and pulled her into a tight embrace and kissed the top of her head.

"I don't know how to thank you for what you are doing for my family, for what you are doing for me. In the time of darkness and despair, you are my light Dezbah. I have my lifetime to show you my worth and gratitude to you," Dezbah wrapped her arms around him as they stood in their embrace. At the door way Narcissa caught the end of their conversation as she watched her only son convey his appreciation to the girl who was going above and beyond to help their family.

Narcissa walked into the sitting room, clearing her throat, Draco and Dezbah broke their hold. She held an open scroll, with a wave of her wand words appeared on the document, it was a Betrothal Contact. Narcissa read the document to Draco and Dezbah, she instructed both of them to prick their finger with a silver knife the size of a paring knife, with diamond encrusted handle. Draco let a droplet of blood fall onto the contact, Dezbah did the same, as Dezbah's droplet of blood fell on the scroll, it glowed silver. Draco and Dezbah signed their names and the document gave off a golden glow. The family tree tapestry hanging on the wall behind them began to create a golden leaf with Dezbah's name next to Draco's.

"Dezbah, you're considered a pure blood, your leaf is gold," Narcissa stated as she looked over the family tapestry. A thin silver line connected Draco and Dezbah with "Betrothed" written in silver. Narcissa handed Draco a black velvet ring box, he opened the box too look at the ring that once belonged to his great grandmother. Draco pulled out a goblin made round 15 karat diamond ring, with diamond encrusted band, "Would you Dezbah Hatathlie do the honor in accepting this ring and my hand in marriage?" he nervously asked.

"Yes, I would be honored to accept your ring and hand Draco Malfoy," Dezbah whispered. Draco took Dezbah's left hand and slipped the beautiful ring on her ring finger. As Draco slipped the ring onto Dezbah's finger their magic reached out to one another and intertwine as the ring hit the base of her ring finger.

Narcissa squealed in delight as she hugged Draco and then Dezbah, kissing them on the cheek. Despite the circumstances they were in, Narcissa was beyond excited for her son and future daughter in law. "I will go to the ministry first thing in the morning to request a visit to Azkaban," she informed the couple.

"Please mother, send a message with a house elf, owls cannot be trusted with sensitive information for fear of interception," Draco warned his mother.

"I think we need to get back to Hogwarts as well," Dezbah said looking at the ring on her finger. They both said their farewell and disapparated back to their common room.

Dezbah and Draco apparated back into their common room. Dezbah flopped onto the couch and Draco sat down on the chair next to the fireplace. They did not say anything at all, they were both lost in thought.

"I am going to get ready for bed," Dezbah announced as she got up. She walked to her room, as she was walking to the door, Draco asked if she could sleep with him in his room again. She agreed and went to change into her pajamas.

The days and nights passed, there was no word from Narcissa. Draco and Dezbah did not speak about their engagement, Dezbah continued to sleep in Draco's room. They both continued with their school work, they were constantly busy with assignments and reading on a daily basis, they hardly had time to think about the mission and their own mission to get Draco's father out of Azkaban. The golden trio were forgotten in the amount of homework and reading they were engulfed in. Days turn into weeks; they had not heard anything back from Narcissa. They figured it was a process to get visitation approved by the ministry.

Dezbah kept a disillusionment charm on her ring, she felt it wasn't necessary to flaunt her huge diamond ring for the world to see. Until an unsuspected event occurred on the day of her birthday.

On September 22, Dezbah was in her Defense against the Dark Arts where they had to pair up with a classmate to practice dueling. Professor Snape called out names of students to pair off together from different houses, Dezbah was paired with Hermione Granger. They stood facing each other and took turns casting spells and erecting protective shields. They were going back and forth, Dezbah really didn't put an effort into blocking the spells, but Hermione was getting frustrated and annoyed with Dezbah, who was nonchalantly waving away Hermione's spells. Hermione figured she was cheating since she was a Slytherin, she threw a series of spells and hexes.

Hermione threw a revealing spell at Dezbah in hopes to find her cheating, but nothing obvious happen until Dezbah dragged her left hand through her hair, a sparkly object caught her attention. Dezbah brought her left hand to wipe hair out of her face, when the ring glimmered in the sunlight coming from the many windows of their DADA class.

"Is that an engagement ring?" Hermione asked looking right at the ring on Dezbah's left finger.

"What?" Dezbah asked.

"I said is that engagement ring on your finger?" Hermione asked loudly. The whole room went silent with Hermione's question.

"Yes," Dezbah said as she looked at the bushy haired girl before her. There were gasps from all the girls.

"Aren't you a little too young to be engaged?" Hermione asked rudely.

"I don't think that is any of your concern. I didn't get the memo saying I needed your approval in accepting a ring," Dezbah stated bitterly.

"I am not saying you need my approval, just stating the obvious about you being too young to be engaged," Hermione replied.

"Well thank you for pointing out the obvious, but it is none of your concern," Dezbah responded.

"You purebloods and your ridiculous backward customs. Your parents must be so proud to have their daughter engaged, and I am assuming it's Malfoy. Or is it Nott or maybe Zabini?" Hermione spat.

"Why do you care who I am engaged to? Why are you even talking about my parents?" Dezbah asked.

"I could careless about who you are engaged too and I don't give a damn about your parents," Hermione replied.

"Then why bring it up than?" Dezbah retorted.

"You seem like an intelligent girl, why are you engaged to someone who is going to become a Death Eater? You are not from here, so why get yourself involved and ruining your life," Hermione replied.

"Are you questioning where my loyalties lie? Why beat around the bush and just be forthcoming with your question? If you must know, my loyalty lies with my fiancé," Dezbah countered through clenching teeth.

"But why? This here, the war between Light and Dark has nothing to do with you. So why involved yourself?" Hermione argued.

"I involved myself because I know what it's like to have your beliefs, your tradition, your "ridiculous" customs, and cultured be ripped away from you. To have someone else's beliefs shoved down your throat. I know what oppression and forced assimilation are. I know it because I live it every fucking day of my entire life. You are supposed to be the brightest witch of our year, but here you are being an ignorant bitch," Dezbah seethed. She looked at Hermione and made sure she didn't go anywhere. Everyone student in the classroom stood still and watched the altercation between the two girls.

"You don't know shit about anything in the real world, you run round this school pretending to know everything there is about muggles or no-mag. Do you know what your precious muggles did to my people? Do you even know anything about U.S. history and the treatment the indigenous people endured at the hands of your precious muggles? Well Granger, let me school you on a topic you obviously know nothing about. I am Dine, which is the nation I come from. My people have endured the Long Walk, where my ancestors were forced by gunpoint to walk hundreds of miles from their home to a barren god forsaken land in hopes they will thrive. During the Long Walk elders, children and weak adults were shot dead when they couldn't keep up. They were kept there for years living off pathetic rations of flour, canned meats and whatever garbage the government provided. Up until they signed the Treaty of 1868, then they were heard back like cattle to a small reservation. They didn't get to go home, they had to make due in a small parcel of land, but slowly our reservation grew."

"Then to make matters even worst, they decided okay these little savage Indian children need to be saved, they started taking children away from their homes and families and putting them in Indian Schools across the country. You know what they did to those children? They physically abused them, for speaking their own language, practicing their own beliefs and culture. Girls and boys were raped and killed by those who ran the Indian Schools. You know what their saying was? It was 'Kill the Indian, save the man.'"

"We are still prisoners of war to this day, living on land drawn out by the government, it's not just my people, and it's all indigenous people across the world. Every day we have to fight for our basic rights. So who the fuck are you to judge me about my beliefs and where my loyalties lie. Each wizarding community have their own beliefs, custom, tradition and culture. That's the underlying principal of the Dark side's cause. To preserve what is sacred to them, which is blood and beliefs. Every day we continue to live and adapt to the changes around us, self-preservation; I've done it since the day I was born. You may be a muggle born, but where in your bloodline was a pure blood who fornicated with a muggle. You are a smart girl, why don't you take time to look up world history magical and non-magical and see the treatment we received. Learn more about your precious muggles before you go spouting off and trying to cram your ideologies down our fucking throats. You know nothing of suffering or hardship, not when you are coming from an upper class home in the muggle world. We don't need your fucking pity nor do we need your fucking approval. The fear of our world being found out by muggles is real, you think they are just going to let us be, no, they are going to do everything they can in their power to destroy what we know and destroy us. The muggles you are stand up for are the ones who are going to turn around and kick you down just because you are different. No amount of explanation will help you than. It is a reality, because my people live it every day," Dezbah shouted.

Dezbah was beyond livid, Draco pulled her into his chest and held her as her shoulders trembled as she cried. He rubbed circles on her back trying to comfort her, he looked at Hermione as she fell to the floor with tears streaming down her face. Draco was disgusted with her, disgusted with how she provoked Dezbah in hopes to get the upper hand. The know it all, really didn't know it all; Hermione Granger was put in her place and it was a bitter pill to swallow.

"I'm sorry" Hermione cried. Harry and Ron ran to her aid

"I think you have done enough Granger, couldn't keep your fucking mouth shut. Keep your pathetic apologies to yourself," Draco snarled.

Dezbah calmed down and wiped away her tears, looking down at Hermione, "One day, you will know exactly what I am talking about. To non-magical people, we are nothing but freaks to them, weirdos who are different. Keep your judgments and ignorance amongst yourselves."

Severus Snape watched the interaction between the new girl and the school know-it-all, but he didn't expect Hermione to be the one on the floor crying and apologizing. He watched his godson embrace the girl to comfort her, as she slipped her arms around his waist he seen the large diamond engagement ring on her left finger. "Well this is new information," Severus thought to himself. He knew he needed to see Narcissa in regards to this new engagement and who exactly this new girl is.


AUTHOR'S NOTE:

There is a Navajo world I cannot translate for the life of me. "ch'ó'hójilyáí" It is a white flower that is used by "evil" people to alter the mind and so forth. I can picture the plant in my head, but I cannot remember what the name of it is. It's a white flower that blooms at dusk, in the shade, or at night. I always see it on the side of the road. So during my translation, I am just going to call it flower. I will ask what the scientific name is.

Díí ch'ó'hójilyáí hwííndíí bíts'íístah bįį' dóólééł, bíké'tł'aahdę́ę́ dóó bítsíít'ąąjį́' ajíł bąą'dóó. – Let this flower be apart of his body, from the bottom of his foot to the crown of his head, let this lust medicine be on him.

Dleesh – White clay