A/N: it's us again, this is a little longer then the previous chapters, this is where the fun beings as we bring in the real Hogwarts gang.
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Chapter 6
The week that followed was rather uneventful, even with the arrival of new transfer students. The American students didn't seem to want to have anything to do with the Canadian students, something about old grudges. So the gang did the same they had done the week before, they sat around the dragon room doing things that interested them, such as exploding snap.
Finally, the rest of the school showed up. Due to the new transfer students, the school was told to go to their common rooms before the sorting ceremony and to meet the new students. A tall, well built teen walked towards the dungeons complaining about transfer students.
"Who do they think they are?" he said to the two ugly brutes that followed him, "Damn Americans, taking over everything in their path." He marched into the room and stopped in front of the door to the common room for the Slytherins, his platinum blonde hair shifted with the sudden stop. "Snake Venom!" he said, as the wall melted away.
He raised his voice so that the entire common room could hear him, "Those damn foreigners can go back to where they belong!" When Steph heard that, she looked up from the book she was reading.
'Who the hell does he think he is?' she thought, looking at the arrogant, although gorgeous, blonde. She walked up to him and placed her hands on her slim hips.
"Who are you?" he snarled, giving her a once-over. 'Meh,' he thought, 'not bad I guess, why haven't I seen her before?'
"The name's Stephanie," she said maliciously, "one of those damn foreigners you were complaining about."
"Oh, then you heard what I said," he smirked, "you can leave now wench, you're blocking my path."
"Well now, that's not very polite," she smirked back, "you didn't even introduce yourself or your... um... muscles?" she signaled Crabbe and Goyle, his 'henchmen'.
"Well, I suppose I could bless you with my name... It's Malfoy, Draco Malfoy." He pointed behind him, "this is Crabbe and Goyle."
Steph snorted unlady-like, "with a name like that, it's more of a curse."
Draco's eyes widened at the comment, "You dare speak to me like that?!" he asked.
"You're damn right I dare!" she snapped, "who the hell do you take yourself for?"
"My father is Lucius Malfoy –"
"Did I ask who your father was?" she interrupted, "Nooo... I asked who you took yourself for."
"I'm the son of Lucius –"
"Are you your father?! No! So stop using him as a pedestal to make yourself feel better! Are you so insecure that you have to bring in your dad's name just to feel more important?"
"Excuse m –"
"Shut up when I'm talking to you, you arrogant little bastard. With all your money, you'd think you'd be able to afford some manners." Draco's jaw dropped open. "You're no better then anyone else in this school and your money means nothing. You want to claim that you're better then everyone else? Then you have to earn it. And your stupid little bodyguards don't scare me, IMOBILLIARUS!"
she pointed her wand at Crabbe and Goyle, who had started to advance on her. Draco pulled out his own want but Stephanie beat him to it, "EXPELLIARMUS!" Draco's wand flew into her hands. "No more funny business asshole, you wanna be respected as the best, you can't use your name or money. As a Slytherin you shouldn't even need money or a name to do so. You aren't worthy of the title of Slytherin, I think you should be the one to leave. I bid you good day." She finished firmly.
She unfroze Crabbe and Goyle and tossed Draco's wand onto the floor as a final insult. She turned around and went back to her book muttering under her breath about spoiled brats with no life.
"Woah," exclaimed a Slytherin boy near Draco, "she sure is something. She just so kicked your ass Malfoy."
"Shut up Zabini," snarled Draco, "she did not 'kick my ass', that little tiff did nothing."
"Yeah, Bullshit Malfoy, she kicked you off your high horse; if not in your eyes, then in everyone else's."
"Whatever Zabini, you don't know what you're talking about."
"Believe what you want, but she caught my attention and I'm going to go talk to her before someone else gets to her." The young Blaise walked over to her and introduced himself. She looked up form her book and smiled at him, they soon go into a conversation.
Draco watched with a sneer on his face. 'That damn Zabini is such a flirt, always looking for a fresh piece of ass.' He thought to himself. He would never admit to it out loud, but he admired her. She was a gorgeous pureblood with a fiery temper. She was brave and skilled and had rendered him completely speechless, something almost nobody could do. He always had some kind of witty comment to throw back; however, none had come to mind this time. He would prove her wrong; he would show her that he was the best. His marks in potions were above the others and all his other grades were decent. He was also a seeker on the house quidditch team. He would have her respect soon. Suddenly the fire flickered and professor Snape's head popped into the flames.
"Slytherin students," said the head, "you may now proceed to the great hall, the sorting ceremony will soon commence." Just as suddenly as the head had appeared, it vanished with a 'pop'. The Slytherin students filed out of the common room and made their way to the great hall. Draco stayed behind Steph and Blaise, who were still talking.
Meanwhile, in the Gryffindor common room, Sarah had just finished organizing her stuff so that she wouldn't be in anyone's way. She went down to the common room where all the Gryffindor students were gathered.
Everyone was talking like old friends and Sarah felt somewhat left out. She gave the room a quick look and noticed a guy standing off to one side. Sarah decided to shove aside her shyness and go and introduce herself. When she got closer she saw that he had amazing, bright emerald eyes. His body was well shaped with a slight build from what she could tell through the school robes, he was probably on the quidditch team. He had brown, shaggy hair that seemed to have a mind of its own. Finally she was in front of him; he looked at her with a questioning stare.
"Um... hi," she said, swallowing over a lump in her throat. He gave her a kind smile in return, giving her more courage then she originally had.
"Hi," he replied, "you must be one of the new transfer students, I'm Harry, Harry Potter."
"Really? Shit! I'm sorry. Wow, now I feel stupid, you probably get people coming to talk to you like this all the time. My name's Sarah LaChance."
"You're not stupid, don't worry. Actually it's a nice change. You were right though, people come talk to me a lot, but they usually only come to talk because they know who I am and are curious. I don't think that's why you came to talk to me, I admire that. "
"Thanks," she blushed. She opened her mouth to say something else when a short girl with a very bushy head of dirty blonde hair walked up. She was followed by a tall boy with flaming red hair and a face covered in freckles. The girl grabbed Harry by the arm and started to drag him away.
"Harry! Ron and I have been looking all over for you." Harry glanced over his shoulder and gave Sarah an apologetic smile.
"Yeah Harry, we wanna go see Hagrid before the sorting, come on." Said the tall boy the girl had referred to as Ron.
Dejected, Sarah looked around for someone else to talk to. She saw a boy with dreadlocks holding a box in a corner. She walked up to him and introduced herself. His name was Lee Jordan and the box contained a large spider. Spiders weren't her favorite creatures, so she quickly excused herself and sat on one of the plush chairs in front of the fireplace. She stared into the fire thinking about being back with Steph, someone who would actually acknowledge her properly.
Suddenly there was a head in the fireplace; a stern looking witch. Sarah jumped out of the chair. Stunned, she listened as the witch told them to proceed towards the great hall for the ceremony.
Sarah walked alone, slightly slower than everyone else in her house. By the time she reached the great hall, the Gryffindors were already seated and the Slytherins were now coming out of the dungeons. She looked for Steph and saw her deep in conversation with a really cute boy.
'When did that happen?' she asked herself, she also noticed a gorgeous guy with platinum blonde hair right behind them. He was glaring daggers at them. 'Uh oh...' she giggled, 'looks like Steph pissed someone off again. Wonder what happened?' Sarah went into the dining hall to join her house. She found a seat near the end of the table and sat down. She glanced up and down the table but didn't see Harry.
"Mind if I sit here?" asked a voice next to her. It was Harry and his two friends. Sarah blushed a deep crimson.
"Su...Sure" she stuttered. He was so cute and so sweet! Harry sat next to her and Ron and the girl sat on the other side of the table.
"These are my friends, Ron Weasly and Hermione Granger." He explained.
"Nice to meet you," said Sarah politely. She wasn't all that happy that they were there, they were somewhat rude before, and first impressions were always important.
"I wanted to apologize for before," said Harry, "They were a little overanxious to see Hagrid and didn't realize I was talking to someone."
Nodding her head, Sarah was about to reply with a sarcastic remark when everyone hushed down and everything had gone dead silent. As the great hall doors opened, a bunch of first year students were escorted into the center of the hall. Watching them intently, Sarah kept taking a few glances at the Slytherin table every now and then, hoping to catch Steph's attention.
Having no luck, she sighed impatiently as the sorting began. Looking back over to Harry, she noticed that he was in deep conversation with both Ron and Hermione. Rolling her eyes, she sighed inwardly as the sorting finished and the feast began. Quickly losing her appetite, Sarah played with her food more then she actually ate it.
"Problem?" asked Harry with a frown. Looking up at him, Sarah shook her head.
"Nope" she replied, standing up she shuffled out of the great hall and headed towards the Gryffindor tower. Deciding to speak with Steph in the morning, she got ready for bed and flopped face first onto her silk covers. Letting out a frustrated yell that was muffled by her pillow, she crawled under her sheets and flipped onto her back.
The next morning, Sarah woke up earlier then expected. Taking a quick shower and throwing her books into her small satchel, she headed towards the great hall. Finding Harry talking to both of his friends again, she waved to him as he looked up and smiled at her.
"Hey" she greeted as she sat down next to him. Ignoring the funny yet questioning looks she was receiving from both Hermione and Ron, she took a sip of her pumpkin juice.
"Morning," he replied, "ready for your first class?"
"Meh, all depends on who the potions teacher is" she grinned.
"Have fun with Snape then, seems we'll both be in the same class this morning," turning back to Ron and Hermione, Sarah watched him excuse himself and leave the table. "See ya in class." He whispered to her. Nodding her head, Sarah grabbed a piece of toast and started munching on it.
Getting up and grabbing her satchel, she was about to walk out of the great hall when she noticed Steph jogging in her direction. Waving to her, Sarah smiled.
"Hey Sarah," she greeted, "sorry I couldn't talk to you last night. I'll tell you all about these two guys I met in potions class, ok? Going to go eat first, see ya in a bit!" Waving goodbye, she rushed into the great hall.
"Um ok..." mumbled Sarah. Exiting the great hall, she headed into the dungeons to try and find her potions class.
Entering a room filled with old wooden tables and rickety chairs, Sarah took a seat in the back of the class. Pulling out her potions ingredients and humming a song she had stuck in her head. She failed to notice Steph sneaking up behind her. She almost dropped a vial of a strange red liquid as she got poked in the side. Sarah glared at Steph who was busy laughing at her.
"Mind not scaring the bejesus out of me next time? She growled. Wiping a tear from her eye, Steph sat down next to her with a bemused expression.
"Yeah, sure, whatever" giggled Steph, "anyways, about yesterday," she pulled out her own ingredients. "This guy named Draco Malfoy who is totally an ass, got all huffy with me for commenting on his retarded insult on us transfer students. That guy has a huge ego problem..." she trailed off.
Shaking her head, Sarah told her to continue. "Well we had a huge fight and after some guy named Blaise Zabini came to congratulate me. We became friends, and he's so hot!" grinning, Steph finished her explanation about eating dinner with Blaise and not being able to meet up with her afterwards.
Accepting her apology, Sarah started to tell her about how she met Harry when other students began filing into the classroom.
"I'll finish telling you later," she whispered to Steph as none other then professor Snape entered the classroom. Glaring at everyone to shut up, he explained the lesson.
"Today's potion will be a special one. It binds both partners mentally and emotionally. This is the less potent version, and be sure to follow the instructions. If your potion isn't a dark shade of red, you will receive a failing mark." He snapped as he waved his wand, the instructions and ingredients appeared on the blackboard. "Partners will be assigned randomly. When I call your name off the roster, you will tell me that you are present and come pick a name out of this cauldron."
Steph ended up with the guy she had complained about, Draco Malfoy. As it turned out, he was also the guy Sarah had noticed glaring at Steph and Blaise the night before. Sarah was lost in thought and didn't hear when her name was called. Hearing someone clearing their throat, she raised her head for her eyes to come into contact with emerald green ones.
"You're stuck with me as a partner I'm afraid," grinned Harry as he took the seat to her right.
Shaking her head, Sarah replied, "Why me? What did I do to deserve this?" she winked with a smile tugging at her mouth. Chuckling, Harry took out a piece of parchment and wrote down their instructions.
"Ok, so slowly stir it while I chop up these batwings." instructed Sarah. Luckily, their potion was going well, unlike the students in front of her. Their potion was acid green and was spitting out sparks like it was the fourth of July.
It appeared that Neville Longbottom, who Harry had told Sarah, was somewhat of a klutz in potions class, had overly stirred his potion and added too many dragon scales. Shaking her head at the thought, she went back to methodically dicing the chunks of batwings for their mixture. TWACK
"Oww!" yelled a startled Sarah as she jumped out of her seat. "What the hell..."
Turning as she heard a familiar laugh to her left, Sarah glared at Steph. Picking out the chunk of pixie wing from her hair, she threw it back at Steph, smirking as it caught her off guard and hit her in the temple. Sarah inwardly thanked Snape for having stepped out of class. Ignoring Steph's curses, Sarah flopped back down into her chair and continued with her potion with Harry, who was trying to hide his amusement.
"Ten points from Gryffindor," snarled Snape as he stormed back into the classroom. Robes billowing around him, he marched up to Sarah's table and glared at her. "Next time Ms. Lachance, refrain yourself from such petty acts in the near future. As for the rest of you, I won't tolerate this insubordination. Next student who even dares whisper a word will receive a weeks worth of detention."
Steph stood up to defend Sarah, "Professor, if you take off ten points from Sarah, then take them off me too. I started it."
"That's very noble of you," he snarled, "but I didn't see you do anything."
"Well I'm admitting to it!" she glared, "either take them off Slytherin or give them back to Gryffindor!"
"Miss C, you realize that you'll be helping out your enemies to the house cup." He replied.
"If we're going to win the house cup through unfair favoritism, then they deserve to win."
"I beg your pardon!" he said, becoming angry, "unfair favoritism?"
"Yes!" she yelled back, "if you want to prove otherwise, you'll remove points from your own house when it's necessary. Your house is no more and no less important than any other house. If you fail to see that, then I will have my father remove you from your position as head of Slytherin house."
"And what, may I ask, could your father do?"
"He's the new minister for magic, he replaced Fudge when Fudge wouldn't do anything about Lord Voldemort's return," the majority of the class flinched at the name, "when he got the job he moved here, that's why I transferred, to see if I liked it enough to move here."
"I see," mused Snape, considering his new position, "well then, I guess I can forgive this one infraction. 10 points back to Gryffindor, please continue your potions." Steph sat back down while the Slytherins glared at her and the Gryffindors stared dumbstruck.
"What the hell did you do that for?" hissed Draco, "you gave Gryffindor points; they're our enemies!"
"Wrong Malfoy, they're your enemies, they're my friends." growled Steph, "if you have a problem with that, let me know and I'll make sure to make you forget all about it." She threatened. He quickly shut his mouth; he didn't want to make a scene in Snape's classroom, especially now that he was in such a foul mood.
'This girl is dangerous' he thought, 'better keep her on my good side, she may be useful.'
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