I lay on soft silky sheets. The room is dark. Shadows are lurking. I hear someone take a deep breath. I look up. A pale skinned boy, white-blond hair, cold gray eyes. Soft breath on my neck. His fingers draw circles on my stomach. Smooth, warm skin brushes my chest. His fingers entangle in my hair. He brings his mouth down to mine. Soft, so soft. He moves in a rhythmic beat of my heart. His tongue slips in between my lips. He pushes my thigh away with his knee. I'm lost in his kiss, his skin glowing, the heat intensifying, pressure below my hips. It hurts. I tear my mouth away and cry out. He shushes me. A silky, soothing voice helps me stay calm. It'll be alright. I'm safe. Dizzy, so dizzy. His tongue dances on my neck. Then my collar bone. Then my chest. Then lower. I whimper. The pressure getting too strong again. I close my legs only for them to be pushed away by his knee again. He whispers my name against my breast. And once again I am calm. More pressure, more heat. I cry out, but my body welcomes it. And then it is gone, leaving only a light throbbing feel. His velvet tongue kisses my stomach, and then my hip bone. His fingers brush a part of me, making me tingle with delight. I giggle wishing for more. He tastes my thigh. This makes me uncomfortable. His fingers touch me again. I'm scared. I don't know how to stop it. Oh, what is his name? It's impossible for me to think. I want it to stop. I will it to. STOP!
"Alli, wake up!" Harry shook her.
"Stop…" Alli muttered. "Stop…please stop."
"We have to get ready."
"Huh?" Alli whispered opening her eyes.
"The Weasley's want us at the Burrow in an hour," Harry explained.
"Oh! Right…"
"Get up!" Harry pulled the pillow out from under Alli's head. Alli groaned and rolled out of bed. Harry's trunk was already snapped shut and ready to go. She quickly picked up everything that she could find belonging to her and dumped it in a messy pile into her trunk. She closed her trunk down with her foot while hobbling around trying to find her way through her shirt.
"Are you ready?" Harry asked sticking his head into his bedroom after getting something to eat.
"Almost." Alli ran a brush through her soft curls. Minutes later, Alli and Harry stood in the Dursley's backyard. Harry cast a quick levitating charm on their trunks. Alli picked up her broomstick. Harry caught a glance the handle. Firebolt XL 2000.
"Bloody hell," Harry swore.
"What?"
"A Firebolt XL 2000?!"
"Oh," Alli smirked. "Yeah, it doesn't come out until next year."
"H-How'd you get it?" he touched the dark polished handle delicately. Alli shrugged.
"I have my ways."
"And I hate you for it," Harry said with an evil glare. Alli giggled and mounted.
"Catch me if you can!" She winked. The Dursley's cowered in their living room behind the couch as Alli took off into the sky, her things following closely behind her. Harry jumped on his Firebolt and flew after her.
-
Harry and Allison arrived at the Burrow well past noon. Mrs. Weasley rushed over to Harry, forcing him into a tight embrace.
"You didn't arrive on time! We thought something terrible must have happened!" she exclaimed as the rest of the family, Ron, Fred, George, Ginny, and Hermione, came rushing after her.
"We thought you had…"
"…been attacked by Death Eaters," Fred and George chanted. They took in the sight of the young witch standing beside Harry. She shared his same dark colored hair, but her eyes were a magnetic blue. "Who's this?" Fred asked sauntering over to Allison.
"Allison Potter," Harry replied. Mrs. Weasley pulled Alli into one of her choking hugs.
"Oh, Allison, we're so glad you're here with us. And you are going to accompany my sons and Ginny off to Hogwarts, aren't you, as well?"
"Yes, I am," Alli answered.
"Well, I'm glad Ginny will have another friend to play with," Mrs. Weasley smiled. Ginny blushed.
"So, you're a Potter?" George smirked at Alli.
"She's Harry's cousin!" Ron piped up. Fred and George noticed the excitement in his voice.
"I think Ronnie has a new crush!" Fred told George.
"You know what, Fred? I think you're right." The boys laughed and teased Ron, who, of course, turned bright red.
"Alright, boys, that's enough," Mrs. Weasley reprimanded. "Let's get you some lunch. You must be starving." Mrs. Weasley took Harry and Alli into the house. Alli looked around a little disgusted.
"I thought you said this was like the best place in the world besides Hogwarts," Alli muttered under her breath to Harry.
"It is! Just look at it!"
"It looks rather like a dirty poor people's house to me."
"Go on, sit down, and help yourself," Mrs. Weasley offered. Alli glanced at the home-baked food in front of her.
"You know, I'm not really hungry," Alli said rudely. Mrs. Weasley smiled.
"Alright, well you may go up to Ginny's room and rest if you like."
Alli nodded once. Ginny caught her eye and Alli followed her up two flights. The stairs creaked whenever any weight was set upon them. Ginny seemed not to care, but Alli was horrified. Ginny led Alli into the smallest room she had ever seen. The ceiling was slanted and low. If Alli were to stand on her tiptoes she might hit her head. There were three small single beds with dirty and ratted bed sheets and each with a bright red and gold quilt along with a pillow. An old dresser with three tiny drawers and a small closet that looked nearly empty. Two trunks were stacked in the corner by the only light in the room. Alli cleared her throat and willed herself not to say anything. This room was about 6 times smaller than her room back at Grimmauld Place where she lived with Severus Snape.
"We go to Hogwarts tomorrow," Ginny said.
"Yep."
"You can sit by me on the train if you like," Ginny offered.
"Sure," Alli smiled.
"You'll have to go in with all the first years to get sorted. If you get into Gryffindor we'll be in the same dormitory."
"Mmm."
"Do you want to be in Gryffindor?"
"Not particularly," Alli said.
"If you're not in Gryffindor, then--"
"Slytherin," Alli said. Ginny looked down.
"You're in Slytherin?"
"Why wouldn't I be?"
"Well, you… I didn't think you seemed…well, you don't have to sit by me on the train if you don't want to," Ginny said. She kept her head down and refused to look at Alli.
"Ginny? Is everything alright?" Alli asked concerned for her new friend.
"Um, yes; I'm fine," Ginny mumbled. "I'll, um, come check on you later then." Ginny hurried out of the room leaving Alli in shock.
"What the fuck?" Alli muttered to herself. She clambered onto the rough sheets and pulled the Gryffindor colored quilt up over her head.
-
"You've come to me. What news do you have on the girl?" Voldemort hissed through the same darkness.
"I talked to Severus, my Lord. He says Dumbledore has caught onto him. He's removed the girl from Grimmauld and relocated," a second voice said.
"Well, where is she now? You must keep her under close watch. She is dangerous!" Voldemort's snake-like voice grew angry.
"According to my son, she is with the Potter boy now. They will be leaving for school tomorrow."
"Follow her! Do not let her out of our sight! If you help me, Lucious, there shall be great rewards in the end."
"Yes, my Lord."
"You may go."
-
"Let's get up, girls! Up, up, up!" Mrs. Weasley called early the next morning. Alli awoke from her nightmares. The room was dark with only the small lamp on in the corner. Hermione, Ginny, and Allison all rolled out of their warm beds and got dressed. Ginny left the room as fast as she could secretly eager to get away from her new Slytherin friend.
"Did you stab Ginny with a quill or something?" Hermione asked Alli. "She's acting rather odd."
"No," Alli said. "I dunno what's wrong with her. She started acting like that yesterday. Maybe it was something I said…"
Hermione shrugged.
"I'm Hermione Granger, by the way. I don't think we got properly acquainted yesterday. I came up to Ginny's room and you were already asleep." Hermione held out her hand to Alli.
"Allison Potter," Alli smiled shaking Hermione's hand.
"Are you excited?" Hermione squealed to her.
"About going to school? Sure, I guess," Alli shrugged.
"What classes are you taking?"
"Honors Transfiguration, AP Charms, AP Potions, Honors Defense Against the Dark Arts, and then Quidditch P.E., AP Psychology, Honors Astronomy, and AP Care of Magical Creatures," Alli recited. "What about you?"
Hermione's mouth dropped.
"All those AP and Honors classes? Are you sure you can handle it?"
Alli waved her hand in the air.
"It's not a big deal."
"Well, for my schedule, I have AP Transfiguration, AP Charms, Honors Potions, and Honors DADA, AP Ancient Runes, AP Muggle Studies, Honors Astronomy, and AP Herbology," Hermione announced.
"Nice," Alli smirked.
"We'll probably have AP Charms and Honors DADA, and Honors Astronomy together," Hermione smiled. "Well, if you're in Gryffindor or Ravenclaw that is. What house are you planning to be sorted into?"
"Slytherin," Alli announced with a smile. Hermione's mouth dropped open.
"We're about to leave," Ron announced entering the room without knocking.
"We're coming," Hermione and Alli told him.
"Alright, then." He shut the door.
"I bet that was it," Hermione said getting dressed.
"What?"
"Ginny hates Slytherins."
Alli felt offended.
"Why?"
Hermione shrugged. Her silence made Alli wonder if Hermione was telling the whole story.
"I'll tell you later," Hermione said. She grabbed her trunk and dragged it out of the room. Alli shuddered hearing the trunk hit every fragile stair as Hermione descended into the kitchen.
-
By eleven o'clock, the Weasleys, the Potters, and Hermione had all boarded the Hogwarts Express. Ron led Harry, Hermione, Ginny, and Allison to a compartment.
"It's a little squished in here isn't it?" Alli said stiffly.
"The last empty compartment is down there a bit. Why don't you go sit there?" Ginny offered glaring at Alli.
"Alright then," Alli smiled. "Hermione, come with me?"
"Sure," Hermione said standing up. Ron looked disappointed that Alli was leaving.
"Hermione is staying with us," Ginny said grabbing Hermione's arm protectively.
"It's alright, Ginny. I'll see you at school, hmm?"
Hermione walked with Alli down to the last empty compartment. As soon as they sat down though, the door opened. Standing in the doorway was none other than, Draco Malfoy.
"Mmm," Draco said licking his lips. "What do we have here?"
Alli immediately recognized him from her dream earlier.
"It's the new Potter and the Mudblood. Yum."
"Go away, Malfoy," Hermione begged.
"No, that's alright. I think I should like to stay here." He said this looking at Alli. Alli caught his eye, nervously, and moved over so he could sit down. "How have you been, Miss Potter?" he asked as soon as the train started moving. Sunlight streamed through the compartment window making Alli's hair golden and her eyes sparkle.
"Fairly well, you?"
"I've been…" his eyes moved away from her face, down her body, lingering on her chest, and back up, "distracted," he finished in a cold, deep voice that was creepily seductive.
"How so?" Hermione asked. Malfoy turned his gray eyes on her. "Oh just little…things," he said in a sexy, tempting voice. His tongue traced the outline of his lips, licentiously, at Hermione. She shuddered. Malfoy turned back to Alli.
"Will you do me the honor of sitting with me in the Great Hall for dinner tonight?" Malfoy asked.
"I should love to," Alli smiled. "What was your name again?" Malfoy face fell in disappointment.
"Malfoy, Draco Malfoy," he told her.
"Draco Malfoy," Alli repeated trying it out. "Like that guy on the news that day that got arrested for running down the streets of London wearing nothing but a thong?"
Malfoy threw his head back and laughed. Alli smiled at him. Hermione tried to cover up her laughter.
"I'm sorry, but that was good," Malfoy said holding his hand out to her. Alli gave him a low five. Malfoy grabbed her hand in his and gave it a little squeeze, his fingers entwining around her wrist. His fingers moved over something on her wrist and Alli winced. A concerned reaction swept over Malfoy's face as he turned over her hand. Along Alli's wrist were several deep crisscrossed red cuts. Alli jerked her hand away and pulled her sleeve over her arm.
"What happened?" Malfoy asked. Alli turned to look out the window.
"It's nothing," she muttered. Hermione and Malfoy were silent.
"Excuse me," Hermione muttered using the awkward moment to head for the restroom. As soon as she closed the door, Malfoy took Hermione's seat across from Alli.
"That wasn't nothing," Malfoy said in a serious, concerned tone.
"It might as well have been," Alli snapped.
"You did it intentionally, didn't you?" he accused. Alli looked down and didn't answer. "Allison." She looked up at him. A few tears escaped the corners of her eyes. "Will you tell me?" Malfoy pleaded.
"I don't want to talk about it, Draco."
Malfoy sighed.
"Fair enough." He held up his arms in surrender.
"If I tell you, will you keep it a secret?" Alli asked moving to the edge of her seat.
"I promise," Malfoy said. "Malfoy's honor."
Alli smiled.
"Come closer," she muttered. Malfoy moved to the edge of his seat so their legs leaned against one another and their faces only inches apart. "Do you know Severus Snape?"
Malfoy nodded.
"The potions teacher."
"Mmm-hmm," Alli said. "I was living with him for a while under Dumbledore's orders after my parents were murdered." Alli fingered her hidden scar. "He would come home late from work nearly every night and…" Alli's voice started to tremble. "He would come up to my room and demand that I let him in. Sometimes… I would forget to keep the door locked…and--" Alli began to cry. She put her head down into her knees trying to calm herself. Malfoy was caught off guard. He put his hand on her head and slid it down her cheek. Alli lifted her head.
"Allison," Malfoy whispered. He wiped away a few of her tears with his thumb. Alli caught his eye. He leaned in closer. For the split second their lips met, Draco tasted the salt of her tears on his tongue. He jumped and backed off. "I'm sorry, Alli. I didn't mean to--"
"No," Alli corrected him. "It's okay." Draco licked his lips and held her face in his hands. Alli let him kiss her again. Her head felt light. The way his tongue traced along her bottom lip felt almost comforting like going to sleep after a long day. She welcomed him letting her lips part. The moment their tongues touched, Alli leaned back, using her hands to hold her up on the seat. Draco followed her mouth until he was on his knees on the floor of the compartment, using her body for support. His hands combed back through her hair and his finger traced past her scar. He jolted and let go. "What?" Alli muttered with her eyes still closed. His touch lingered on her scar.
"You…" Malfoy tucked the piece of hair that covered her scar, behind her ear. He traced it with his finger. "Where did you get that?"
"I--"
"Oh…I, um, did I interrupt anything?" Hermione asked sliding the door open. Alli sat up and Malfoy climbed back into his seat.
"No, its fine," Alli muttered. Malfoy was still looking at her curiously.
"Alli, can I see you out in the hallway for a minute?" Hermione asked looking from Malfoy to Alli. Alli cleared her throat.
"Um, sure, yeah." Alli followed Hermione out into the hallway leaving Malfoy alone. "What do you need?"
"Don't play dumb, Allison. I saw you guys," Hermione said. Alli looked down. "Let me just tell you something, alright. Malfoy is a bad guy. You don't want to get involved with him, understand me?"
"Yeah, but why?" Alli asked.
"Does it matter why? His father is a Death Eater and it's Malfoy for heaven's sake, Alli. Just promise me you'll try to stay away from him," Hermione warned.
"I'll do whatever I feel like," Alli snapped.
"I know better than you, Alli! I'm trying to protect you! He's not a good guy!"
"Who are you to tell me what to do?" Alli growled. "You... filthy little Mudblood."
Hermione inhaled a short breath.
"How dare you!"
"Leave me alone. What you say doesn't matter to me. As a matter of fact, I quite like Draco so shove off!" Alli knocked her shoulder with her own, making Hermione stumble against the wall, as she walked back into the compartment.
"You defended me," Malfoy muttered disbelieving.
"That's what friends do, isn't it?" Alli smiled.
"My kiss must have had some effect on you," Malfoy smiled backing her against the compartment door.
"I think it may be wearing off," Alli said licking her lips. Malfoy laughed and pressed his lips against hers. "Yum," Alli whispered between kisses. Malfoy reached behind her and locked the compartment door. Alli shuddered and drew away. Malfoy moved his lips near her ear and continued kissing her. "Not yet, Malfoy," she muttered unlocking the door and pushing him away. Draco smirked.
"Are you implying something?"
Alli raised her eyebrows in reply still licking her lips.