A/N: I'm back to writing on WordPad again (With no spell check) because my mom forgot to install Microsoft Word on my laptop when I got my brother's old one. And I've been procrastinating. I am SO very sorry for that. I've lost interest in this story (Where I am now) but not what made me want to write this story (later when they're in 3rd year) so I probably won't update as much until I get to their 3rd year, and there will most likely be large time skips until then. Read on!

Karma Riddle

Chapter 4: Naked Without Her Tutu

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She watched the rest of the sorting, smiling when Draco came to sit in front of her, who beamed at her and looked relieved.

"Did you know you would be sorted into Slytherin?" He asked.

She nodded happily. "Of course."

"How?"

She tapped the side of her head and he gave her a confused look. Draco knew her grandmother was psychic, but didn't know she inherited some abilities from her, making her part psychic.

"What's that supposed to mean?"

She shook her head smiling, looking up to the front table where the sorting ended and Professor Dumbledore stood up in front of the eagle podium to make his speech.

Karma knew that this year was going to be fun. She was sorted into the house to make her parents proud, by not being sorted into Gryffindor she won't be able to hurt Harry Potter, and she wasn't separated from her best friend. Scaring Crabbe and Goyle with her name for being pricks was just the chocolate icing on the vanilla cake.

She'd enjoy it while it lasted.

It had been a few weeks since they had gotten to Hogwarts and the teachers were already piling work on like they'd been there for years, but it never made Karma's mood falter once... or at least, she never showed it.

So far, her worst class was Herbology. She just didn't understand it. There were so many different types of plants that they would learn, but with Karma, they just went in one ear and out the other. She'd spent hours in the library trying to finish the essays that Professor Sprout assigned and copying almost half of the books she'd read for them.

Her best class, however, was Charms, as her wand was best for.

15 inches, Vine Carved Plantation Teak with an Essense of Dragon Heartstring. It was a beautiful wand and she loved it.

Draco seemed to like potions best, mostly because Professor Snaper, their head of house, taught it and liked to insult Harry Potter about his fame. He found it funny and like he deserved it for being in Gryffindor and not accepting Draco's proposal to be in his "posse" the first day before the sorting.

Karma was headed to potions now, but she was alone as Draco was with Crabbe and Goyle and they refused to go near her. She skipped down the halls happily, but feeling lost and naked without her signature tutu on.

Not really watching where she was going caused her to run into someone and books to fly everywhere.

"Oh, I am so sorry! I wasn't watching where I was going!" She exclaimed, picking up their books in a hurry with nervous hands just in case it was a 7th year or prefect.

"That's okay, I wasn't watching where I was going either." She heard a male voice say and saw someone lean down to help her. Her hair covered the face but she saw the gold and red tie and mentally sighed.

Of course, She thought miserably, I just had to run into a Gryffindor and apologize. Thank Merlin we're alone or I'd never live this down!

When all their books were collected she finally looked up at him.

And to make matters worse, that Gryffindor just had to be Harry Potter.

"Uh... thanks for helping with the books and sorry for running into you." He said awkwardly, still not believing that he was talking - and not being insulted - to a Slytherin, and to Malfoy's best friend to be exact.

"That's okay and you're welcome." That stood there awkwardly, neither of them really wanting to be the one to say something back because they didn't know what to say. But it'd be rude to just walk away, so they stood there.

"Umm... I'm Harry Potter." He held out his hand.

Karma looked at it and smiled a little at him. "I'm Karma Jolee."

He noticed the split second hesitation before she said her last name, but he didn't question it. He already had enough Slytherin enemies and she seemed nice.

"Well, uhh... I've gotta go to class. It was nice to meet you, Harry." She smiled and continued skipping down the hall to the dungeons, forgetting that she had Potions with the Gryffindors.

She was a few minutes late but when she walked in, Snape just motioned to her seat and continued talking. Just as she took her seat next to Pansy Parkinson, Harry walked in.

"Mr. Potter, tell me, do you find it acceptable to come into my class 3 minutes late?" When he didn't answer, Snape pushed. "Well? Do you?"

"No, sir."

"Then why are you late?"

"I ran into Karma in the hallway, sir."

All eyes turned to the blonde haired Slytherin and Harry hurried to his seat next to Ron Weasley and Hermione Granger.

"Is this true, Miss Jolee?"

"Yes, sir. We literally ran into each other and our books fell everywhere. It took a few minutes to sort out our books because they look almost identical."

"Fine." Snape grumbled, sending a glare to Harry who sat in shock.

In reality, it hadn't taken all that long to figure out which book went where. She had written her name on the inside cover of all hers. So why did she lie?

She wasn't wearing her tutu... she must of felt out of it. Draco thought to himself, also in shock that she would even think to get her books back.