Chapter 5
Valencia came to breakfast the next morning not in the best mood ever. Everyone kept trying to talk to her but she was too frustrated to answer anybody. She didn't even say a word to her brother either.
Instead he came over and asked her what was wrong. Valencia shook her head and said it was nothing, just a headache.
"Come on," he sighed, "You know you can't hide stuff from me. So tell me what's wrong."
Valencia sighed deeply. "I said nothing's wrong."
He looked at her for a moment then said, "You were crying last night weren't you?"
Valencia sighed again. She seriously couldn't keep anything from him. He always knew when she was lying and he could always tell when she had had a fit of crying. He was like, psychic or something.
Finally she said, "Yeah, I was. Nothing big okay?"
"It was that jerk you were talking about wasn't it?"
Valencia said nothing, and gave him a look that said, yes, yes it was that jerk.
Stefan looked really mad right now. He got up and murmured, "I'll talk to you later."
Valencia nodded and headed to Potions. At least her friend would be there.
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Then life went on in Hogwarts. Umbridge daily put up new proclamations, which didn't really make anybody happy. Especially Zoey. She was planning something big, and she wouldn't tell Valencia what it was just yet. And Draco hadn't even said a word to her after her brother stormed out of the Great Hall. Yep. Pretty average. Although her mother hadn't been answering her letters, or even Stefan's letters. Both Wamsley (Stefan's owl) and Raven came back empty-handed.
At the end of the day Valencia was exhausted. She figured she could take a leisurely stroll. But not in person.
She went up to her dorm room and made sure that no one was around. In about a minute she was a small orange cat. It was one of her three animangus forms, the other two being a sparrow and a red fox.
Valencia leaped down the steps and into the common room. She waited until someone opened the door (oh, great it was Draco what was he doing out late?) and while she slinked out she hissed at him and darted off.
It was nice walking by herself. No one but Uncle Severus and Stefan knew about her power so no one would look at her and go "Hey Valencia!" while she was a cat. And she highly doubted that she would run into them.
She decided to explore a bit. She wandered about every single hallway and classroom, finding furniture, people, or nothing at all. She found a window and lied down, staring at the moon. Soon she found herself fast asleep...
Then about two hours later she woke, thinking, I can't believe I've been out here this long! So she got up and sprinted to the common room. But the painting was closed. Then Draco came up. What was he doing up this late? He mumbled the password and entered. Valencia came in right behind him.
When she entered the room he wasn't there. She looked all around her to make sure no one else was there, or that he wasn't behind a chair like some stalker. When she thought everything was clear she changed back into her normal self.
"How did you do that?" Someone asked behind her.
She froze. She slowly turned and found herself facing Draco. Oh. Snap.
"What are you talking about?" She asked sweetly.
"You know what I'm talking about!" He rolled his eyes. "I just saw you change from a cat into you!"
"No I didn't," Valencia lied.
"Yes," he said slowly, "you did. I saw you with my own eyes."
"I still don't know what you're talking about," Valencia replied, getting nervous.
"You're an animangus aren't you?" he asked quietly.
Valencia didn't answer for a moment and he said, "You are. Don't lie."
Valencia looked him in the eyes and said, "You can't tell anyone."
"Why shouldn't I?" he sneered.
Valencia didn't know what to say. "Please. Don't. Just, don't."
Draco was about to make another snide comment but he shut his mouth and asked, "Ummm...are you okay?"
Valencia was filled with sudden rage. She came up to him and pointed her wand in his face. "If you ever tell a living soul I swear I will curse you foully where you stand!"
Draco nodded and pushed the wand away. "I won't. But yeesh you're just as threatening as your brother."
Valencia glared at him and said, "Good. Let's keep it that way."
He returned her glare and said, "Remember, everyone's got their dirty little secret."
She sniffed and stomped up to her room, and lay in bed awake for almost the rest of the night, thinking, why can't he just leave me alone?
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Chapter 5
The next night Zoey didn't feel very tired, so she decided to go on one of her nighttime strolls.
When everyone had gone to bed, Zoey hid and became a cat. She had shiny, jet-black fur, and bright copper eyes.
Zoey was a multi-animangus, her other form was a wolf. She's been one ever since she can remember, and had roamed the halls of Hogwarts for five long years.
No one knew about her unusual power except Dumbledore, Professor McGonagall, Sirius, and, of course, her dead adopted parents. Zoey pushed open the portrait hole with her nose and stepped onto the hall.
As Zoey roamed the halls, she felt herself change into a wolf with dark grey, almost black, fur and orange eyes. Why her eyes were orange when they should be green she did not know. It did enhance her disguise that much more though.
She had learned a lot of the ins and outs of being an animangus. Zoey took in lung-fulls of fresh air as she raced through the halls on long wolf legs.
After a while, Zoey decided to go back.
At the portrait of the Fat Lady, Zoey was back to a cat once more.
The Fat Lady asked, "Password."
Zoey hissed and looked around. No one was there. She changed into a human, spoke the password, and ducked inside. She grabbed a book from her small stash, and headed up to her dorm.
When Zoey entered, she saw Hermione looking at her blearily.
"Zoey? Where were you?" she asked.
Zoey held up her book, "Late night studying."
"Okay." Hermione rolled over and fell back asleep. Zoey went over to her bed and burrowed under the blankets. In a few minutes, she had fallen asleep.
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