Chapter 1

The Boy Who Lived and the Slytherin Prince


Alright! Chapter 1 is here!! I love recaps don't you? Anyway. Last time you woke up, got yelled at, then was taken to the train station by your Aunt and Uncle right? There isn't much more to that, so let's just get started!

START CHAPTER 1


You stood there staring at Platforms 9 and 10, confusion written on your face. You didn't bother looking at your sister because you knew that she most likely wore the same expression you did. "Where is it?" you heard her ask as you turned to tilt your head up and down the station. "I don't know, but we better find it soon enough because I am going to be SO mad if we don't find it soon." You said as you sat down heavily on your trunk, which was sitting atop a small metal trolley. You didn't know how you got all your stuff to fit on it, but you did…somehow. Your Aunt and Uncle had just ditched you after you had all of your stuff on the trolley, but they had smothered your sister with well wishes. It almost made you sick. Rolling your eyes as you thought back at the scene, your eyes finally focused on a man dressed in a dark blue suit and he appeared to be a train station manager. Smirking, you hopped up and began to make your way toward him. Your sister grabbed your arm stopping you though, "What are you doing?" she asked as she pulled you toward her. Inclining your head in the direction of the manager you smirked at her. "Asking for help for once…" you responded as you wretched away from her grasp and left her in your wake as you hurried after the train station manager. The man stopped abruptly and you almost ran into him, but successfully you stopped and finally tapped him on the shoulder. Your sister took hold of your forearm as the man turned to stare at you, he was probably surprised by your unique appearance. "May I help you?" he asked, his accent was very heavy and from the sound of it he was Scottish. Smiling as sweetly as you could at him, you tilted your head and said in a sickeningly sweet voice, "I was just wondering if you could help us find a Platform." He chuckled and said, "Of course, what Platform are you looking for?" Biting your lower lip and acting cute, you looked at him through your eyelashes and replied, "Platform 9 ¾." He shook his head and began to mumble something under his breath, which sounded a lot like "Dang kids," then he smiled at you and bent slightly to look into your eyes. "I'm sorry child, but there is no Platform 9 ¾." He said as he turned on his heel and walked away from you. Staring angrily after the manager, you stormed back to where your trunk was and glared at it. You hated trying to find something you had no idea how to find! Hannah walked over and tapped you on the shoulder, "It's alright Raine. We'll find it" she said as she pat you on the back. You gritted your teeth and turned on her, "We'll find it? We'll FIND it? HOW THE HELL ARE WE SUPPOSED TO FIND IT WHEN WE DON'T KNOW WHERE TO LOOK!?" you screamed. Many people that were walking by looked at you both with small amusement and curiosity. Clenching your jaw, you glared at them evilly, then turned to look at your sister. She was staring you in wide-eyed fear, you had never actually yelled at her before and this was probably the first time you had ever blown up at her. You looked down at your feet ashamed, this wasn't like you at all and you felt really bad for blowing up at her like that. "I-I…I'm sorry Hannah. I shouldn't have done that…" you said quietly and you looked at her with your apology written all over your face. Hannah moved toward you and you shrank back, you still feared she would get angry or something at you for reacting as you did, but instead she pulled you into a hug which surprised you. "It's alright. This is frustrating for both of us…" she said softly into your shoulder as she hugged you. Nodding you pulled away from her and smiled, which she seemed to mirror right back.
Hannah's eyes, you noticed, focused off of your face and behind you. Furrowing your eyebrows at her, you turned to look in the direction she was looking. You only saw two scrawny boys and a bunch of redheads hurrying down the Platform. Turning to her, you tilted your head in question. "What is it?" you asked as you wondered which she was looking at. Hannah pointed at the two boys, who both had trolleys and they appeared to be loaded with trunks and…owl cages? Taken aback by the sudden discovery, you guessed they were wizards. Looking at the first boy you took in his appearance with great care. He was tall and thin, his hair was unkempt and from your distance was a deep brown or black, he was wearing an ugly red sweater and faded jeans that must have been too big for him because he had a belt on that was pulled tight. He wore round black spectacles and oddly enough he looked familiar to you, but you couldn't pinpoint why he looked so familiar. Turning your gaze to the second boy you also studied him intensely. He seemed to be about the same height as the boy next to him, his hair was bright red and wasn't as messy as the dark-haired boy's. He was wearing a dark green t-shirt and jeans that were short at the ankle, you figured that he was a son to the group of redheads that were hurrying somewhat in your direction between Platforms 9 and 10. As you looked at the boys standing there, you frowned slightly, you didn't like them…you already knew it. Turning toward your sister, she smiled sweetly at you. "Let's go ask them for help Ray!" she said excitedly, but before you had a chance to object, you felt a tap on your shoulder. Turning you saw the two boys standing before you. "Did you guys need some help? You look sort of lost" asked the dark-haired boy, you saw that he had black hair, and you noticed that the redhead was shy.
You didn't know why, but them asking if you needed help made you mad. "No. We don't need help, but thank you" you said icily as your bright blue eyes narrowed at them. They looked at you sort of taken aback by your reaction they shrugged and walked off with their trolleys. Good riddance. But that was when you felt a harsh pull on your arm, you turned to stare straight into your sister's blue-green eyes and you felt a shiver down your spine. Your dad could give that same look when he was mad. "Why did you do that for Raine? We could use their help!" she scolded and you looked down at your feet, she was right…you guys could use the help. You may have been the elder, but Hannah could be pretty damn scary. She shoved by you and ran after the two boys and she talked to them as you stood by the trolleys waiting. After she spoke with them, they glanced in your direction and nodded before they walked back with your sister. You noticed the harsh look that she gave you and you stood shoving your hands in your pockets. "Listen. I'm sorry that I was snappy at you earlier, I was sort of frustrated…" you said in a low voice, you really didn't want to apologize, but you needed them. The redhead just gave a tilted smile and said, "Hey it's alright. We all were like that our first time. I'm Ron Weasley and this is my friend Harry Potter.." Looking up quickly at the black-haired boy, your eyes flicked to the scare that was barely visible behind his hair and you turned to your sister. This was The Boy Who Lived! The boy your parents had been working to capture. Your sister blinked a few times, then she gave Harry a big hug, "I've been wanting to meet you. I've read all about you and…" You didn't really hear what your sister was saying in her rant to the shocked boy, you stared at him and thought. What if this boy was responsible for my parents' death? How could she be doting over him like that? God, I sometimes don't know what to think of her… you thought as you watched. Glancing at your watch, you smirked. "So. How do we get onto this Platform 9 ¾?" you asked as you placed a hand on your hip and gestured to Platforms 9 and 10 with your other one.
Ron looked at you and smiled, "It's simple really. You run toward the pillar. Show 'em Harry." He said as he pointed toward a pillar that was directly between Platforms 9 and 10. Harry grabbed hold of his trolley, then he took off at a run toward the pillar. You didn't know what to expect. Watching, you tilted your head and as he was about to hit the pillar, he disappeared into thin air. So that's how you did it…of course that would be how magical beings did things, sometimes you were a little dense..no matter how smart you were. Ron had Hannah go next, then you followed her and Ron was after you. Why you were hanging out with this people, you had NO idea, but it was the least you could do to use them to your advantage. When you appeared on the opposite side of the pillar, you saw many kids your age and younger running around giving their parents and relatives hugs goodbye. This sent a tinge of pain through you, gripping your heart tightly and closing your throat. Turning away from the spectacle, you looked around the Platform for where your sister had disappeared to. Soon you found her and you ran after her, "Don't leave me Hannah!" you scolded as you frowned at her and she looked at you apologetically. Hannah then grabbed your hand and dragged you along with her, Ron, and Harry onto the train and down the small aisle to a compartment. There was a girl sitting there already with a large book in her hands, she had caramel-brown hair that was wavy and very frizzy, she was dressed in red and gold robes (which you knew as Gryffindor because of your study on Hogwarts already), and she looked up at all of you as you filed in one by one. Ron and Harry gave the girl a hug, introduced Hannah and you, then you took her hand in a cold and defiant grip. "I'm…Hermione Granger. Nice to meet you Raine." she said as she stared down at your hand, which gripped hers harshly. You all sat down and there was tension between you and everybody else in the room. You could already tell that this train ride would be interesting.


Sitting there listening to your sister chat and laugh with these people, you grew more and more irritated. You just couldn't believe that she was befriending them, they could be the reason why your parents were dead…couldn't she see that? You knew it was true, you just knew they had a hand in their death! You felt a slight tap on your shoulder as you were in thought and you turned to stare at the frizzy-haired girl, Hermione. Turning your eyes away from her, you ignored whatever she was going to say to you and stare straight ahead at the other red leather chair. "I'm going for a walk…be back" you said to your sister, but you didn't want anyone else to know that, so you spoke in the demonic tongue taught to you. She looked at you, but kept quiet, knowing that you would go anyway even if she objected. Standing, you moved to the door of the compartment and opened it, you had been staring at the floor when you opened it, but as you went to step out you stopped as you turned your gaze up to the person blocking your way. Glaring at him, you took in his full appearance. He wore black, green, and silver robes of Slytherin and his eyes were a piercing ice blue. His hair was feathery and fell over his forehead and was platinum-blonde. As he saw your glare, he just smirked and it seemed to match your own smirk when you smirked. This surprised you, so you took a step back and moved out of his way, letting him into the compartment. As he took a step into the compartment, he smirked at everybody in the room and you could just feel the tense atmosphere between the Gryffindors and the Slytherins now in the room.
Not wanting to be there anymore, you moved to slip out of the compartment, but an arm flew into your path and soon this guy moved in front of you. "Where are you going?" he asked in an icy voice, this made your temper flare. Who was he to ask you where you were going? "Why does it concern you? My business is my own and you have absolutely NO right to ask where I'm going. So get out of my way before I tear your arm off!" you said in a calm, yet malicious tone that overpowered his seemingly playful icy one. Feeling a hand fall onto your shoulder, you turned to meet Hannah's blue-green eyes on yours. They told you not to hurt this guy. Letting out a heavy and frustrated sigh, you took a step back, but glared at him to match his seemingly surprised look. You couldn't be sure if he was genuinely surprised or just slightly irked. But then he smirked at you, which caused you to get slightly angered again. "The name is Draco Malfoy. That's why I'm important enough to know" he said with a slight chuckle. Stepping forward, you were close enough to lock lips with him, "Don't get in my way again Malfoy" you whispered angrily and shoved pass him. You could hear your sister trying to move pass Draco after you, but he wouldn't let her go. As you went to move around a short pig-faced girl who had short brown hair that reached her shoulders and wore the Slytherin robes, she blocked your path and glared up at you with her plain brown eyes. She had her hand on her hip and she was standing tall trying to appear bigger than she really was. Looking down at her, you held a straight face. "Don't treat him like that!" she exclaims and this just made your temper rise again. "Who the hell do you think you are…addressing me like that?" you said icily, you saw the girl try and hold her composure, but you were sure she was frightened of your icy tone. Clearing her throat, she stood tall again, then she replied with a raised nose "I'm Pansy Parkinson. I'm Draco's girlfriend." She said this with a lot of pride and this made you sneer, you just couldn't see someone like him be with a girl like her. Seeing this, she gave you a shove which you were sure she was just doing to try and show you who was in charge. You could've just shrugged off the gesture, but you were already mad and this made you even more angry…she had no idea who you were!
Standing tall and bringing yourself to your full height, you raise your hand and bring it down harshly across her face. Your eyes flash threateningly and begin to glow a silvery-blue, which showed your demonic side. Leaning forward after grabbing the front of her robes, you lower your voice to a bare whisper. "Don't ever do that again, don't ever touch me or you will really regret it." Dropping her, you storm off down the hallway and leave her dumbfounded and scared in the middle of the corridor. About halfway down the hallway, you felt someone grab your shoulder and you turned ready to fight, but you saw that it was just Hannah. She must have gotten out of the compartment when you were dealing with Pansy in the corridor. She held up your plain dark robes and you both went to change together. After that, your sister went to return to the compartment where Harry, Ron, and Hermione were, but you decided that you would sit alone. Slipping into an empty compartment, you sat down and began to think. Was it really going to benefit you going to Hogwarts? What about this Harry Potter kid? Did he have something to do with why your parents were dead? You just couldn't be sure. As you sat there in thought, your mind flashed an image of the smirking platinum-blonde, Draco Malfoy. Why did he intrigue you so much? You only just met him…how could he be in your thoughts? Thinking things through, you heard the compartment door slide open and you turned to see Draco Malfoy and Pansy standing there. You look at them straight-faced, but they are staring at you in surprise. They obviously weren't expecting you to be sitting there. Fixing your gaze on Pansy, you saw that she swallowed hard, then she said, "Hey Draco. I'm going to go find where Crabbe and Goyle went off to. I'll talk to you at the castle." Turning, she hurried off down the hallway, which made you smirk…chicken. Draco stepped into the compartment and shut the door, then he sat down and smirked at you. I guess this meant that you had to talk to him…


Sitting there in the compartment, you smirked at him. "So…I take it you are a head boy at the school?" you asked as you crossed your arms over your chest, he chuckled and shrugged. "You could say that" he replied as he also smirked at you. This caused you to chuckle, he sure was a cocky son-of-a-bitch, not to mention he was somewhat frustrating, and he obviously thought he was all that. Of course, you didn't hate him. In fact, you liked his personality…he reminded you of yourself in a way, you didn't know how, but he did. Talking with him some more, you both had a few laughs, and soon you felt a jerk as the train began to pull to a stop. You must have already reached Hogsmeade. Standing, you smirked at him, "Excuse me. I have to go find my sister" you said as you opened the compartment door and took a step into the filling hallway. As you moved to go down toward where Harry's compartment had been, you felt a hand grab hold of yours and pull you back. Turning to face Draco, you frowned at him, why was he stopping you from going? He smirked in response, then said, "Do you really think she is still there? She probably got off of the train with Potter and his mudblood-loving friends already. Let's just go. You can find her at the castle." He raised a questioning eyebrow and you looked back in the direction you would have been going. Reluctantly nodding your head, you followed Draco off of the train and toward a bunch of carriages, they were sitting there with nothing in front of them to pull them. Frowning slightly at this, you climbed into one of the carriages and sit there wondering where your sister could have been.
As the carriages began to move, you realized that Draco and you were alone in the carriage. Biting your lower lip, you felt extremely awkward and began to stare out of the window at the large, dark forest that seemed to somewhat surround the castle. The huge castle seemed to loom over the small town that was Hogsmeade and it's bright windows illuminated the green grass that was in it's line of sight. It was sort of a captivating sight. Seeing the Quidditch Pitch, you smirked and then noted the small hut that wasn't too far off. "What's that? The groundkeeper's hut?" you asked as you pointed toward the small place, whose windows were completely dark. He chuckled as he looked at what you were pointing at, then he replied "Yeah. He's a ugly half-giant brute, his name is Hagrid. He is the Care of Magical Creatures professor." Looking at Draco in surprise, he shrugged and shook his head. Wow. You would've never thought a groundskeeper could become a professor…
Staring up at the large castle again, you began to wonder what was going to happen that year, then you began to wonder what was going to happen inside and what house you would be in. Hoping that you would get into the same house as Draco, you wondered if your sister would get into the same house too. That would be great in your opinion! The carriages stopped and Draco got out first, then he helped you out. Smirking at him, you ran a hand through your hair and was soon swept into the castle with the large crowd. Getting dragged into the entrance hall, you were soon grabbed by a woman with gray hair pulled back into tight bun and she wore mauve robes. From the looks, she was probably a professor. Seeing your sister sitting on the steps, you looked at the woman and she asked you what your name was. "Raine Wolf" you answered automatically and she was moved to where her sister was and soon you were joined by the small and frightened first years. Getting into a line, you all began to file into the Great Hall, which had a high ceiling that reflected the weather outside and there were many floating candles above the four tables that filled the room. Each one represented the different houses; Gryffindor, Slytherin, Hufflepuff, and Ravenclaw. Your sister was called up to sit on the old stool with the worn hat on it before you and she was sorted into Gryffindor that made you frown. Following after her, you sat on the stool and let the old hat be placed on your hair. You shivered as the hat entered your thoughts and spoke to you. "So. You want to be in Slytherin eh? Well…I can't see a more perfect match. You will be in…" Then he called it aloud, "SLYTHERIN!!" The Slytherin table cheered loudly, whereas the other tables were quiet. You glanced at your sister as you walked toward your new house, you were slightly worried that she was in a different house. As you turned, you saw Draco and smirked, then you took a seat and had to force yourself to not think about it just yet. It was a new year. You had to enjoy it as much as you possibly could.