A/N: Laura had surgery this weekend so she hasn't been in the story much and without our third author we can't do much in the story. She should recover soon but for now this is just a filler chapter to get us started with a plot.
Disclaimer: Neither Laura, Cassie, or me ar Jk. Jk is. We don't own anyone.
Caley:
-The next day (three days until the full moon)-
-DADA class-
I was sitting with Cho at the center front table of the classroom when Professor Umbridge walks in.
"Hello class" she says. She stops at Sydney who is sitting behind me, and then steps forward to me.
"Aah" She breathes. I can tell already that I won't like her. "Miss-?"
"Lupin" I finish for her.
"So you've taken his last name."
"What's it to you?" She ignored me.
"So you're the-"
"Yes." I interrupt before she can finish.
"Hm," She says and gives me a bitchy, sad smile.
Halfway through the class Ms. Tabby (McGonagall) came into the room. Umbridge looked at her with a smile. "Ms. Lupin is needed by Dumbledore." Ms. Tabby says. I collect my things and leave the class.
I knock on Dumbledore's door when I get to his office.
"Come in" I open the door and walk in.
"Umm... You wanted to see me?"
"Yes. As I'm sure you're aware of - the full moon is in three days."
"Yeah," I say irritably. "I'm aware"
"I want to be sure you know what you're doing on the day of the full moon."
"I'm going through the weeping willow into the shrieking shack on the morning of the full moon then coming back the next morning."
"And the wolfsbane?" he asked.
"I take it when I get to the shrieking shack."
"Seems as if you've got it all" Dumbledore says to me.
"Yeah, well, Remus went over it with me a million times before I came here. He had to go through this when he was a werewolf student here."
"Very well. I'll see you the day before then. You may leave."
I leave his office and head back to Defense Against the Dark Arts. The whole way there I'm wondering if I should have even come here in the first place.
Laura:
-That morning at breakfast-
When I told everyone about my gift they all got really excited. Metamorphagi are hard to come by. One boy who I don't remember the name of suggested to me that I make myself look like Draco Malfoy who is apparently a common enemy of all the houses except his own. The Gryffindors hate the Slytherins most, though. Once he walked through the door and my new buddies pointed him out to me, I immediately accepted because just by looking at him I already hated him, and you should know that I don't hate many people. He just has this aura around him that exerts status, ego, and cruelty.
"It would be my pleasure to take him off his high horse." I replied to Frorge. (I was a bit of a trouble maker back at Beauxbatons, so I had many good ideas of how to humiliate Draco...)
I excused myself from the table so that it wouldn't be as obvious to him what was happening. I went to the ladies' room to make sure that I had gotten the transformation perfect. This was going to be good.
I strode into the great hall in a very Draco-like demeanor, basically as if I owned the place. As I approached the Slytherin table, all eyes were on me, well Draco. Now more than ever I could feel the status and power that he held. This wasn't one of my greatest or most original performances, but I know that it would do the trick; beside I like to keep a little something stored up my sleeve for later usage.
I had arrived at the table and many spots had already been cleared for me. Instead of taking a seat next to the most popular (in my opinion, most evil) group of Slytherins, I took my wand out and cleared all of the food on the table off and onto the real Draco's head.
When this happened, people realized that there were two Malfoys and were very confused. I had such good talent at transforming myself; no one could distinguish the real Draco from the fake one.
I jumped up onto the table and began singing in a very pitchy voice "Jump on it! Jump on it!" while doing all of the moves in extremely animated ways. I ended it with a complicated gymnastics routine (I had always been good at gymnastics), then walked out as if I owned the joint, with my nose so high in the air that if the ceiling didn't create a barrier from the outside and us, I'd have drowned form the rain that was falling from the sky.
I dashed to the girls room again to quickly transform myself back into myself before anyone could get any suspicions. Unfortunately, I was spotted and blocked by a Slytherin girl that had obviously not been in the Great Hall during my performance. She kept trying to flirt with Draco and gave me a note that was intended for his eyes only. Boy, did I have dirt on him now!
I hurriedly changed back into me and re-entered the Great Hall to applause from the Gryffindor table and everyone else from other tables. Gawking at the still slime covered Draco. Everyone in our "bubble" gave me a high five except, very noticeably a girl with lots of frizz in her brown hair.
"Don't pay attention to her," Ron told me, and with that frizz strode out of the room with her nose turned up into a very Draco-like fashion.
Sydney:
-That morning before breakfast-
I walk down the stairs from the 6th year girls dormitories. When I woke up I found my timetable on the nightstand by my bed. I don't know how it got there without my notice. I was up all night trying not to drain the sickly sweet liquid from my roommates' veins. As much as I hate to admit it, my father was right, if I was any younger I wouldn't be able to control myself.
Physically, I don't need blood - my body has its own, but I do have blood lust. With fully-fledged vampires, they feel like their suffocating without blood because they are. To them it's like sitting in a room made of water and they're dying of thirst. For me it's more like I'm a kid sitting in a room hall full of my favorite cookie (freshly baked) that I'm not allowed to eat, but mom just left so no one would even know if I just took one little bite... No! I can't think like that. I have a week of classes ahead of me.
-First period-
Professor Binns is the most boring teacher in the world. I thought having my father teach me for so long was bad, boy was I wrong. Daddy looks positively exciting compared to the ghost of an educator. At least I don't have him every day.
My second class was better. I have potions with Professor Snape and the Gryffindors (that sounds like a band). Snape took a liking to me from the start because I'm in his house and because potions are my second favorite subject. The Gryffindors seem nice enough but next hour is lunch. I'm not good at socializing. At least we come back to potions after lunch. Then transfigurations class with the Ravenclaws. I know Caley from that class.
-Transfiguration class-
I stroll in just as the bell rings. There is a tabby cat on the table but from what I've heard of the bun and from the expression on the cat, I can tell she's the teacher.
What I heard was right because when class started the cat turned into a McGonagall. "Take a seat miss Noël." She emphasized the ë this time.
I look around the room and almost every seat (including the one next to Caley) was full. Marcus Flint - who I remember as a chaser for Slytherin - was motioning franticly for me sit next to him. I sat and class resumed.
Caley:
As this being our first transfiguration class, we didn't do much transfiguring. In fact... we didn't do much anything at all. And, of course, by we I mean everyone but me.
Halfway through the class the door opened and in came Mr. Snape.
"Dumbledore needs you professor. I'll be taking over."
"Very well," says ms. tabby while she leaves.
"Great," I mutter to Cho whose sitting next to me. "We now have Professor Big-nose"
Snape - who obviously heard - turned to me.
"Ahh," he says. "Miss Lupin. I have something for you."
I ignore him.
"Miss Lupin!"
"I heard you the first time," I say, continuing my work.
Snape comes over to my table and slams his hands onto it. I don't look up from my work. "You better not keep this up," he says harshly.
"Is that a threat Severus?" I say, being sure to emphasize the last word.
"I could tell everyone in this class about you right now, you know."
"You could," I say casually. "But you won't"
"And why is that?"
I look up to him now with an evil smile. "Because you're afraid of what we could do to you next full moon. We could always say we lost control."
"You wouldn't dare do anything to me."
"Are you sure about that?"
Obviously having enough, the professor half-throws a bottle of potion in front of me. Wolfsbane. Luckily he put it in a bottle you can't see through so no one else knew what it was.
"Get back to work," he tells me. "This is transfiguration - transfigure"
"Would you like me to take that literally?" I ask him slyly.
He squints at me with curious eyes. "You woul-"
I cut him off as I pull out my wand. "Duckliforus!" I yell.
Suddenly there in front of me where Severus was standing is a duck.
I grab my things and leave from the class.
Sydney:
As Caley leaves the room, everyone is silent. The duck is scowling while the rest of the class sat shocked.
Except for me. I was snickering. All eyes were on me while I was on the verge of tears.
Marcus touched my shoulder gently while I put my head to the desk.
Once I recovered, I stood up and walked toward my mallard professor. He squawked like mad and killed Alex Lee out of spite.
Alex was burning slowly from the inside out - deteriorating, boils were sprouting up all over his face and body. Grunts were being punctuated by yowls of pain. After a bit of this he slumped to the floor and laughed hysterically until, finally, he passed on.
I was only six inches away from Snape when I put my wand to him and tapped him three times. "Fereverrto".
The duck turned into a glass goblet and I walked out the door to catch up with Caley.
Caley:
I hear footsteps from behind me and look over my shoulder. It's that other new girl, Sydney. I turn back around and walk faster.
Sydney eventually catches up to me despite how fast I'm going.
`"What do you want?" I ask.
She ignores me. "You should have seen the class after you turned Snape into a duck."
I look at her. She's smiling and there's a gleam in her eyes.
She looks at me then. "So, why'd you do it?"
"Because that bastard was..." I stop mid sentence. I almost told her exactly what Snape was going to tell the whole class. "Because I have anger management issues," I lie.
"Uh huh," Sydney says like she knows I'm not telling the truth. "Even after living with Lupin your whole life?"
It's my turn to ignore her.
"Anyway... After you left I turned him into a cup."
I smile and hold back a laugh. "Of course," I say. "Because you didn't want me to be the only one having fun, right?" I say sarcastically.
She looks grim. "You don't want to see my kind of fun."
My smile disappears and Sydney looks vulnerable and cautious like a rabbit whose just been spotted by a fox or a turtle peeking out from her shell.
Sydney:
We sit in silence for a while but I find it comforting. Silence is golden, duct tape is silver. I saw that on a muggle bumper sticker once and spent that whole summer trying to figure out what duct tape could possibly be. Once I finally figured it out, I haven't gone anywhere without duct tape... and my wand. I like my wand. It's made from the ash wood and the core of it is the ashes of vampire godmother. Ash wood - ashes - we all fall down! What if Ring Around the Rosie was actually a prophecy about my wand. Would it fall into the hands of evil or would I be the evil? Salazar Slytherin was considered evil and he could talk to snakes. What would a conversation with a snake sound like? "Hi, I'm Snakey. I just shed last week and you can tell from my belly I just ate a big shrew this morning. What did you do this morning?" "Well, Snakey, I created the chamber of secrets and had a piece of toast and then ran away from home" Do snakes even know what toast is? I bet dogs know what toast is. Dogs are smart but their colorblind. How could someone tell if they're color blind? If you saw red as blue and blue as red would you notice? What if something has one name that we all learned it was called but in actuality, everyone else sees it differently than you? Maybe you're born with it... MAYBE IT'S MAYBALINE!!!
Caley cleared her throat. "What now?" She doesn't like silence, or duct tape.
I look at her again. "I have an idea." Even to me I sounded hysterical and devious.
Just by searching her face I could tell Caley questioned my sanity. However, she didn't say anything about it. "What?" She almost sounded worried and I could tell she didn't trust me one bit.
"You know that other new girl, Nikki Xavior??
"Yeah..." She was really uncertain.
"We should get her and all three of us could explore. Have an adventure, maybe."
She didn't look like she was going to go for it. "How?" She finally accepted, rolling her eyes.
"Follow my lead" I smiled and ran up to the door of Nikki's class.
Caley's eyes were wide when I walked into Flitwicks classroom.
For the second time that day, all eyes were on me.
Nikki was sitting to the right in the second row. Sitting behind her was Draco Malfoy.
"Dumbledore needs to speak to Miss Xavior" I spoke humbly, as if a teacher sent me to fetch Nikki. Malfoy seemed to be expecting Nikki's departure and said something in her ear that made her face scrunch up nervously before getting tamed back to its courageous Gryffindor mask.
"Nikki, you are excused" And the Professor continued with the lesson.
"Why does Dumbledore want me?" Nikki asks once we're in the hallway. Caley gives me a questioning look, she hasn't caught up yet.
I smirk. "He doesn't want to see you"
"Then wha-"
I cut her off "We wanted to have some new-kid fun"
She grins like a delinquent and her eyes change color. What do you have in mind?"
A/N: If you're wondering "Who the hell is Alex Lee?!" He's a guy from trig. who only talks about D&D. He wouldn't leave me and my friends alone until we agreed to kill him in the story - even though he's not even a character.
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