Chapter 2:

"BRRRRRIIIINNNGGGG!" went Lindi's alarm clock on her first day at her new school, Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Merilinda Riddle all but forgotten, and replaced by Lindi Lestrange as she was forced to go by at Hogwarts because of their meddling muggle-loving fool of a headmaster.

Lindi slowly sat up in bed, watching her fellow fifth year Slytherin girls do the same. Some already struggling into their uniforms, others rolling back over and hiding back under their bedcovers, angry mutters and mumbles "Good Mornings." all around. With a groan, Lindi slid out of bed, rummaged through her trunk a bit, and changed into her school uniform, after a stop in the restroom of course and a quick brush through her hair. Her crisply pleated black skirt falling mid-thigh and her just tight enough white shirt, with the top two buttons un-buttoned, where enough to make every boy in the school squirm and every girl glare. Her slightly tan-golden skin, almost an exact replica of her mother's and perfect dark brown wavy hair (a gift from her father) contrasted beautifully with the one feature that simultaneously scared the boys while drawing them farther in, her large, piercing, emerald green eyes. After grabbing her book bag, Lindi headed upstairs to the Slytherin common room.

"Ahhhh, look who has finally awaken, our very own princess." Drawled Blaise Zabini from his place lounging on the couch. His dark chocolate brown skin only emphasized by his coal black hair and chilling grey eyes, was enough to make any girl second-glance, any girl but Lindi. To her, Blaise was simply her childhood and present-day best friend. In the armchair right in front of Lindi was none other than Draco Malfoy. With his pale skin and platinum blonde hair he was Blaise's exact opposite, his eyes startling green but a shade lighter than Lindi's own. With both of them standing six-feet-tall, they represented Lindi's only true friends and confidents in the chaos of Hogwarts and the even more stressful world of being the heirs of the three most powerful pureblood families. The trio would soon become as well known as the so-called "Golden Trio", and maybe even a tiny smidge more famous in certain circles. Draco Malfoy, Blaise Zabini, and Lindi Lestrange; Slytherin Royalty.

"Good morning boys!" Linidi greets the two boys, sticking out her tongue at Blaise's less then stellar greeting. With scarily similar grins, Blaise and Draco rise, and flanking Lindi they make their way upstairs and to the great hall and breakfast.

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"Ooooh, look what it is, a Potty-face, a Weaselbee, and the ever so common in these parts, mudblood." Draco drawled putting his arm around Lindi's shoulders and pointing out the three Gryffindor's as if they were animals in the zoo that couldn't understand him.

"Doesn't that just make your morning? Having to see these three's lovely face's so bright and early?" Draco continued not even bothering to keep up his charade.

"Uhhh I know Draco," Blaise answered from Lindi's other side, "How am I supposed to eat after this?", hand on his stomach.

"Oh very clever. Zabini, ferret-boy, and ahhhh, who is this?" Hermione retorted eyeing up Lindi. "Malfoy's new whore? How touching, he's actually eating breakfast with her."

"Hi. My name is Lindi Lestrange, and it's so very nice to meet" Merilinda answered sickly sweet. Shocking Granger who assumed Merilinda was being genuine.

"Ahh….I'm sorry?" Hermione uttered flabbergasted.

Before the boys lost it, and the situation got even more out of control, Lindi linked arms with the two boys and started dragging them into the great hall, the horribly sweet smile still on her face.

Right when they were about to enter the hall Potter called out to the newest member of the Slytherin trio,

"Wait! What was your name again? I could have sworn I've seen you somewhere before."

"Ummm..sorry. I believe I would remember if I ever met you, . You must have me confused with someone else." Lindi replied letting some of her French accent creep into her voice, tilting her head to the side, and tapping her finger against her mouth, the trademark Slytherin grin slowly sliding onto her face. And with a shrug, Lindi turned back around and led the trio into the hall, before they burst out laughing and ruined everything.

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"What was that about Harry?" questioned Hermione. As Ron and Hermione looked on questioningly, Potter replied:

"I don't know. It just feels like I've met her before. You don't think she was lying do you? About not knowing me?"

"I don't know Harry, I mean she is a Slytherin, and even worst she is a Lestrange." Hermione shared.

"Lestrange?" Harry questioned.

"Yeah…as in related to Bellatrix Lestrange, Harry. One of the worst death eaters in the world. The one responsible for what happen to Neville's parents." Hermione continued.

As Harry processed that Ron added:

"Harry, who doesn't know you? You're the boy who lived not once, but twice, the youngest triwizard tournament champion in history, and a bloody good quidditch player. Everyone in the wizarding world knows your name." Weasley said with a laugh. "Now c'mon, I'm starving!"

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"Whew. That was close boys." Merilinda said. Stretching her arms up above her head raising her skin already tight shirt and short skirt even higher. Catching the eyes of the boys in the great hall and the glares of the girls, the Slytherin girls especially who detested her supposed "stealing" of the young and gorgeous master's Zabini and Malfoy. Lindi only smiled from all the attention and sat between Blaise and Draco at the teacher end of the Slytherin table.

While eating they were interrupted with the arrival of their head of house, Professor Snape.

"Lindi, Draco, Blasie your timetables." Snape said by way of morning greeting.

"Thank you professor," chorused the trio, smiling up at their mentor.

As Snape contined down the table passing out timetables and harassing students from other houses, the trio looked down and compared the three schedules.

"Wow, way to go Uncle Sev! We have all our classes together!" Lindi cheered.

"That's all fine and dandy. But we had better get a move on. We have divination first and that stupid incense filled room with that bat of a teacher is so bloody far away." Blaise complained looking back and forth between his watch and his half-eaten piece of toast.

With a groan, all the fifth year Slytherins and Gryffindors stood up and slowly trudged their way out of the hall, Blaise snagging a new piece of toast from a Ravenclaw first year on his way out.

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Later, that week Thursday, the gleeful Slytherins and equally as unexcited Gryffindors made their way to their first Defense Against the Dark Arts with their new pink-loving teacher.

"Good Morning boys and girls. Welcome to your first defense against the dark arts class as fifth years. As this is your O.W.L. year it is now more important than ever to completely understand everything that is being taught to you, and instead not to unwittingly believe what people tell you. On that note, it is important for all of you to not believe the MANY lies floating around the school at the moment. I would like to assure all of you that you are all as safe as ever, and that despite what you may have heard, He-who-must-not-be-named is still dead and will forever be!" Professor Umbridge denoted her beginning of your O.W.L. year rant with passion.

Heaving for air as she attempted to compose herself; Draco, Lindi, and Blaise all rocked back in their chairs, balancing their chairs on it's back two legs, crossing their feet on the desks in front of them. The trio watched as Potter turned more and more red the angrier he got, till he finally burst, stood up and exclaimed back at Umbridge.

Clapping quietly to herself, Lindi softly said, "DRAMAAAAA! Love it!" The trio of Slytherins laughed quietly till Umbridge herself finally exploded.

"DETENTION! Tonight Potter! And till then get OUT of my classroom!" screamed Umbridge.

Potter quickly gathered his books, stuffed them into his book bag, pocketed the note from Umbridge and stormed toward the back of the room where the door was and where the three Slytherins were sitting. Slowing as he neared the trio, Potter saw that while his fellow Gryffindors were either stunned silent or equally as angry, the Slytherin trio seemed to be thoroughly enjoying the whole thing. Lindi gave Potter a cheeky grin and blew him a kiss with an accompanying wink, and with that Potter forcibly slammed himself out of the room.

As a flustered Umbridge called the thoroughly distracted class back to attention. The trio dropped their chairs back down and slowly opened their textbooks to the beginning of Chapter 1. The classroom quickly settled into the respectful quiet of a normal Hogwarts classroom. With the Gryffindors reading, Granger actually taking notes, and Lindi, Draco and Blaise simply sitting their doodling on their "note-taking" parchment and turning a page every few minutes or so.

Now, Lindi thought. The school year has officially begun.