"We're going to be traveling to Diagon Alley using floo powder." Lucius Malfoy, Draco's dad, announced.

"Um, sorry to interrupt, Mister Malfoy, but I don't know how to use floo powder." I said sheepishly.

"No problem Shade, just grab a handful of the powder, step into the fire and say 'Diagon Alley' as clear as possible. Oh, and no need to call me Mister Malfoy. Just Lucius will do."

Okay, this Lucius Malfoy is a strange man. He acts like he's evil with a smooth silky tone when he talks, dragging out each word slowly. Many people is rather timid around him. I however, find it normal, just a different way of speaking than everyone else. Everyone has a different tone in speaking like Neville Longbottom who speaks with a small scared quiver in his voice. That fool

I nodded. "Okay, thanks Lucius." I said as I grabbed the powder. "Di-" *cough* "-agon Alley!" I said, choking on the powder.

I felt myself twisting and turning in a dark vortex before landing in a heap on the floor. I stood up, and dusted myself off. Where am I? This is definitely not Diagon Alley. I had landed in a dark shadowy alley with spiderwebs hanging on every corner. Hesitantly, I crept forward, making sure to stay in the shadows. Wandering around, I curiously glanced at every store. Where is this place? How come I never noticed it before? Is it close to Diagon Alley?

I yelped as my head started pounding as if someone was probing through it. Then I caught the eye of a rather rotten looking witch with a big wart on her nose staring directly at me.

"She's using legilimency. She's probing in your mind." My mother whispered inside my head. I sighed. Sometimes my mother is helpful sometimes she's a curse.

KYS. KYS. KYS. I chanted in my head.

I feel her leave my head and was now glaring venomously at me. I sent her a mocking glare, walking past her with a huff. Now where is Draco?

BAM!

I walked directly into someone.

"SO SORRY DRA- HARRY?"

"Other Potter." Harry said back, glaring at me. "Sooo surprised to see you here." Hatty said sarcastically.

"You sound like I come here on a daily basis." I retorted, narrowing my eyes.

"Well, this place fits your personality- sort of-"

"No it doesn't, Harry. I don't go around with big warts on my noses and randomly go looking in someone's mind."

Harry raised an eyebrow and opened his mouth to speak but I cut him off. "Now I'm going to try and find Draco."

Harry looked confused. "Malfoy? What's he got to do with this and why did you suddenly disappear back in the Dursley's house?"

I laughed. "You really are pretty dumb, aren't you Harry?"

"I don't understand." Ha muttered.

I shook my head. Don't know how he managed to get pass all those obstacles last year. "Two words, Harry. Two words. Malfoy Manor." I spat, turning around to find-

"Draco!" I cried the same time Harry said Malfoy.

Draco looked confused. "I'm not Dralcoy..."

"No you're not, you're Draco, my best friend and possibly boyfriend." I said before Harry could say anything.

Draco laughed. "Well let's get you out of Knockturn Alley."

"So how was your summer?" Draco asked as he walked.

"Not bad, but pretty boring. I got a lot of presents for my birthday including this really pretty charm bracelet that I got from someone called 'Anonymous.' Then during this dinner party an ugly creature by the name of Dobby came and said some nonsense of "Shade Potter must not come to Hogwarts this year." Apparently there is some danger there this year."

"Wait- Dobby?" Draco asked, suddenly pausing.

"Er- yes?"

Draco muttered something that sounded like "thelfe."

"Pardon me?" I asked.

"Oh, sorry, it's just that Dobby is my ruddy house elf or servant."

"But what's he doing at my house?"

"Warning you guys about the danger."

"What danger?"

"I don't know."

I sighed, beginning to say something, but something caught my eye.

"What's everybody doing there?" I asked, pointing to the bookstore where we're buying all our books.

"I don't know, let's check, we're going there anyways to buy our books."

I nodded, and headed toward the bookstore which chaos was currently erupting in.

As soon as I stepped in, all heads turned towards me as if I had interrupted something important.

"Well well well, if it isn't Shade Evelyn Potter, The Girl Who Was Spared!" A man acknowledged as he dragged me away from Draco to the center.

"Wait what are you doing?! Let go of me!"

"Sorry Shade, this is for the Daily Prophet."

"But I don't need or want any more popularity!" I growled, angry.

"Come on Shade, just a couple of photos-"

"NO!" I roared, accidentally flinging Lockhart into the wall."

Silence.

Pin-drop silence.

"That was bloody amazing!" I heard Wheezy Weasel say to Granger.

"No it wasn't, he could have gotten hurt!"

"Who cares?" Wheezy Weasel laughed.

"Careful there, my sweet. Don't want to lose control again!"

I inwardly groaned. My mother invaded my head again.

Then Lockhart stood up. "More autographs?" He asked me as he handed me a pile of his books, all with his smiling face on it.

I nodded to Draco. "Come on."

"He's nothing but a slimy, arrogant git!" I growled, flinging my arms up.

"Yes he is." Draco agreed. "And as for all those stuff he says he did in all his books, I really don't he did."

"Me neither. He seems and looks like a bloody coward."

"On the bright side, Hogwarts tomorrow! And we won't be able to see Lockhart for the entire year!" I cheered.

"I hope you're right. But something tells me we will be meeting him again sooner than we think." Draco muttered.

"And why is that?"

"Well, there has to be a reason we need those books."

I laughed. "Please. And what are the chances of him being our defense against the dark arts teacher?"

"YOU'VE GOT TO BE KIDDING ME!" I roared, as Dumbledore announced the news of Lockhart being the new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher.

"Told you." Draco muttered, a scowl on his face as he glared at Lockhart.

Herbology was fun. We got to plant Mandrakes- they're plants with a pretty ugly baby hanging off of it. The Mandrakes cry is fatal so we had to wear earmuffs, but that didn't stop Longbottom from fainting, the fool.

Then came the dreaded class- Defense with Lockgit.

"We'll be having a quiz today! Don't worry, you'll know them all if you read all of my books. Thirty minutes should be enough, then we will use the rest of the class for each of you to read your quiz answers! Begin!"

I looked down at my quiz, disgusted. they were questions about himself.

1. What is Lockhart's favorite color?

2. What is his pet cat's name?

3. What is his favorite animal?

4. What was his house?

5. What was his biggest accomplishment?

I smirked as I randomly wrote answers down. Lockhart will get such a big surprise...

"Time's up, everyone! Let's see... Miss Potter! You're up!"

I rolled my eyes.

"Ahem. 1. Pink. 2. Gilderoy. 3. Pink fluffy unicorns. 4. None, he was Dumbledore's special student because the sorting hat was so revolted by him, it didn't want to sort him. 5. When he got potty trained."

The boys roared with laughter.

Lockhart cleared his throat, looking aghast. "you got a sixty percent. You got the first three right only."

"What, so your favorite animal is actually pink fluffy unicorns?!"

Lockhart sheepishly grinned. "Erm yes, since pink is my favorite color."

"Bloody hell! I'm outta here!" I stormed out of the classroom.

BAM!

I slammed into a guy.

"Why in such a hurry?" He asked.

"One word. Lockhart."

The boy laughed. "Yeah, he is a fool. Name's Stephen. Stephen Nathaniel Flamel.