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Chapter 8: First year beginsKali's POV:
It is the first day! I am so happy, I finally get to start. Hogwarts, here comes your worst nightmare! I cackle to myself. They believe I am just turned eleven. I am actually almost twelve, but well, I have to be close to Harry, and three years is a bit much. Two years is pushing it. But off to the train! I walk out the door and port key to my destination then walk into the train station. I go through into platform 9... and 10. I forgot! How do I get into the platform? I nearly panic, but I see a woman with bright red hair and two young children standing next to her, and three children about to go in. I think I caught a Weasley. I hurry up to them. "How do I get in? I don't have any siblings! I cant remember!" I say, faking tears coming to my eyes. The woman seems surprised.
"Well hello dearie. Just walk right through the wall! But if you're a tad nervous, I suggest running through. Your first year, I suppose. Fred!" She says, and turns to one of the three, who like exactly like the boy standing next to him.
"Ahhhhhh, mum! Can't you tell I am George?" He whines, winking at me.
"Oh, sorry George." She says.
"Only kidding mum! I am Fred!" He says perkily.
(A/N: Yes, I couldn't help adding that scene. In my mind they do it every year. ;))
I roll my eyes and walk over to the twins. "So, your first year too." I say. It is not a question, but a statement. He looks surprised and nods. I force myself to have a cheery face, then roll my cart directly into the wall, strolling through. I am not nervous, I knew I could, so I had no need to run. The twins, Fred, and George, walk through after me.
"Come sit with me!" I say cheerily. I need someone who will be my friend from part one. Even a Gryffindor. Especially a Gryffindor, actually. They are supposed to be loyal. I smile to myself. We are soon in an empty compartment, and our trunks are above our heads in the holder. I hold my satchel next to me, and they sit across from me.
"So what's your name?" Fred asks.
"My name is Kali Jones, Fred." I say, and note that he seems surprised that I can tell them apart.
"You can tell us apart?" Asks George.
"Yes…" I say, forcing myself to look confused. "Why should I not?"
"Never mind. So what house to you want to be in? DO you" George ends his sentence and Fred jumps right in.
"Know any magic yet? Or do you"
"Have a pet? Or"
"Do you know what the sorting ceremony is?" They finish this last sentence together.
" Slow down, slow down! Ok, to answer your questions, I will be in Slytherin, I do know a… bit… of magic, I have a Kneazle Familiar, and I do not know what the Ceremony is." I say, pretending not to see their shared looks about what I said about my house.
"Slytherin?" Their voices piped together.
"Yes…" I say, thinking on the spot, "My deceased biological parents were in Slytherin." Actually they weren't, the filth were in Hufflepuff.
"We see. Family ties, eh? WELL, All Weasleys are in Gryffindor!" They say together. I am starting to tire of human conversation, having to act as thought they are my equal.
"I see, so you're pureblood?" I ask. Or I state. Whatever. I am pureblood too. Mostly. My paternal great-great grandfather, to whom my original name belonged, was a muggle. In other words, my great-great grandfather married a witch, who was pureblood. Their son married a pureblood witch, and their son married a pureblood witch, producing my father, who married a pureblood witch. I was the first female in their line, and then they died, leaving neither witch nor wizard with their name.
"Yep!" Fred answered alone this time.
"Anything from the trolley? Aaaaaaaaanything from the trolley, my dears?" asked the trolley witch who was standing outside our compartment. I take out my money pouch and buy some pumpkin pasties, some chocolate frogs, various other candies, and three lunch kits. I can tell, through legilimency of course, that Fred and George don't normally buy much.
"Help yourselves to any of the candy, up to two pasties, one lunch kit, and nor more then five chocolate frogs. However much of the other candies you want." I tell them as I pay the Trolley Witch. I sit down and magic up a table and set the candies on it. Their eyes are wide, and they each grab a lunch kit. We eat our lunch, and save some of the candy for later. Not much though. I giggle.
"Thanks!" They chime together.
"No problem." I say, trying to match their chiming tone. I then take out a book, charmed to look like Hogwarts, a history, to everyone else, even if they read the pages over my shoulder. In reality, it is a Dark book on the Unforgivables and various other dark curses. It also has a chapter on torturing information out of people. But I am currently reading the chapter on Manipulation: How to get people to do what you want- No magic needed! I smile at them, as I magic up a pillow and blanket and snuggle against the wall.
All of a sudden I wake with a start, drenched. I hurriedly cast a drying spell, vanish the pillow and blanket, and stand up.
"Time to get into your robes!" They chime. That's starting to get annoying as hell.
"Of course." I try to make it look like it was a good joke, and I walk to the bathrooms, then change. When I come out we have stopped. Fred, George, and I walk out and hear a voice calling "Firs' years, firs' years, this way" so we walk to the voice. A half giant is in front of us. 'Dirty blooded freak' I think.
Soon it is sorting time. "Jones, Kali!" I hear called. I stroll to the front, utter confidence and a smile on my face, and then sit on the stool.
"I see, someone who comes from Hufflepuff! But you, you are different. Raised by the Dark Lord! You will do best in SLYTHERIN!" He yells the last word. Several people gasp. My last name does not sound like a Pureblood name. It isn't, but that's beside the point. And my smile had been warm! So everyone thinks that I shouldn't be there. I try to make my face look confused, as I walk to the table. I look for a seat, and then the other first year that had been put in Slytherin motioned towards me. I don't even know their name, but I still sit down. I try to smile at them, and then turn to watch the sorting. Finally when it gets to "WEASLEY, FRED" and "WEASLEY, GEORGE" And they get Gryffindor, Dumbledore says a few words, and then claps his hands and the food appears. I turn and put a few items on my plate, mostly protein and a few carbs. Little to no fat. I eat it slowly, then desert appears, and I get a single serving of a desert, and then nibble at it. Soon dinner is over, and we are led by a prefect to our common room and shown our dorms. I go up to my dorm, where there are two other first year girls. "My name is Kali. What's yours?" I ask them politely. They grin at me. (A/N: YES THEY WILL BE MADE UP)
"Alameda" Says the taller one, who has pale red hair and green eyes. Rather strange hair color, but beautiful nonetheless.
"Adora" The shorter one with black hair and blue eyes say. They are both beautiful. But let us see their personalities. How easily will they be manipulated?
I figure we are in safekeeping, and I cast a Silencio charm, wandlessly and, fittingly, silently. Then I ask them, "What did you think of to-the dark lord?" I ask. "My, ah, father was always talking about him. He died a while back though. I am alllll alone now." I smile, as if I am just making conversation rather then testing their personalities. Adora speaks first.
"Oh him? Hmmm, well I mean he's gone now, but I really wish he wasn't. He was an amazing leader. Oh no! You wont tell anyone right? They will think I am-" She stopped and flushed, but I did not choose to use legilimency on her. I turned to Alameda.
"And you?" I asked.
"I am not quite sure. If he were to come back I am sure… I would join him." Her mouth twitches upwards into a smile, but she switches to a smirk. I legilimency them and read them easily. They would both become excellent followers. I must tell someone from the beginning, and seeing as they are my only other first year Slytherin girls… and there is only one Slytherin boy anyway, but… I will tell them.
"Did you ever hear of the Dark Child?" I ask. They both nod. "What did you think of her?" I ask.
"Oh, I wish I had gotten to meet her!" Adora said, smiling brilliantly.
"I would join her in a heart beat if she were to go trying to get followers." Alameda replied. I smile at them.
"I see. Well, to let you know something about her… would you like to know?" I ask mischievously. They both nod eagerly. "My name is not Kali Jones. It is KaliAnna Riddle. But you must not tell anyone." I said, and hexed them undetectably so they could not.
"Oh! You're the Dark Child! How wonderful! Oh, I am so happy!" Alameda said, falling to the ground next to me, sitting staring up adoringly at me. Adora fell down too.
"I, Adora Maveline Malfoy, do pledge to be in service to KaliAnna Riddle for the rest of her life." Adora pledged. Alameda glared at her and then repeated with the difference of the name, and adding 'I will lay down my life for her if necessary', therefore outdoing Adora.
"Ah, so you are Malfoys! Brilliant! Although I don't see the family resemblance… ah well. You shall serve me well, shall you not?" I smiled brightly and motioned for them to get up and over to their beds, although I switched so I was in the middle. "Bed time! We have our first day in the morning!" I say.
Next morning:
I wake up at precisely 7 o'clock, like always. I have an hour to get ready for breakfast. I wake them both up with a quick aguamenti, and then a drying charm. They are about to yell at me, then blush remembering who I am.
"Wh-why did you do that?" Alameda gains her voice back first.
"You need to be sure to be awake at precisely 7 o'clock everyday. On the dot. Same time I wake up, and you have to be sure to be awake. Now, I suggest you go start getting ready. I say, and pet Kneez at the end of my bed, then charming her so she cannot go out of the room. A really rather powerful charm. Then I grab some robes and head into the bathroom, where the shower is already supplied with plenty of wonderful shampoos, conditioners, and body washes. I shut the door and do a magical lock, then slowly strip and enter it. It is cold, of course, for cold showers wake you up and cleanse better. Soon I am done and I change into my robes, and put on my wand holster, holding my wand. I see Alameda and Adora waiting on their beds completely ready to go, although breakfast starts in five minutes. They waited for me. A smirk draws up the corner of one side of my mouth. Breakfast, girls!" I exclaim, walking out of the room, my robes billowing behind me. I am then careful for it to be more of a 'swish', rather then the billow I am used to. We eat breakfast, and check our schedules, and double potions with the Gryffindors turns out to be first. I wake out of the Great Hall with Al and Ad behind me. My new nicknames for them. Better then what it could be. Humph. We walk into the classroom, which I happen to know where it is, even if it just because I saw the Gryffindors going in. Brilliant, double potions with the Gryffindors. As I walk in, Professor Snape's eyes grow wide, and he expresses the emotion of shock for a split second, the tiniest fraction of a second. I am sure no one else noticed; because his face is once more, blank. I sit down in the front, and resist the urge to get a way for us all to sit together, and instead motion for Ad to sit next to me, and Al to sit behind us. Professor Snape walks to the front of the room, writing instructions on the board.
"You are to make," He says, scribbling furiously, 'the pepper-up potion." He says as he finishes scribbling the last of the words. I turn to Ad.
"You go get the ingredients please, I need to study the instructions really quickly." I say, and she jumps up to go get them. Minutes later I have the instructions pretty much memorized, although I have completed it several times before, having the potions lab in my trunk, and she has the ingredients in front of us. I begin to make the potion, instinctively doing all of it, as I order Ad to watch. Behind us Al is paired with the Slytherin first year boy, and I turn around to check them, as my hands are instinctively stirring the correct amount of times. I turn back to add a few more ingredients, frowning at the instructions and crushing the ingredient rather than slicing, then say over my shoulder "Add a clockwise stir at the end, it will fix up your mistake." And I am done with my potion, within seconds of which, Snape says that the time is up.
"Time is up!" He says, in a low voice. Everyone save a pair of the Gryffindors stop, the pair trying in vain to finish a few more things. "Bottle up a vial and bring it up here." I bring up a vial; I am the last to do so. "Ah, I see! A perfect Pepper up potion, Miss… Jones, Miss Malfoy." He says, amusement on his face. I am not quite sure what it is for.
"Thank you Professor." Ad says, and I nod once in agreement, smiling. What a charade this all is. Soon Potions is over but Professor Snape had asked to see me after class. I am soon alone with him.
"Miss Jones" He says pointedly, "How did you make that potion so perfectly, the first time? And how did you manage to stir for the exact length of time and number of stirs, all while looking at the people behind you?" He looks genuinely confused.
"Instinct. Practice." Two words. "And intelligence. Goodbye, Professor." I smirk at him and waltz out of the room. Luckily for me, he is too dumbfounded to do anything about it. I walk to the Great Hall, and sit next to Ad and Al, in between them. "So, girls. How has your day been?" I smirked.
"Good, Kali" They smile at me. They must call me by Kali in public, of course, but when we are alone they must call me My Lady. It is rather interesting, considering that we are only first years. I smirk at the thought. We eat in a hurry, and then we go to our next class, double Transfiguration with the Gryffindors. Gryffindors, again? I sigh. My thoughts slightly brighten, however, when I remember Fred and George will be there. My minions and I walk into the classroom. I find a table that seats three, and my minions and I take a seat. A cat sits on the desk, and then all of a sudden it jumps and lands as…
"Professor McGonagall!" I shriek with supposed delight.
"Quiet, Kali." She sighs and begins to give a lecture. At the beginning of the next half, hence the 'Double' in front of Transfiguration, she has us start to do it on our own. I pick up my wand, and complete it, the second she tells us to do so.
"Is this what you meant?" I ask excitedly, picking up my 'match', which is now not only silver, like some of the more successful others, but also pointy, has a hole in the blunt end, and more importantly, is made completely of metal. She walks over and gasps.
"That's perfect! And on a first try! Can you do something more significant?" She asks, also excited. I nod, and she conjures a goblet. "Turn this into a canary." I manage to do it on my second attempt, although I could have done it sooner, I just didn't want to seem to perfect. She is wide eyed in excitement and informs the rest of the class to stay seated, be good, and that she will be back soon, then she nearly drags me out and to some gargoyles. I frown. I know of course, this is the headmaster's office, but for her sake, I 'do not'. She mutters a quick name of a candy, then when the gargoyles leap aside, she does the same, except leaping forward rather than to the side. She pulls me into the headmaster's office without knocking and pushes me into a seat. She turns to the headmaster. "Albus, this girl can do amazing transfigurations! She turned a goblet into a canary, on her second attempt. She turned a match into a needle on her first. She is exceedingly capable!" She spouted in a rush, pausing for breath only once.
"That is indeed amazing, Minnie." Dumbledore says, eyes twinkling like mad. "But tell me, what are you saying?"
"I think she should be moved up into my second year class." Professor McGonagall says.
"I see, but you know she cannot be moved up in only one class! We shall have to wait and see if anyone else agrees." Dumbledore said.
"Of course, of course!" Professor McGonagall said. Although Dumbledore did not say so, Professor Snape had also come to see him about this.
"I think you're forgetting something." I spoke, trying to sound hesitant.
"And what might that be, my dear girl?" Ok, now that annoys me.
"What if I don't want to move up?" I ask defiantly.
"Oh. I see." That is all he says, and then motions for Professor McGonagall and me to leave. We comply, and when we get back everyone is packing.
"Very well class, for homework I would like you to write a small length of four inches on the importance of concentration in Transfiguration." She said and then dismissed everyone. Next they had the thing she had been so excited for: flying lessons.
"Up!" That was the cry heard through the air as everyone else was trying unsuccessfully to get their brooms up, whereas hers was next to her, floating in the air. Of course she had soon tired of the 'up' command, and used wandless levitation instead. Similar enough.
"Ok, now everyone has their brooms, it is time to mount them." The Flying Professor said. Some people, namely the Gryffindors, (Why must all our classes be together?) giggle. I just sit on the broom, waiting for her to explain. This is one of the few things that I have never done. But now I shall. "Now kick off, and concentrate."
Concentration. Now that's easy. Concentrate. C-O-N-C-E-N-T-R-A-T-E. Eleven letters. Something I know how to do. Concentrate on removing the pain. Concentrate on giving the pain. Concentrate on what to do. Concentrate on getting into someone's mind who doesn't want you there. Concentrate… Concentrate. And then I was flying. I was in the air, soaring. Al and Ad were right next to me, and I told them to stay, then flew to the Weasley twins. "So, guys. Enjoying your first day?" I ask lightly.
"Never better, Kali!" They chime. Gosh, I hate that.
"I love how you do that!" I giggle. They beam. I lean down, urging my broom downwards, and then I grab a rock and go up. I throw it in the air, really high, then I go up. I wait for it to race down, then urge my broom faster and grab it before it hits the ground. Professor Snape is watching, strolling across the grounds. He motions for me to come down, and when I do he throws the broom to the ground, grabs my arm and pulls me inside, then into his classroom, and then lastly his office. But when he turns to me, he isn't mad looking, rather excited. Hmmm. Excited. Never thought I would see the day.
"How would you like to become a seeker on the Slytherin Quiditch team? I saw you, you are very good, Kali." He smiles at me. I think it over, then nod.
"Of course, Severus." I say, just to anger him and show him I am not afraid of him. He looks mad for a second, then brushes it off.
Later that night, in the Slytherin First-Year Girls dorm…
"Oh, that's amazing Kali!" Al says. I frown at her. She looks confused. I turn my frown into a glare. "What?" She whimpers.
"One, in public I am Kali. Here, I am your Mistress, or you can address me as 'My Lady', and two, whimpering is a sign of weakness. Don't show weakness. No emotion, for that can be what kills you. I have to teach you Occulemency." I added the last as an afterthought. I smiled at her to show her I wasn't too angry.
"Oc-er-mency?" Ad is obviously confused. I go forcibly into her mind, and replay memories. I then go out, having seen enough. She was trembling when I came out.
"To stop that from happening again. I will teach you on Saturday. Both of you." They look delighted. I frown, knowing I am forgetting something… Oh well. I sit in my bed and get under the covers, falling asleep instantly, from years of concentration and practice.
Next day: (Long chapter, I know: I need to get some key stuff out and I cannot change chapters- Trust Me. ;))
I wake up at precisely 7 o'clock. My loyal followers are not only up, but completely ready. I smile at them, then grab all my stuff and head into the bathroom. I take a shower, and get completely ready. Then I take Al and Ad down to the Great Hall, for I took a long shower today. Breakfast starts in 10 minutes. We sit down at our accustomed spot, and begin to talk, about useless girl talk. Ten minutes fly, and then breakfast begins. Shortly, it seems, after that, we are in our first class of the day: (a/n: Ok, I just realized I fudged a little: technically this should be a Sunday, seeing as they get there on the first of September and seeing as this is 1989, the first was a Friday… So we are going to pretend that the first was a Tuesday.) Herbology. We have a long day ahead. We suffer through Herbology (With the Gryffindors- Again!) and then go to the common room for a free period. I frown and decide now is as good as ever to teach them, so I walk up to the dorm, expecting them to follow, and luckily for them, they do. Soon we are in our dorm, and I cast both a Silencio and a Muffiliato at the walls and door. Meaning that we are completely unheard by others. I spend the next half hour until lunch teaching them, and by the end of it, they could both probably keep out an unskilled Legilimist. We go to lunch, and eat. I am still slender, due to my eating habits, even if I have not been able to exercise other than walking to classes. After lunch, we go to Charms. We learn how to cast a cheering charm, which I of course do perfectly on the first attempt. Little do I know, that that will be another Professor cheering me onto Second Year Promotion.
And that night, in the Slytherin First-Year Girls Dorm:
"My Lady," Ad begins, and then seems to think better of it and stops.
"What?" I snarl. She jumps slightly.
"I- uh, well… !" She gasps for breath, having said that as quickly as she could in one breath. I motion for her to say it again. "I *gasp* was wondering *gasp* if we could *gasp* do something for *heavy breathing* you!"
"Depends on what it is." I say.
"We wanted to… well… go on a mission. The Dark Lord always had his Death Eaters do that, right? And you are the Dark Child, so you could give us one… Right?" Al buts in, pleading.
"I will think about it." I say. "Goodnight, Minions." I hear giggling at my last word.
A few months later, week before Christmas:
I have done well training my two Minions, they have become willing to do my every command, and they jump if I say jump, without thinking twice. Heck, they don't even think once.
It is Saturday. Al and Ad have learnt Occulemency rather well. I have a hard time penetrating it, myself. I am proud of them. Today is the last day I will be at the school, tomorrow is the train ride to King's Cross, before Christmas Break.
(A/N: Ok, this is really crap, I know, but I need to update before I leave at 8 am, which is in 4 hours 20ish minutes. I won't be updating again till sometime Monday or Tuesday. Sorry guys… Oh, but this is the longest chapter! :D)