AN: Right now I am at Bethel College, so instead of using their awesome Internet to play awesome games, I thought I'd write a bit(: I already have the fifth chapter written . So before I can post that, I have to post the fourth! Unfortunately, that's how numbers work. But instead of going off on a tangent about that, how about I just let you read instead?

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Aurora Anetta Alexandria Abdullah was terrified as she entered her first class. Even though she was only a fourth year student, she was easily admitted into a sixth year Transfiguration class. In fact, all of her classes were advanced for her age. The administration had gotten together a few days before to discuss what they were going to do with this amazingly talented witch who was knowledgeable far beyond her years, and they concluded—with Snape's incessant hesitation—that she would be admitted to all of the advanced classes.

So as she stepped into her first class, she held her books tightly to her chest and made her way carefully to the seat of her choice. She was one of the first few to arrive that day, so there were several open seats. Settling down in a seat near the front, she set her Guide to Advanced Transfiguration book and pulled out a quill so she could take notes during the long lectures she was about to endure.

Oh, I hope this isn't too incredibly difficult…and-and I'm so scared…what if I mess up? Then no one will ever like me!

The very thought of messing up and having everyone hate her sent chills down her spine and she felt a wave of pain pour over her. Tears stung her eyes and threatened to fall as she remembered what her foster mother had told her.

"No matter what you do, you'll always amount to nothing. Oh, don't start sniveling like some little brat! No wonder nobody ever wants you; you're a selfish, whiney brat. And with that attitude, no one will ever want you! Hell, you might as well run away and never come back. Nobody would care! Now stop crying like a little baby and get back to work. The house better be spotless by the time we get back from our date or there'll be consequences."

That's all Aurora had ever been. She was never a daughter or a sister. She was never loved or cherished in a family that wanted her for her. No. She was wanted for what she could do and the extra money she brought the family; she would always be just an unpaid housemaid to a wicked family.

"May I sit here?" a small voice sounded from nearby. Aurora glanced over at whoever was talking to her, noticing the oddly dressed girl. Dirty blonde hair, silvery grey eyes.

"Um, yeah, sure, go ahead," Aurora said, scooting over. The girl sat down with her back straight and glanced over at Aurora, offering her hand out to shake.

"I'm Luna," she said, shaking Aurora's hand when she grabbed it. "Luna Lovegood."

"I'm, uh, Aurora…"

Luna smiled. "It's nice to meet you, Aurora. If I do say so myself, you're have very beautiful eyes. Stunning, really. I feel as if I'm being sucked into a vortex and staring into the night sky all at the same time."

Aurora swallowed hard and nodded to show she was listening, glancing away.

"I, uh, I…thanks," was all she could say. Luna nodded.

"I have a feeling you and I will be good friends. I may not know you, but you seem like a good person beneath the silent, traumatized, insecure persona you put off."

Aurora stared at her blankly, unable to think of something to say. Luna just smiled distantly at her once more and looked forward as the teacher, Professor McGonagall, suddenly appeared in the place a tabby cat had been only moments before.

"Welcome, class, to a new year. You should all know by now that Transfiguration is a dangerous magic," McGonagall started, staring down every last student, landing on Aurora last. "And anyone messing around at any point in time will leave my class and not come back. You have been, once again, warned."

As McGonagall began to teach, Aurora noticed Draco Malfoy at a nearby table trying to get her attention. She glanced back at him and he smirked, blowing a paper crane note towards her. The note landed on the desk right in front of her. She glanced back at Malfoy worriedly, looking forward at McGonagall, but she didn't seem to notice.

So, Aurora quickly opened the note and looked at it, nervous as ever. In the note, a heart grew several times over before shrinking back to its original size and starting the process over. Written in the middle of the heart was "A.A.A.A + D.M." There were several other love doodles scattered on the paper, but near the center was a little note written to her.

"Meet me at Madam Puddifoot's shop in Hogsmeade when we go tomorrow. I have a surprise for you."

A surprise…for me?

Aurora shivered slightly and looked back at him, nodding vaguely and forcing a smile. Draco grinned back at her and Aurora felt her stomach clench with desire. He was so handsome with his bad boy looks…and he was the first guy to show her any affection at all. No other guy had ever been this flirtatious or attentive to her, and she could feel herself falling for him even though she didn't know him.

I think I…maybe…love him?

Aurora didn't know. But whatever she was feeling, it felt good. Of course, it was probably hormones she was feeling; that heated desire she felt at the moment, the momentary loss of breath when he winked at her, the clenching in her stomach, it was all hormonal. But of course it was love she was feeling. Even though he was the first boy to show her affection, she knew what love was because, while she was inexperienced in love, she knew what it felt like. She had to. It felt amazing, right? Of course. That's a sure tell sign.

After that, the rest of the classes breezed by, and Aurora blew all of the other students out of the water with her amazing talents and incredible knowledge. She even outshined the best and brightest of the class, Hermione Granger, who now glowered at the new student whenever she saw Aurora.

As Hermione passed Aurora, Harry pulled away from her and grabbed Aurora, his eyes wide.

"Aurora! I'm so glad I found you. I need to talk to you. Right now."

Aurora, barely given the chance to speak, simply nodded right before Harry grabbed her hand and started his way towards the common room. A growing concern grew in her belly as he led her.

Oh no…this can't be happening…not now…not again…I'm doomed…

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Bwahahahahaahha! *cough* Anywho, hope you enjoyed another rendition of the amazing altruistic Aurora Anetta Alexandria Abdullah! More to come soon (probably tomorrow since it's already written).

Have a nice day ;3

~XOcutioner