Chapter 5:

Juliunna/Rhianna Pov

Holding Draco's hand, I guided him over to the Slytherin table. He was looking around curiously, but didn't seem to get what the big deal was. My new Slytherin friend's reactions to Draco and I holding hands made me giggle.

Narcissa giggled.

Bellatrix smirked.

Lucius (Daddy) Glared.

And Severus glared so intensely, that I think I'm going to have to look out for Draco now. You know, before the boys kill him.

Hello Rhianna. Is this boy a friend of yours?" Lucius glared at Draco openly, and Draco turned back to him with an equally similar glare. It was scary how similar they were, but the others didn't seem to notice this as well as me.

"You shouldn't scowl so much, your face will freeze." Draco said cockily, and I bit back a giggle at Father's expression. Everyone within a three feet radius looked up as he and Draco had an eyeball showdown.

"Yes Lucius, this is…" I stood back to allow Draco to introduce himself. I wasn't sure what his fake name was. "I'm her brother. Dragon Black." He glared, and the hate in the boy's eyes diminished, well in Severus's eyes it did. Lucius however, was obviously still worked up about Draco's comment. I got to give it to Draco. Dragon… Lol.

"May we sit please?" I asked in my most polite voice, and Lucius instantly obliged. "Why of course Malady. And your err… Steed is welcome too." Lucius smirked at Draco while we sat down, and I saw Draco's wand hand twitch. Ha.

"Don't make fun of my brother Lucius, he's a wild steed." I fluffed Draco's hair wildly, making him snort. "Don't do that. And I'm not a steed!" He snapped. I giggled along with my mother and aunt.

"Hey Draco, do you know who my friends are? This-!" I pointed at Father, "Is Lucius Malfoy." I smirked at Draco's surprised face. "Oh." He said, and I watched Father face smirk widely, thinking that the look on Draco's face was intimidation.

"And this is Narcissa and Bellatrix Black." I smiled at the two, who were both throwing goo goo eyes at Draco. The look on Draco's face when he saw Mom batting her eyelashes at him, priceless.

"And this is Severus Snape." I smiled at Severus widely. Hmm, I seem to affect Severus greatly, in the future, and the past! I watched him long enough to see his eyes dart away, a blush fresh on his cheeks. Draco jumped when Mom ran a long, perfectly manicured finger down his cheek.

"Nice to meet you all." Draco muttered. I giggled. Narcissa looked over to me and smiled widely.

"Narcissa, you and Draco should go out." I cooed. Draco turned beet red and turned to me angrily.

"What are you doing," He whispered to me angrily again, and apart from our mother giving him the goo goo eyes again, it was pretty hilarious.

"I know right! We look so much alike!" She cooed confidently, and I laughed out loud when Draco literally blanched.

"No thanks, and shut up Rhianna!" He snapped, and I giggled again. We would have said more on the subject, but at that moment, a red haired witch came down to our table with two papers. She handed one to me, and one to Draco. Immediately, I felt the mood switch between my friends. They were rigid, and sort of disgusted.

"Professor Slughorn wanted me to give you two your Time tables. She said nicely enough, and when I looked closer, I recognized her eyes. Harry's eyes. Wow, I wonder if this is his mom.

"My name is Lily, and I will be directing you to your classes-!"

"Really Evens? Because they are both in Slytherin, I think that I'll be able to direct them myself." Lucius snapped, and I almost flinched. It was Harry's mom.

"Dumbledore's orders Malfoy. You can take Dragon, and I'll take Rhianna. It's as simple as that!" Lily snapped, but turned to me with a smile on her face. "My name is Lily. It's very nice to meet you. I hope we can be friends. Just come get me over at the Gryffindor table when you're ready." She smiled widely, and then walked back to her table, with Draco's wondering eye following her all the way there.

"Pig." I commented, and he rolled his eyes. "Oh, like you've never done that before."

"I haven't. Name one person I've stared at like that-!"

"Longbottom, Potter, Zabini, Weasley, Black-!"

"What!" I screeched, as he starting counting the boys off his fingers. I took a quick glance at the four of our friends, who were watching us banter. They looked a little amused.

"Half of those guys are my friend's boyfriends. And I would never besmirch myself to the lowness of a Weasley!" I snapped, telling the truth. Ron Weasley gave me nothing but hatred for being a Slytherin and a Malfoy, no matter what Gryffindor I befriended. Along with his girlfriend Hermione Granger. They believed that all the evidence points to me being a traitor, and wouldn't talk to Harry for days on end for being friends with me. A memory bubbled up to the top of my head just then. This was a memory from our six year, during the middle of the school year. The day Hermione cornered me in the library to talk about me being a "Traitor".

(Flash Back)

I clutched the note Severus gave me to explore the Restricted Section tightly, and walked inside the library. I was just going to check out some Dark Magic spells, but for a good reason. I had to master the Art of Dark Magic before I could duel with Aunt Bella. She always expects me to be top at everything, and I just couldn't bear for her to be disappointed, or hex me, again.

My footsteps got reasonably lighter as I browsed the books there. The Dark Arts fascinate me, but I'm always careful not to let it consume me. Then I'd be Voldemort. Ha.

I picked up a few different books on the subject of Dark Arts and headed back out. It wasn't that hard to get the right books. On my way out I bumped right into Harry's know-it-all book worm friend. She recovered quickly, and glared at me. Oh yeah, she was still suspicious that I was going to hurt Harry or something. And I'm starting to think that the books in my hand aren't making it better. Neither is looking like I've done something bad while coming out of the Restriction Section a good thing either.

"What are you doing in there? I'm Head Girl, and I can write you up for sneaking into the Restrict-!"

"I wasn't sneaking. I have a pass!" I snapped at her. She glared at me and held out her hand for the pass. I threw it into her hand and she looked at it intently. It seemed to pass whatever test she had because she handed it back. But when I tried to by step her, she stopped me again.

"What type of books are you checking out? As Head Girl, I have the right to oversee what library books you're trying to get out of the Restriction Section." Hermione snapped, and I held up my pile boringly. She took one look, and gasped. She snatched one up and ran her beady little eyes across the cover. Just my luck. 'Painful curses and Unforgivable's made easy' was written across the color in bright red letters.

"I knew you were up to something! Wait till Harry hears about this-!"

"And what exactly am I up too Granger? Because I'm just checking out some books for research. You know, the ten feet of parchment we have to write on curses for Defense Against the Dark Arts!" I snapped, and snatched my book back. She fumed.

"You're lying! And I can tell when people are lying-!"

"You're ugly. And I can tell when people are ugly." I mimicked Hermione, and watched her face grow cherry red. She looked at the other book in my hands.

"One hundred and one evil hexes. Painful poisons-!" That one was for recreational purposes anyway. "What are you trying to do, kill someone? Oh wait, that's exactly what you're doing!" She growled, and I rolled my eyes. Walking pass her, I put my books on a table to turn back to her. I know I shouldn't stay, that I should just turn and leave. But that would just make me a coward!

"What are you trying to say you bushy haired bucktooth beaver?" I snapped, and she bared her teeth as if to say 'Not so buck tooth now'.

"I don't care what your teeth look like Granger. Because every time I look at you, I see nothing but the same ugly beaver that walked in this school. Sadly enough, the Basilisk didn't finish you off during your second year. But I don't really blame it. Who wants mudbloods for dinner anyway?" I growled, and she looked as if she was just smacked in the face. She wiped into her robes and pulled out her wand, I did the same.

"Don't you ever call me a Mudblood again you slimy little snake. You're just a spy for You-Know-Who-!"

"I'm not a spy you jerk! He has plenty of spies in here though! So if you're really serious about stopping him, you should get over your jealous impulses."

"I'm not jealous! Harry's just too friendly to notice it, but I've seen what you can do. He forgets the fact that you're the daughter of a Death Eater. That you're Aunt was the one who killed Sirius. That your family is just a bunch of homicidal freaks that care about nothing but themselves!" I growled and racked my brain for a spell I knew.

"You're going to pay for that Mudblood. No one, and I mean no one, talks about my family like that!"

"Don't call me a Mudblood. My blood is just as pure as your-!"

"Is it true that Muggles can't think Granger? Think about your family, can they think for themselves? Or are they like monkeys, acting like stupid animals. I bet they were surprised when you showed signs of being a witch. In fact, I bet they were surprised when you were born. 'My oh my an ugly baby! What is wrong with her teeth?!' They must have said." Hermione grew red with anger and I imagined her sprouting a whistle from her head. When she didn't say anything, I continued.

"And what about that Weasley that you enjoy hanging with? Your fugly, ginger haired, blood traitor of a Weasley. Is it true that their volt in Gringotts gets one gallon a year?" I asked sweetly, and smiled sweetly when Hermione shot a hex at me, that missed.

"Oh yes Granger, let's talk about that Weasley you love so much. I imagine that they spend more money keeping that volt instead of putting it in there. Ha. What are you going to do at your wedding Granger? Wear a second- hand tarp fresh from your mother's attic?" I smirked, and she fumed, shooting another curse at me. "Whatever. But now it's my turn!" I smirked, and gripped my wand tight, finally getting the right curse in my mind.

"My boyfriend taught me this one Granger. I didn't get to try this out yet, so I guess I'll just practice on you. Sectumsem-!" But I didn't get to finish, because at that moment, I spotted a very angry looking Harry running over to us.

"What is going on?! What are you two fighting about?!" He snapped, but then, I saw his face pale. He turned to me angrily. "Juliunna. Were you just about to cast the you-know-what spell on Hermione? Don't you know that it could have killed her?!" He yelled, and I nodded meekly. Hermione was looking at me smugly, because we both knew one thing. She wouldn't in trouble. She never gets in trouble. Because why would he question her? His Gryffindor best friend since First year.

"Well, aren't you going to apologize?" Harry asked, and I growled. "No Harry, I'm not going to apologize. She started it! She came up to me and started her 'Ooh I'm Miss Hot little Blow Job' and I can write you up speech. And then she accused me of being a spy! And then she yelled at me and shot a spell at me first-!"

"That doesn't give you a right to fight back Juliunna! Hermione wouldn't have done any lasting damage! But you could have killed her!" Harry shouted, and I frowned deeper.

"I don't care Harry! Why don't you yell at her for a change! Why don't you tell her off-?"

"For what? A bunch of girly fights?!" He snapped, and I growled. Taking my books, I walked away, but before I could get to the door, I looked back. I could tell that he was sorry, but I didn't really care.

"Maybe I should be a spy! Maybe then, the people on my side would actually be happy for me. And trust me!" I screamed, and stomped my feet all the way out the door, not even stopping to look at their shocked faces.

That was so long ago. I noted dully.Draco looked over to me, and I couldn't help the smile spread across my face. He, being my brother, comforted me every time something like this happened. He was like my rock, and I'm so glad he's here now.

"It's time to go. What class do we have first?" I asked him, and he looked at the paper closely. "Double Potions with, well guess what? Gryffindor. Hooray." He said unenthusiastically.

"Oh don't be so happy about it." I said sarcastically, and got up to sit next to Severus. He currently had his face buried in a book. "What 'ya' reading?" I asked him, knowing already what it was. It was his potions book. More specifically, 'The Half Blood Prince's' potion book.

"Oh, just my potions book. You wouldn't be interested-!"

"Of course I would be interested in it. Potions is my favorite subject." I said truthfully, because after all, when he was teaching it, it was my favorite. Severus looked up shocked.

"Really? Because I'm top of my class in Potions." He said almost braggingly.

"Yeah, until I arrived. I'm confident that I could outdo you in any potion." I said cockily.

` "Is that a challenge?" He jokes playfully, and I nodded. "Of course it is." I smirked, making him blush again.

"What are you doing after potions?" He asked, and I shrugged playfully. "Oh, maybe I'll go to the library. Will you show me the way?" I asked, and he nodded.

"Sure. I have to finish my potions essay anyway. Maybe I can help yours." He said nervously. "I'd like that." I grinned, and turned around to study the Gryffindor table. Maybe this twenty two years back thing isn't all that bad.