(You know, this moments between Harry and Juliunna's past are pretty fun to write. If I didn't have this story to think of, I'd just make a one-shot of these collections!)
Chapter 20:
Normal Pov
Harry Potter and Juliunna Malfoy (At the Yule Ball)
"Come on." She muttered at him. They were standing in the Slytherin Common room. "I don't see the need for the mask." Harry said, smiling at her thankfully. She smirked.
"Are you kidding me? After that speech I gave Draco about how the Ball was stupid and I was never going to go in the first place, he'll never let this go. It's better if he thinks that I was never there." Juliunna said. Harry smiled at her.
She was wearing the green and black laced Slytherin Dress he had picked out for her in Hogsmead. He lifted his wand and tapped her chest. Immediately, the dress went from green to red. "You're my Gryffindor Dancing Partner." He smiled, and she laughed. She lifted her own wand and tapped her hair. The hair that had been styled in an intricate bun, shining midnight black, was turned to a magnificent dark red. It wasn't like the Weasley's red, it wasn't like fire, or a carrot in Juliunna's opinion, but it was like blood. It matched the color of her dress. Her mask was covered in silver sparkles, sitting over her eyes and resting at her nose. It was nearly impossible to tell that it was really her.
"Are you ready, my lady?" Harry smirked. He held out his arm. Her silver eyes flickered down to his fancy dress robes. She clicked the silver heels she was wearing together.
"Sure." She smirked. She placed her black laced gloved hands in his bare ones, and he guided her up the stairs. "Wait till Ron sees who I'm bringing to the ball." Harry smirked. When they reached the Great Hall, there were a crowd of people down the stairs. "You ready?" Harry asked.
"Yes." She chuckled. They descended down the stone stairs slowly, aware that there were many eyes on them. Pansy Parkinson smacked Draco's shoulder as he stared openmouthed at Juliunna as she passed, unaware it was his own sister. "Ew." She whispered, noticing his eyes were slightly darker then usual.
"I so badly want to tell him." Harry laughed. When they reached the bottom of the stairs, Ron moved through the crowd of staring people, and stopped in front of Harry.
"Hey. Hey…" He whispered breathlessly, looking at Juliunna. She fought back the disgusted grimace on her face and settled for a grim smile.
"Hi." She waved at him, talking in a slightly higher voice then hers. "Well Harry, and here I thought you were going to go with the Malfoy girl."
"Who?" Juliunna said, her voice hardened.
"Oh, she's this annoying girl that Harry hangs out with. Harry's has a huge crush on her-!"
"Mione!" Harry finished quickly, interrupting Ron. I used to have a crush on Hermione."
"Since when?" Ron laughed.
"Don't tell my date my business." Harry grumbled deeply. Juliunna laughed.
"Well, alright" Ron said. Before they could talk more, Professor McGonagall walked over. "Potter, oh, is that you Miss Ma-!"
"Malloy." Harry said quickly. "I met her in Hogsmead. She's… Ariana Malloy." Harry said thickly. Juliunna giggled.
"Professor McGonagall." Juliunna nodded her head.
"Oh, well then hello, Miss… Malloy," Professor McGonagall said with a raised eyebrow at Harry, whom gulped. "Potter, you need to get up there with the other champions. The champions have to open the Ball with a dance."
Both Juliunna and Harry dropped their smiles.
"What?"
"Yes, get up there you two." She said, and hurried away.
"Well, goodbye… Ariana." Ron said with a thick smile.
"See ya." She shrugged. Her and Harry grabbed hands and walked up to the front of the door. Cedric Diggory and Cho were together, Fleur Décor and Roger Davies were two, and to Harry and Juliunna's shock, Hermione was being courted by Viktor Krum.
"Oh, hello Harry. Who's this?" Hermione smiled. She held out her hand to Juliunna, who scowled heavily.
"Ariana Malloy." They both answered. "You look nice." Juliunna said sullenly. Hermione, a little surprised at the rude tone, smiled lightly.
"Thank you. Not as good as you though." She said.
"That made me feel better." Juliunna said, turning back to Harry said, laughing. The doors had just opened. Everyone who wasn't a champion, or their dates, shuffled into the Great Hall. Harry turned to Juliunna. "I think we should dance traditionally." She said. When Harry stared blankly at her, she sighed. "I'll lead you through it."
"Alright." He nodded.
Once everyone else was settled in the Hall, Professor McGonagall told the champions and their partners to get in line in pairs and to follow her. They did so, and everyone in the Great Hall applauded as they entered.
"Shall we go and face our school, my fellow Gryffindor?" Juliunna smiled.
"Yes." He said, his heart beating wildly in his throat. He was wishing that he hadn't eaten lunch now. In a line, the champions and the students walked inside. The Great Hall seemed to be transformed. There were small dinner tables and such, and the teachers table, but instead of food on their plates, there were menus sitting in front of them. The Hall was decorated in silver reefs and silver Christmas decorations.
"I'm not used to being the star attraction." Juliunna whispered to Harry. He nodded. "Well, your Harry Potter's date to the Yule Ball, of course your going to be gawked at." He whispered back. They both sat down at a small table, as everyone else was. Immediately, they were joined by Draco Malfoy and a sullen and angry looking Pansy Parkinson.
"Hello." Draco said, ignoring Harry. He reached out his hand to Juliunna. She stared at it for a second, and then shook his softly. "Hello." She said in the same slightly higher then usual voice she had used with Ron.
"Might I say, you look like someone I know. What's your name?" Draco said. "Ariana." She smiled.
"Yeah. Ariana Malloy." Harry smirked. Draco glared at him. "Ariana, its such a beautiful name. For a beautiful woman." Draco murmured. Pansy glared at him. Juliunna slowly turned her head, to look a Harry. 'Ew.' She mouthed at him. He chuckled and looked back to Draco. "Your dismissed Malfoy."
"You can't tell me what to do." Draco said, rolling his eyes. "Where house are you in?" Draco asked. "Slytherin." She shrugged without thinking. Harry turned to her and whispered furiously in her ear. "What the hell happened? I thought you decided we were in Gryffindor. So he doesn't get suspicious."
"I don't think so." Draco said. "I definitely would have remembered you." He murmured. Pansy threw a loathing look at Juliunna, who was biting her bottom lip hard, trying not to spill fourth the vile things that threatened to waste from her mouth.
"Let's go. She's obviously only wearing a mask to hide her face. News flash, its not a costume party."
"Tell that to your face." Juliunna said, standing up. "What were you thinking? Coming as a dog wrapped in a tutu? Oh wait, my bad. Your not wearing a costume?!" She said, covering her mouth with a fake gasp. Pansy glared at her and wrapped her arm around Draco's shoulder. "Let's go." She nearly shouted, her voice dripping in pure venomous fury, and dragged him away from the table. Juliunna sat down with a smile. "Wow." Harry laughed. She smiled lightly. "She should know her place by now." She smirked, and Harry leaned back in his seat.
Harry looked around the Hall. Hagrid was sitting at one of the other staff tables; he was back in his horrible hairy brown suit and gazing up at the top table. Harry saw him give a small wave, and looking around, saw Madame Maxime return it, her opals glittering in the candlelight. Harry bit back his chuckle when Juliunna looked over to Hagrid, her eyes widening. "What?" She said. "What is… Where do you even get something like that?"
"I guess when your as big as Hagrid, you don't have many choices." Harry sighed. "What kind of hair is it made out of? It's a very hairy situation." She said, and the both of them had to bite their tongues to keep from smirking. Harry smiled when Hermione and Krum came to join them at their table, though Juliunna did become subdued.
…
When all the food had been consumed, Dumbledore stood up and asked the students to do the same. Then, with a wave of his wand, all the tables zoomed back along the walls leaving the floor clear, and then he conjured a raised platform into existence along the right wall. A set of drums, several guitars, a lute, a cello, and some bagpipes were set upon it.
The 'Weird Sisters' now trooped up onto the stage to wildly enthusiastic applause; they were all extremely hairy and dressed in black robes that had been artfully ripped and torn. They picked up their instruments, and Harry, who had been so interested in watching them that he had almost forgotten what was coming, suddenly realized that the lanterns on all the other tables had gone out, and that the other champions and their partners were standing up.
"Come on!" Juliunna hissed. "We're supposed to dance!" Silent and stony, the both set forward, heading for the dance platform. Juliunna gasped. "Oh my goodness." She whispered, turning to Harry. "Harry I need their autograph!"
"After the dance." He whispered furiously back. Professor McGonagall was looking at them, her eyebrow raised in satisfaction as they passed her.
"I bet she's enjoying my embarrassment." Harry whispered as they stopped at a secluded spot on the dance floor. The Weird sisters started to play a slow tune on their acoustic guitars, Juliunna took a deep breath.
"Okay. Here we go. Harry, raise your left wrist until its directly above your forehead." She said. He did as he was told. The champions slowly started to gather together. "What now?" He asked, for Professor McGonagall and everyone else was watching them. He got hot in the face.
"Now I am going to place my wrist against yours. I am going to twirl left, you twirl right. Ever time the music hits it's harmonious beat, we are going rotate sides, and rotate our wrists in the same spot we left them at. I want you to move your arms gracefully when you switch, as if we are dancing. Do you understand?" She asked, raising her own wrist and placing it against his. Harry looked at the other champions. They were just traditionally waltzing, nothing like Juliunna and Harry were doing.
"Yes. But is this really dancing?"
"Yes, this was back during the era of royalty. You'll see." She said. "One, two, three. Move slowly." She said. Harry did what she said. They swayed and twirled to the beat, and he found it surprisingly easy and fun. She kept adding moves that made him smile.
"Now grab my waist with your right hand and right hand with your left. We will twirl once. I want a full twirl. The bottom of my dress needs to twirl around, just enough to show my knees. Yes, but you have to hold your hand up high above my head, and hold me at a ninety degree so that my dress doesn't touch you. Excellent Harry. Now, your going to let go of my waist, and twirl me around hard, so that my back is to you. Grab both of my hands. One hand is in front of me, and grab the other that's wresting behind me back. Don't be afraid to be rough, it's going to look fabulous." She said. The crowd clapped as Harry abruptly spun her around. From there, he spun her again hard so she spun on her heels and faced him. She placed her hands on Harry's shoulders. "Wrap your arms around my waist, and cradle me against your chest." She said out of the corner of her mouth. Harry nodded, and did what he was told.
"Now sway." She murmured. "We've made our point. Now let's do what the others are doing." She murmured. To Harry's shock, she took out her wand, and tapped her own chest once. "Let's do it better, of course." She smirked. "This spell," She murmured as she tucked her wand back into a concealed pocket in her dress. "Just made me lighter then a feather. You are going to picked me up and spin me in an intricate manner above your head."
"Why did you put the spell on yourself?" He asked.
"Because with your chicken arms, you would have dropped me and embarrassed us. Now, pick me up and give me a boost. I'll take care of the rest." She said. Harry leaned down and locked his hands together. She stepped on toe heel on his hands, and with all his strength, he jumped up, throwing her as he went. In the air, she flipped upside down twice and landed on the floor with a spin. From there, she twirled like a ballerina to Harry's side, her leg spinning and kicking high as she did so.
"How'd you learn to do that?" He smiled as the crowd burst into applause.
"I took lessons as a child." She smiled.
"You know, even though your giving me orders like I'm a robot, I'm actually having fun." He laughed. Quickly, the crowd began to join them on the dance floor. Hermione and Viktor worked their way over to them, smiling and laughing.
"Wow. That was some great dancing."
"Thank you. And might I say, you danced better then my brother when he was a baby and needing to use the toilet." Juliunna smiled. Harry steered her away from Hermione, who's jaw had dropped, and the both of them snickered as they walked to the back table. There was a small one all the way in the back of the great hall. With a sigh, Juliunna and Harry sat down next to Ron and Padma Patil, who were looking sullen.
"Hey Harry. Nice dancing Ariana." Ron grumbled at them. He was avoiding Hermione's gaze.
"Thank you. Oh yeah, I forgot about how much you like her." Juliunna said, and Ron's head snapped to her. "What?"
"Yeah. Well its all in your face. The way your acting."
"That's not what I'm doing." Ron said immediately. "Whatever." She said with a smile.
"It's just that, Krum's the enemy. He's just using her-!"
"Harry, want to dance?" Juliunna smiled at him. "No." Harry said quickly. "Ron? It'll help you take your mind off Granger." She smiled. But then Malfoy appeared. He walked from the crowd and up to the small group. "Want to dance?" He said, holding out his hand to her. She looked to Ron, who stared back at her.
"Please." She whispered, barely moving her lips. Ron looked back to Padma, who nodded her approval.
"Sorry Malfoy," Ron groaned, standing up. He grabbed Juliunna's hand and pulled her to a standing position. "But she already asked me."
Ron and her walked pass Malfoy, who was now seething.
"You know, your letting them win if you were to just sulk." Juliunna said with a shrug. They moved to the dance floor as the Weird Sisters played a faster tune.
"Who, them?" Ron asked, looking to Krum and Hermione. "Yes. Why should she have fun while you sulk?" She asked. "We could make her jealous."
"I already told you, I don't like her like that." Ron said, but a smile was tugging at his lips. Juliunna could tell he was thinking about it.
"Alright, I think we should do it." Ron said. He grabbed her waist tight and pulled her flush against him. "Let's get closer." She suggested. "How close can you get?" Ron asked. "Not us, get closer to them!" Juliunna groaned. "Oh." Ron said.
She was nearly knocked off her feet as he practically dragged her over to Viktor and Hermione. "Hi Mione." Juliunna said excitedly, waving at her. "Yolo Viktor." She added with a smile. "Hello, Miss Ariana." Viktor said with a grumbling, thick voice. Juliunna's eyes flashed with excitement.
"Oh, hello Ariana. Ron, what happened to Padma? And what about Harry?" Hermione asked, her smile looking rather forced. Ron noticed this and smiled widely. "We switched for a second." He said with a smirk. He gripped Juliunna's hips hard and steered.
"Oh come on. I like to lead." She laughed. The tempo was getting slower. Hermione and Viktor got closer together, and Ron pulled her closer and spun her around on the dance floor. She was so close that her chin was resting on his shoulder, and vice versa.
She was really starting to regret wanting to help Ron.
Hermione was looking over at them. "Um, Ron? She doesn't look jealous." Juliunna whispered. Hermione looked scandalized at that fact that Ron looked smitten with Harry's date. He nodded, pulling back. "Okay. We just have to pick it up. Er, to make her realize that this is a mistake, not that I like her and want her to be jealous."
"What do you have in mind?" She scowled.
"Let's kiss." He said. He leaned forward, and to her horror, Ron connected his lips to hers before she could protest. She heard cat calls around them on the dance floor as Ron trapped her in his arms. His lips were warm, tingling, cradling hers, but the only thing she could think about was how he treated her all these years. She pushed him on the chest as he opened his mouth against hers, sticking his tongue down her throat, and he let out a loud, surprised breath.
"Wow." He whispered, and he looked at her as if he had never seen a girl before.
"What?" She whispered. Her lips tingled. He had bit her tongue. "I… There's something about you that I can't explain. I know your Harry's date… but afterwards, will you be my girlfriend-!"
"You know what? I can't do this with you Weasley. So stop it." She said with a snap. "What?" He asked. Gritting her teeth, she leaned forward.
"Its me, Juliunna. Don't shout it!" She whispered. "I'm only going to this dance as a favor to Harry." She whispered, but stopped. "Ron... Weasley?... Are you okay?" She asked. He was staring at her, his eyes blank.
"Malfoy?" He whispered. He reached forward and grabbed the mask, lifting it only a few centimeters. "Wow." He said. He dropped the mask and she pushed it back into place. He lifted his fingers and pressed the tips of them into his lips.
"Um, about what I said earlier. You can forget that. Well, unless you don't want to-!"
"I do."
"Okay, so yes, we'll forget this. And, do me a favor and don't tell Harry." Ron asked. And Juliunna nodded. "Okay… Where'd Hermione and Krum go?" She asked. They both looked to where the two of them had currently been.
"Heh." Ron said, and rubbed his chin curiously.
"There they are!"
Harry and Hermione strode into view, breaking through the crowd. "Harry, he kissed your date!"
"What?!" Ron snapped.
"Well Ron, did you?" Harry asked, crossing his arms. He was fighting back the angry scowl on his face.
"Uh… I swear I didn't know when I did it Harry. I would have never done it-!" Ron said, his voice cracking. He shut his mouth when Harry lunged at him.
"Ahhhhhhhh!" He shouted, and Harry and Ron were running and fighting through the crowd. Harry chasing after him, his arms outstretched and trying to kill.
"Thank you. I swear I didn't ask him to do that." She said, shaking her head. "Really? Because for a second there, I thought you and Ron were trying to make me and Viktor jealous." Hermione said, smiling slowly.
"No. No." Juliunna said, shaking her head no.
"Um, is that Malfoy?" Hermione said, and Juliunna turned around. He hogged toward her, fighting through the crowd. "Oh no." She sighed. Hermione and her frowned when Draco stopped in front of them.
"So, I see your free."
"Well…I don't know about that. Hermione's here and I thought-!"
"Come here." He snapped. He grabbed her wrist and dragged her away from Hermione, who was smirking.
"I really should be getting back to Harry,"
"Oh, this'll only take a song." Draco smiled.
"Where's Pug face?" She asked, scowling as he locked her in his arms.
"I had Blaise distract her." He said with a shrug. She looked over Draco's shoulder and scowled at Hermione. When Draco wasn't looking, she mouthed, 'Help me'. Hermione nodded, and held up her finger. "One second. I have a plan!" She shouted, and Draco looked back at her, but by then she was already chasing after Ron and Harry.
"Anyway, back to this." He smirked at her. Juliunna paled. "Um. I should really go-!"
He wrapped his arms around her waist. "It'll only take a song. I just tipped the Weird Sisters off."
"Oh." She squeaked.
"Yeah." He said, taking her squeak as a signal of being impressed.
"Why are you her with Weasel and Potty?" He asked, smirking. She dropped the small and fake smile and scowled at him.
"I'm here with Potter, and I was dancing with Weasel." She said. Draco led the dance, swirling her roughly around the dance floor. Though he didn't notice her discomfort, and seemed to be having the time of his life.
"Yeah, I'm here with Pansy. She's alright." He said, rolling his eyes. "But, she's not you." He finished with a smirk.
She took big breaths, trying not to vomit, or cringe.
"Could I see your face? I just want to look at you." He said. His hand reached up, his fingers twitching towards her mask. Horrified, she was standing in place with a feeling of hopeless.
"Argh!" Harry's fist connected with Draco's cheek. Draco fell to the floor hard. "Run!" Harry said, grabbing Juliunna's hand.
"Sorry Draco. But my dearest Prince calls upon me!" She yelled out. Draco answered with a groan. In all of the commotion, the large crowd didn't noticed Harry and Ariana (Juliunna) running out of the Yule Ball, and into the Entrance Hall. But Crabbe and Goyle listened to Draco mutter, "Potter. Hall. Get!" He growled. He pulled himself to a stand, sporting a quickly darkening black eye.
The three of them ran after Harry, and when they reached the hall, they saw Harry and Juliunna running up the steps.
"Gryffindor Tower?" She shouted.
"Yep!" Harry shouted back to her. Crabbe, Goyle, and Draco ran up the stairs, and when Harry and Juliunna reached the fourth floor, he pulled her into the library double doors. Draco, Crabbe, and Goyle ran pass them, not even glancing in their direction. Harry and Juliunna watched through the double glass doors as they saw the three continue up the stairs that led to Gryffindor Tower.
"I told you they'd fall for it." Harry laughed. She pulled off her mask and Harry took out his wand. "Want me to fix this for you?"
"Yeah." She said with a smile. He pointed his wand to her hair and red turned back to black. She pulled out her own wand and pointed it at her dress. Her sleeveless dress fell away, revealing her school robes.
"How do you do that?" Harry asked her. "Get dressed with magic, I mean?"
"Yeah. It's pretty easy." She said. The dress was floating in front of them, but in black, withering smoke. She waved her wand and the smoke flew into the trash can.
"Hey! I spent money on that!" He laughed, but she punched his shoulder. "Yeah, you don't care about money." She said, smiling.
"That is true." He shrugged.
Juliunna, the Golden Trio, And Sirius Black
The golden Trio had been walking for an hour. Up the mountains and round the corner and up a landslide. Then, at last, Sirius slipped out of sight, and when they reached the place where he had vanished, they saw a narrow fissure in the rock. They squeezed into it and found themselves in a cool, dimly lit cave. Tethered at the end of it, one end of his rope around a large rock, was Buckbeak the hippogriff. Half gray horse, half giant eagle, Buckbeak's fierce orange eye flashed at the sight of them. All three of them bowed low to him, and after regarding them imperiously for a moment, Buckbeak bent his scaly front knees and allowed Hermione to rush forward and stroke his feathery neck. Harry, however, was looking at the black dog, which had just turned into his godfather.
Sirius was wearing ragged gray robes; the same ones he had been wearing when he had left Azkaban. His black hair was longer than it had been when he had appeared in the fire, and it was untidy and matted once more. He looked very thin.
"Chicken!" he said hoarsely after removing the old Daily Prophets from his mouth and throwing them down onto the cave floor.
Harry pulled open his bag and handed over the bundle of chicken legs and bread. There was a soft sound of scuffle outside the cave, and they each turned to look. "Could there be someone out there?"
"No. This area is restricted. Its too dangerous to come up here."
"Unless you have a broom." Juliunna murmured softly to herself, laying her brother's nimbus two thousand and one against the rock. After following the Golden Trio here, she was now hiding behind a rock. She could here every word they were saying. She couldn't believe it. Judging by the way they were acting at breakfast earlier, they were up to suspicious activity. But contacting Sirius Black?
"Maybe," Hermione started. Juliunna could hear the sound of her getting up to go check. Quickly she took out her wand and made the sound they had heard earlier, the sound of a soft crunch in the earth. With a wave, a bird materialized and flew into the cave and started pecking Ron. "Ow! Stupid bird." Ron snapped.
"It was just a bird," Hermione breathed, sitting back down. The bird flew away from Ron and flew pass the opening mouth of the cave. Juliunna flicked the tip of the wand and it disappeared with a noiseless and fiery inferno. Exhaling, Harry passed Sirius his pack filled with food.
"Thanks," said Sirius, opening it, grabbing a drumstick, sitting down on the cave floor, and tearing off a large chunk with his teeth. "I've been living off rats mostly. Can't steal too much food from Hogsmeade; I'd draw attention to myself." Juliunna peeked inside. No one could see her.
Sirius grinned up at Harry, but Harry returned the grin only reluctantly.
"What're you doing here, Sirius?" he said.
"Fulfilling my duty as godfather," said Sirius, gnawing on the chicken bone in a very doglike way. "Don't worry about it, I'm pretending to be a lovable stray."
Godfather? Juliunna mouthed to herself.
He was still grinning, but seeing the anxiety in Harry's face, said more seriously, "I want to be on the spot. Your last letter . . . well, let's just say things are getting fishier. I've been stealing the paper every time someone throws one out, and by the looks of things, I'm not the only one who's getting worried."
He nodded at the yellowing Daily Prophets on the cave floor, and Ron picked them up and unfolded them. Harry, however, continued to stare at Sirius.
"What if they catch you? What if you're seen?"
Azkaban of course. She thought with a small curl of her lips. As Hermione turned her way, she whipped around and pressed her back against the rock.
"You three and Dumbledore are the only ones around here who know I'm an Animagus," said Sirius, shrugging, and continuing to devour the chicken leg. Juliunna's jaw dropped. "An Animagus. That's how he escaped." She whispered to herself, so soft she barely opened her mouth.
"But still Sirius," Harry sighed. "We care about you. If you were caught…"
Juliunna tuned out. Obviously Harry cared about him. Juliunna rubbed her elbow as she thought. She couldn't turn him in. Harry would be in trouble, and that would be betrayal. She leaned in and peered at Sirius Black. Well, he seems pretty harmless. She thought to herself. And hungry, apparently, the rats he's been eating aren't very filling.
She snapped her fingers together.
"Wait." Hermione said to Sirius. "That sounded like a snap. Animals can't do that."
But before Hermione could stand, Juliunna had grabbed Draco's racing broom and pitched herself feet first over the edge of the very steep cliff. Then she was zooming so fast she was a blur. By the time Hermione got to the mouth of the cave, Juliunna had already reached the bottom of the foot of the mountain.
"Nothing." She said, checking behind the rock Juliunna had currently been sitting against. But Hermione frowned. Was it her imagination, or were the footprints in front of the rock very, very fresh?
…
About an hour minutes after the Golden Trio had left, Sirius whistled sadly. They were the first human company he had had for almost a year. Buckbeak stood up and looked at something over his shoulder. He turned.
His eyes widened slightly. There was the unmistakable sound of footsteps coming up the mountain. He spun around and instantly, hit the ground on four paws. He sat down and was suddenly aware of the fact that there was a pile of Daily Prophets stacked against the wall neatly. In a way that only a human could have sorted them.
He watched the human enter, carrying two boxes that, while large, looked as if she had cast a spell that made them lighter. Or they were empty. It was a girl. A very pretty, Slytherin girl that looked to be about Harry, Hermione, and Ron's age. She put down the boxes and clapped her hands together.
"Hello Sirius." She said to him. She sat down on the floor and opened the first box. Though scared and wondering how she knew, he walked forward and sat beside her, peeking inside.
"I'm Juliunna Malfoy. I know your Sirius Black. Harry's my best friend. Hi Buckbeak." Juliunna waved at the birds. It bowed to her, and she bowed from her spot on the floor.
Sirius transformed back to human. "What? How'd you-!"
"I know my Harry, he was acting suspicious and I followed him here." Juliunna smiled. "I brought you some stuff. You can always owl me if you need anything else." She said. "I got you some new robes, soap, and a lot of food."
"But… Your Slytherin." He said, staring at her in astonishment. She smirked. "Glad you could see the badge. Anyway, I figured it was boring in here, so I brought you some books I don't use anymore. Also, I got some entertainment items I bought from the Weasleys. And some other stuff." She said. She grabbed the apple at the bottom of the box and threw it in the air towards Buckbeak. He caught it in midair and chomped on it. He leaned over, smiling slightly, and his eyes widened at all the goodies in the first box.
"Thanks." He said. "… How'd you get alcohol?"
"Uncle Snape's private stores." Juliunna shrugged. She pulled out a few fancy bottles and passed them to him. He took them with a smile.
"Though you might want to sort them out and drink over time. Anyway, like I said, if you OWL me, I send you anything you want. I've got access to do a lot, you know." She said with a smile, standing up. "I'm Juliunna Malfoy. I always sit at the table with my brother nearest to the teachers table. Do you have an owl?" She asked with a smile.
"No." He sighed.
"Oh, well I can always go send my brother's owl to sit with you. He doesn't use Midnight much." She said with shrug. "How have you been in contact with Harry?"
"I've been using Hedwig. And if its an urgent message, I just use whatever birds I can find." He said, raising an eyebrow at her. "Well I suppose it must be hard. Anyway, I have to go to school. Bye Beaky." Juliunna called, throwing another apple at Buckbeak, whom caught it with a loud crunch.
"And bye Uncle. Do me a favor and not tell Harry it was me." She said, moving to the mouth of the cave. Sirius followed her, smiling thankfully.
"Why?"
"It'll raise a lot of unwanted questions. And I don't want Ron and Hermione on my case again. Bye Sirius." She said with a small wave.
"Oh, bye!" Sirius waved. "And thank you again. You know not to tell anyone, right?"
"Of course." She called back. She grabbed the broom that she had concealed behind the rock she had sat against earlier, and waved at the two runways.
Beaky squawked a goodbye at her, and she laughed as she mounted her broom and kicked off, zooming towards the trees. As Sirius walked back inside, he starting thinking about writing to Harry and seeing if he had any Slytherin friends.
Not that he'd be using her actual name of course.