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Shadow Walkers
By Dranius
Chap .
Ginevras' PoV
I am a little bit of loneliness, a little bit of disregard
Handful of complaints, but I can help the fact, that everybody can see these scars
What I want you to want, what I want you to feel
But it's like no matter what I do, I can't convince you, to just believe this is real
So I let go, watching you, turn your back like you always do
Face away and pretend that I'm not
But I'll be here 'cause you want what I've got
Summer vacations.
Yippy.
Hear my joy.
Weeks of being ignored by the golden trio, enslaved by my mom, treated like a 5-years-old and last but not least living with a bunch of twits who think you are head over heels of Harry Potter , the boy-who-will-not-die !
As I said earlier yipppyyyyyyy...
I think joy over took my sole as my mum announced us we were staying at HQ all summer. Mad-Eye pulled the ministry car in front of the manor. I few adding to my summer planning occurred vital to me:
-Kill Kreatur
-Burn mother blacks' portrait (just for sanity insurance)
-Earn money (well I wouldn't mid a few extra Galeons!)
I got out of the car simmering in my thwarts as Ron, that gentleman, flung me my 30-kilo case. I grunted caching the beastly thing silently thanking Quiddich for giving me muscle.
So I let go, watching you, turn your back like you always do
Face away and pretend that I'm not
But I'll be here 'cause you want what I've got
I stumbled to the door and entered the hall slamming it behind me. My action was greeted by a yelp of pain emanating from the other side of the wood panel. I smirked. My brother-dearest entered red faced and swollen-nosed (much to my satisfaction). He soon began his favorite sport: yelling.
I swear one day he'll blow his lungs out in process.
"Ginevra Solana Weasley! Why on ear-" The rest of his to well known rant of the many ways I was an insufferable brat was drowned under Mother Blacks' bellowing.
"BLOOD TRATORS, FILTHY HALF BREEDS! HOW DARE YOU ENTER MY ANSESTORS HOUSE? YOU DIRT OF THE EARTH! MUDBLOOD SCUM...
-MUDBLOOD SCUM? HOW DARE YOU! DO YOU ONLY KNOW WAT YOUR MASTER IS? GO ON! TELL ME THE TRUTHE, DO YOU KNOW? DO YOU KNOW VOLDERMORT IS A HALF-BLOOD?
-HOW DARE YOU SPEAK HIS NAME WITH YOUR DIRTY MOUTH! PRISSY LITTLE..."
And on went the rant, two feminine voices (as much as ' voice could sound feminine) reverberating across the mansion .Mum tried to cover my ears I shoved her away frowning. Just then Lupin entered the house closing the door behind him he smiled at the noise
"Don't worry you'll get used to it!
-Who is the girl saying that? Even a Malfoy would blush! Lupin smiled knowingly;
-Dragon. She's been here a week or two... gets bored easily so she either gets in a vocal fight with the Black portrait or trains. She's under Dumbledore's protection...he's the one who took her here. I can hear they're at the "calling-each-other-names" part...Someone cares for a cup of tea?"
I didn't follow the troop in the kitchen. Instead I levered my trunk up the stairs soon coming in eyeshot of the fighting duo. A black beauty was quarrelling with the portrait waving her fist in front of it.
She was hot; even a girl noticed that; her ebony hair seemed to send electricity in her rage wile her steel-blue eyes gleamed dangerously, her perfect ivory skin was contrasting with her black robes all her shapes were perfect for a 1m75 woman: she even had slightly toned muscles .
Suddenly she pounced on the portrait shutting the curtains, muffling its' cries. She looked at me like she'd just sensed me. The girl stretched before walking to me in a feline manner. I instinctively tried to make my self very small.
Dammed Hogwarts habit!
The girl didn't buy if one bit
"I faked being afraid of someone enough to know when someone is faking. Now I want to see what you really feel like doing. You are anyone's equal...if not more. Don't hide behind appearances: you could get trapped in them...and if you really want to hide; hide behind an intimidating facade."
; Her tone was neutral; like if I was nothing important as she passed beside me I straitened my self and discovered I was the same size as her; suddenly she seemed much less intimidating;
Now
Hear me out now
You're gonna listen to me, like it or not
Right now
Hear me out now
You're gonna listen to me, like it or not
Right now
"-You can't judge me like that; "I snaped; "You don't know what I'm capable of; you don't know what I lived..."
I finished in a menacing whisper, daring her to contradict me. She stopped in her tracks and tuned around smirking too: her hand shot out in singe of peace.
I shook it.
A bound had just been sealed: we were friends.
"-I just realized I wasn't dealing with just anyone. Sorry. I thought you were going to cower under my gaze like everyone else...(She smiled surprising me) Want help with that?"
"-Sure. who wouldn't?"
She took the other end of my trunk and we carried it to my new room.
"-My name is Amber-Dragon; but call me Dragon."
"-My name is Ginevra; and every one calls me Ginny; Gin..."
I couldn't stop my self wincing: I hate all those stupid nick names
"-Why don't you tell them you don't like it?"
"-Well Ginny sticks in everyone's minded all Hogwarts thinks my NAME in Ginny. They don't realize it's a nick name...sometimes I wonder if my mother even remembers my real name!"
I rolled my eyes, dramatically raising my hand to my forehead.
"-If I do something about your name you must promise me something in return"
"-And what would that be?"
"-I want you to stand up to anyone how annoys you; except the people to whom you own respect: your parents, Dumbledor and anyone you think is worthy of it. I want you to make people notice you, I want you to unleash your temper, I want people to recognize you for some thing ells than the Golden trios' tagalong...I want you to forge your own reputation to chow everyone that you are better than them!"
I looker at her long and steady, I wanted to be … recognized; I wanted to be my own person. I was just…plagued by Voldermort's infectious memory. He had took something from me, but I had taken my toll to. I realized I was not as powerless as I thought. I could be like Harry, Hermione of Ron. A unique person, with my own reputation.
I could be Ginevra.
The Ginevra.
"-Ok."
Something clicked in me, something I had never relied on.
My inner strength, my pride, my boldness had awoken.
It spread thru my body like ink in water; it's tendrils reaching in my personality, bringing out facets that had numbed after Voldermort had infested me.
Parts of me, which I had denied, in self-defense.
The part of me that used to sneak out in the dead of night to put spiders in Ron's bed was back and kicking.
That same part of me, that was not to be toyed with under any circumstanced spoke:
"I'm not going to change. I'm just going to break the facade down and let what's under out in the open: there's no place for cowards in this world with Voldemort on the loose...Blood will be shed before I am satisfied..."
"-That's the spirit! Blood? Like your hair...I will name you after your wish: Lady Ginevra Red..."
"-Be careful Dragon you have no idea of what you have unlatched...all the suffering I went thou..."
"-We all have our past afflictions to bear. What does not kill us makes us stronger...I am not here to judge you; just as you are not there to judge me. Our past actions are of the past we must now build our futures-"
"-I will fight. Fight for what I believe. For my vengeance...I will unleash hell on them...let the gifts that I received awaken..."
Dragon didn't ask anything about the last part she seemed too deep in thoughts. Since last time I had came here the house had been completely cleaned so everyone had their very own bedroom. Mine was one the 4th floor and had an adjacent bathroom. I was at last going to be able to decorate it to my liking...We entered the room at last
"Argggg!"
"-Oh; Merlin...Red; tell me your not the one who chose the colours...please tell me that..."
"-I had a night mare like this...I'm going to wake up!"
"-I don't think it's a night mare...but I wish it was one!"
The room was totally PINK: pink carpet, pink vanity, pink covers, pink sheets, pink curtains, pink...pink...Pink...
"-One day someone said "radical cases imply radical solutions" and this is a radical case."
"-Horrific case..."
"-Remind me to thank Dumbledor for erasing the underage magic interdiction."
"-Promise!"
I swiped my wand out and evaluated the room let's start with the carpet and the walls I glanced up wards PINK TO
And the ceiling I knew what style I wanted: green, black and silver. Praying that no family came into my room before the end of holidays, I transfigured the carpet in an Emerald Fluffy rug revealing a black marble floor.
(Dragon almost fainted "And they HIDD that treasure?")
I placed it under the mouldy pink bed before turning the walls Emerald and putting a silver banner at the joint between the ceiling and the wall I cast a spell to make the ceiling an exact replicate of the sky. It hadn't the grand hall quality but it was worth it.
My wrath then turned to the bed I transfigured the mouldy thing into a magnificent four-poster bed with silvery/white hangings and green covers. The beastly thing that was supposed to be a vanity was quickly transfigures to a riche dark-wooded vanity as well as the enormous closet that became a grand looking carved, dark-wooded noble one. The curtains became silvery/white (juts like the hangings) as I added the final touched.
Dragon whistled
"Very Slytherinish of you! But there's something missing..."
With a wave of her wand she summoned a mushy black leather armchair
"-Perfect!"
I waved my wand and all my cloths went in the closet I slumped on my bed thanking my self for my transfiguration skills wile Dragon lofted herself on her armchair as feline as ever.
We talked of our lives; family and school I discovered she had been in several magic schools all over the world Beabatons 1st year, Salem High School 2nd, Dumstrang 3rd and Beabatons again for 4th year. She was 1 year on advance on Hogwarts so she was going to be in 6th year...
"Same year as my half brother! I'm so happy it's been, hum... about 6 or 7 years I haven't seen him! Or the rest of my family thank Merlin..."
"-So it's been 7 years you haven't seen your family! Don't you miss them?"
The girl laughed bitterly.
"-You could just as well ask me if I missed hte flue! No the only family I miss is my brother. When my ... father beat me because I didn't want to perform a Dark curse or simply because he felt like it, He always interposed and it can't count the times he took the beating in my place. He's really cool and when I told him he saved me from doing the unthinkable he just said that I was the one who saved him from being his fathers clone. But you see he has to make everyone, even you your brothers or Dumbledor, think he's en evil guy; his fathers' younger version...but he isn't like that. If everyone thinks he's a beats without feelings I know he has some: because he loves his little sister..."
"-Your brother seems to be someone great!"
"-He is."
Just then my mum opened the door and gasped.
"Gin! What did you do to your room?"
"- I decorated if so that it didn't look like fluff-land." ;I replied smirking will Dragon stifled a laugh
"-Well at least I like Reds' room beater like that!" added Dragon
"-Anyway you must help prepare dinner so..."
"-Nonononono! You will not cook tonight. I will. You're the guest here!" cried Dragon hopping up from her sitting stance and prancing nears my mum.
"Come on if you want you can make a few English recipes...I was going to make a few famous French "resettes"
"-Well ok...But ill make a few English things..."
"-Goody! Want to help me Red?"
"- Sure what are we going to make?"
"-Hum...
Casoulet: well that's beans with sausages and peaces of meat with a sauce made with the fat of a duck melted with gravy...
Croque-Monsieur: you make a sandwich with ham butter and LOTS of cheese then you put it on a grill an you roast the sides...
Coq au vin: that's a coq cooked in beer and wine you let it simmer until all the wine has evaporated...
And for desserts ...
Ile flotante: scorched snowed egg white with crème anglaise and caramel...
Soufflé au chocolat: that's a mousy chocolate cake...
Tart tatin: it's a kind of upside down cake...and that's it!"
"-You know your making enough to feed the howl order here!"
"-It's kind of what's happening..."
The tall girl said mysteriously.
Just as we entered the kitchen an ear-piercing scream was herd:
"-Miss Ginevra! Oh! Dobby is so happy!"
"-Dobby! I'm happy to see you to! So Dumbledor sent you here?"
"-Well Dobby really wanted to see the Order so he asked and asked and asked and in the end Professor Dumbledor said I could come for the holidays to serve the order!"
Dobby continued rambling about his latest acquisition (socks) wile we prepared the feast
We went up stairs to set an ENORMUS table babbling about anything and everything. Buy the time everything was ready OotP members started to pore in.
Dragon was right, everyone had came even a few people I didn't know and to Ron's pleasure Hermione came to stay the hole summer because her parents wanted her to be safe, out of reach of Voldemort. She was madly worried for them but managed to keep a smile. (Especially because Ron was busy winning her heart)
After everyone had arrived Mum bustled us all in the Dinning room. When we were all seated the food magically appeared we were about to tuck in when Dumbledor came in with McGonagal and Snape.
"Take a seat, Professors!" greeted Dragon
"-I guess you're the cook tonight if take the major migration..."
"-Actually I was quite surprised, Albus, knowing there's no Order meting today. Sit down! I promise the twins didn't enchant the chairs like last time: Ron tested them."
"-Hey so that's why you made me sit on every single of these chairs!"
We all laughed wile they sat.
I was stunned to see Dragon didn't bother or feel inferior when Dumbledor sat beside her. Suddenly I felt a presents besides me I turned to see Snape take the seat next to me.(Ron had a disgusted expression Hermione gave him a warning glare)
"-Do you mind if I sit here? "I put on a mask of indifference and smirked
"-Not at all. I'll take the opportunity to ask you a few questions..."
"-If you think I'm going to give you the answers..."
"-NO! I've done the essay all ready! I just wanted to have your advice:
The Draft of Living Death is long to brew and easy to make; it will seem like the drinker just blinked but in fact it could be any laps of time since he took the potion.
Then there is the Elixirs of Slumber it's quick but hard to make ether wise it has the same effect...what's the most efficient? I would say the draft of living death...but I wanted to be sure"
"-Well miss Weasley"
"-Red, please."
"-Red, I'm impressed are you aware what you're talking about is NEWT level?"
I shrugged; just then the food appeared with great 'haas' and 'ouuus' of the audience, They all pounced on the French food totally ignoring my mums.
"-So what are you taking Mio?"
"-Err...what's;" she said pointing at the "coq au vin";" The kind of turkey-thing?"
"-Yow fud twy 'rmi'ny.I's re'ly gug!"
"-I think he said you should try it and that it's really good." ;I translated; "I made it by the way."
Ron goggled at me.
Oups. Too much for his overdriven brain.
-Just stuff your face in silence as you usually do, ok?" I said sympathetically a smirk clearly visible.
"-Red, You should of been a Slytherin."
"-Thank you Professor"
"-You well come."
I offered him my bets Malfoyish smirk.
"-Hey Dragon, Red! We need help at the shop for the next 3 weeks! "said Fred (or Gorge) from across the table
"-And we need two people to replace Cathy and Mandy, there on vacation..."
"-We Pay 100 galleons each for a 9 hour day!"
"-Plus the tips..."
"-Don't worry you won't have to test anything! All you has to do is take care of the shop!"
"-SOOOOOOOO?" they finished together doing there best puppy dog look.
I glanced at Dragon and we met eyes
"-OK we take it. "; we said at the same time
"-Gin!"
"-Red." corrected Dragon under Dumbledore's amused look
"-Red!" my mum continued;" you're too young to work look at Ron! He doesn't work, and he's older than you!" ;I glanced a Ron who had his mouth full to the cracking point and was still shoving more food in it unaware of the looks he was getting;
"- Yes look at Ron." I sneered raining an eyebrow in a critical way
"-I think she has a point here Molly..." pressed my dad
"-Well OK then but if you get in trouble don't come wining to me!" I scoffed replicating Draco Malfoys' smug look wile winking at the twins.
"-Don't do that Red you look like ferret boy."
"-Continue on the same line and you get a taste of my jagged clawing hex. And don't say I warned you."
"-You can do the Jagged clawing hex? I learnt that one in Auror classes! How powerful is yours?"
"-Well I can lightly scratch human skin just as I can make a wall crumble too peaces. Once last year I was so angry at someone I just had to blast something and I guess that big roc was there at the wrong moment..."
"-I was wondering why it was in peaces..."said Dumbledor dreamily; my mum was glaring at me
"-You destroyed that Stone because you were in a bad mood?"
"-Don't worry Molly I was going to take it away in the first please It almost flattened students a couple of times..."
Said Dumbledor before shoving some coq in his mouth;
" Dragon, I want the recipe for the Hogwarts menu and feasts."
"-Don't worry Albus! Dobby memorized it and he said he was going to teach it to the other house elves."
"-Oh good! I couldn't survive without it now that I've had some..."saying that he put an enormous peace in his mouth.
I thought he was going to choke his self. After a few minutes we sent the plates back down to Dobby who sent the desserts up.
Any way we had excellent talks and Snape was quite civil I even took a liking to him; because un-like the Golden trio; I knew a Smirk for a Slytherin was the equivalent to a playful smile. And that it wasn't something to be afraid of. Isn't the smirk the base of Slytherin communication? It must be true the more I smirked the better I get along with Slitheryns. I think I'll write a book:
Communicating with a Slytherin.
Tools:
-A smirk
-A scrawl
-A sneer
-Sarcasm
-Daring
-A cutting tong
Instructions:
Be courageous and use it all at the same time.
PS: Don't be afraid if they menace you and if they do; use the cutting words. If they still continue advancing on you run for dear life especially if they have a knife or a wand.
Yea that's it and I will leave it on the Griff chimney with
"for the courageous and daring ones"
written or it.
The Feast was finished so we were all in our bedroom getting ready for the night before a cup of cocoa. I slipped on I-don't-know-who's-pas-me-down-shirt and a pair of boxer shorts under my robes before going down for my cup of cocoa. Dragon was all ready there setting cups on the table talking with Dumbledor and Snape
Snape took the mug Dragon gave him I looked at Ron and Mio: Flirting as usual and the worst part was that they didn't ever realize it!
I slumped on a Stool and took the mug Dragon gave me before turning to the stove to make the cocoa.
"-Swiss recipe these guys can do anything with chocolate. Tell me what ya' think!"
She pored the creamy looking liquid in our mugs. I took a sip and closed my eyes. Ummmm... Liquid chocolat with cream... I opened my eyes in time to see Snape with a chocolat moustache: hilarious! I started laughing like mad earning a few looks from my friends and family. I calmed down and took an other sip as my mum entered the kitchen
"-Want some Molly? "Asked Dumbledor
Mum nodded.
Dragon got up too fetch a mug wile mum sat at a chair the pale faced girl pored the creamy mix in the mug before giving it to her.
"-Here you go Ms Weasley. Drink, looks like you need it. You should look better at things before you take a decision. It is sometimes better to scarify one thing than to loose it and as well as other things. And maybe, maybe in the end you don't loose anything and if you're lucky you win a lot."
My mother looked at her tears in her eyes before getting up and taking her in an embrace Dragon hugged her murmuring something I couldn't hear.
Mum nodded sniffing miserably and drinking her choc. Instantly she seemed to compose her self.
"-So Albus I trust you won't have any plans for me in the next 4 weeks?"
"-Of course not, seen you have to work..."he said his eyes glinting with malice.
"-But then I guess I'll have to hem... clean everything up after?"
"-Of course only certain select eras have to be eliminated from the dirt.," sneered Snape
"-Of course. "
She smirked her eyes reminded me of a greedy cat who had cornered a mouse and was readying to slaughter it. I smirked aching an eyebrow in enquiry.
"-You sound like a cat that's just cornered a mouse." I sneered
"-You'll never guess how right you are..." she purred I laughed a cruel sort of laughed.
"-Well don't play with it to long!"
"-I'll try but I can't promise. "
We snickered evilly totally ignoring the scared looks we were getting from our surroundings.
"-Well good night everyone. I'm of to bed."
With that I put by mug down on the table and went up stairs to my room slumped on my bed and went to sleep. I have to get up early tomorrow...for work!
Next morning
I have a major problem when I wake up: I can only communicate buy growls, sneers, smirks, grunts and violence. I saw Dragon sit by me with a grunt she grabbed everything in hand range and started eating.
"-Well! Aren't we morning people!" teased Mio.
Two growls responded.
We took the floo service to go to the twins shop. The work was kind of easy and the tips were generous. At the midday pause we went to Gringots to open up two counts.
Two weeks later and 100 galleons of pay and tip, I could not sleep so I decided to read a few books.
So what am I going to read...I think I'll read a book to learn how to fight...it's never to useful our times
There were three old looking books on fighting:
-Martial Arts
-How to use a katana
-Slaughter without bloodying your clothes.
I read theme all till morning: I couldn't stop it was fascinating. Tactically I could now kill with a needle.
The books seemed to engrave them selves in my body and sub-omniscient: in the next few days I realized I often took a stance by instinct without thinking. One time Ron tried to tickle me I caught his hand and blocked his arm behind his back making him kneel down in process under the horrified looks of the Order.
"-Miss Red! Said Snape smirking with joy at the position by brother was in." Please release your brother you might break him!"
"-Sorry Professor. He wanted to tickle me I did it out of instinct."
"-I didn't know you did Martial arts!" exclaimed Dragon "If I knew we could of trained together!"
"- Let's say it's new for me too; and you never said you did some either." I pointed out
"-Humph!"
After that no one tried to tickle me again or even get to close to me...
Soon an other week went by bringing Harry with it.
By then work was finished and I had about 200 Galeons in Gringots. Sunday of the 4th week of holidays the Hogwarts letters finely arrived with the OWL results.
Dragon and I were training in the gymnasium when my Mother came in just in time to se me jump over Dragon and throw her at the other end of the room where she did a spectacular stabilization by using the wall at a trampling to do a flip.
"-Here are your letters from Hogwarts."
She said before going down stairs to check on Ron's' results.
Pore Ron.
I opened my letter and was surprised to find more stuff that usual. I opened up an impotent looking parchment:
'Dear miss Weasley
I reason of you very satisfying grades and your apparent boredom in class we have decided
You were not challenged enough in that intent I am pleased to inform you that the schooling
Staff and my self have decided to make you study in 6th year instead of 5th; you will not have to pass the OWL tests with the rest of the 5th years. We expect you to make scores that
Will ensure us we haven't made the wrong choice in deciding you can take the courses you want.
Felicitations
Albus Dumbledor
I gazed blankly at the paper for a few minutes reading it over and over again. Suddenly I let my joy take the best of me:
"-WOOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!YES!HAHAHAHA!"
Suddenly the door opened and my mum came in looking upset
"-What now Red?" ;I gave her the letter, Dragon read it over her shoulder and smiled at me my mother seemed stunned.
"-Well done Lady Red. We'll be in the same year! Isn't that great?"
; Just then my mum came back to her senses
"-Oh! Ginevra! I'm so proud of you! What do you want? Tell me it's you reward."
"-Well I'd like the permission to spend a day in Muggle London with Dragon stay at the cauldron for the night and spend the next day in Diagon alley. Don't worry for the money I've benne working to pay that."
"-Well...ok. You can but be careful the are some seriously deranged men who..."
"-Mum."
"-Yes dear?"
"-Remember how I threw Dragon the 1st time you came in? Well both of us can do much better."
"-I see... So when will you be going?" ;I Looked at Dragon she raiser an eye brow and smirked
"-Tomorrow." ; We said at the same time.
When my mum went out I looked at the other papers there was a list with all materials between witches I had to choose 6 that I would study throughout the year.
"-What are you taking?"
Asked Dragon how was dealing with the same type of questionnaire
"-Well I want to be an Auror so I'm in need to take Potions; Metamorphosis; Charms; DADA."
"-I'll take the same as you. But then we've got 2 we can chose ourselves...we Have the choice between:
-Aritmansy
-Astronomies
-Botanic
-Care of magical Creatures
-Divination
-History of Magic
-Martial Arts
-Muggle Studies
-Runes"
"-Hum...I'll take Art of Combat and Care of Magical Creatures"
"-In that case I'll take that to! Like that we'll be together in all our classes! Let's go and owl our materials."
The newt morning we were up at 7 so we could leave at 8.30.
I slipped on my best Muggle clothing and ramped down stairs as usual, acted as the anti-early-morning person I was and flooed to the caldron with my luggage.
We checked in our rooms (besides each other) and went in Diagon Alley. We both took 50 galleons each and changed it to Muggle money. I was now the happy wielder of 250£
We spent the morning Shopping for clothes. Dragon had talked me in to buy about 3 meters of chain to use as an ornament/belt (she finished convincing me by saying that I could always use the to straggle someone or hang a firstly by his feet at a chandelier).
By then it was already time to eat so we headed strait for a rest rant. We ordered a hamburger and fries with soda. When we finished it was 1, Dragon was looking at her list
"-They say 4th years and over need Muggle ball robes."
"-What? That means' there's going to be a ball! It must be Dumbledor and his inter house-bounding fantasy! So wear are we going next?"
"-Dunno. But I think we should get the robes in France."
"-FRANCE?"
"-Uhum. We can floo there tomorrow. There's that shop in "La gallery des Mages" that tailors exactly what you want."
-The French version of Diagon alley?"
"-Exactly..."
We went to a shop called "Army n'more" it was an extra army supply store. I chose a pair of rangers and a coat that seemed to be made only with pockets and zips when I went to the till I found Dragon deep in conversation with the (good-looking) cashier. Dragon had already got what she wanted: 2 hunting knives with two thigh scabbards.
She smiled and gave me one
"-That's because you could need it with Voldemort around." I glanced nervously at the cashier
"-Don't worry. He's a squib."
We went out and stopped in front of a piercing shop.
"-Do you think I could pierce my ears?"
"-Well it would look good on you!"
"-Let's go in then"
So we entered the shop there a woman asked us what we wanted. I said I wanted a few piercing and a tattoo. Dragon asked for a few piercing. She made us sit on leather dentist like chairs and two men came in. One of home looked very familiar
"-Sam Hallmark!"
"-Ginny Weasley! What's a goody-goody Griff doing in a tattoo chop?" asked the 5th year Slytherin boy; I smirked
"-What on earth could I be doing in a tattoo chop... I don't know buy flowers?" I drawled my voice dripping with sarcasm
"-Temper Weasley."
"-Call me Red."
"-Ok. So what do you want?"
"-A tattoo, 3 piercing on my left ear, 2 on the rite and a piercing on navel."
"- In that case what do you want like tattoo?"
"-A tribal symbol."
He took out a note pad and started drawing, a few minutes later he showed me: he had drew a curvy but spiky symbol.
"-Perfect! Would it be possible to have it over my shoulder; like a strap?"
"-Of course but it'll be long".
He cleaned the eerier and transferred the out line of the tattoo on my skin.
"-I won't be able to uses a charm against the bleeding or the pain because of the Muggle that came in with you. My dad's taking care of her." he murmured in my ear.
"-Hey Dragon they think your a Muggle!"
"-I feel insulted!" she mocked smirking.
Thanks to magic things took up speed so we were finished 30 minutes later. I bought about 10 pairs of earrings and we went out of the shop both having a bandage covering a tattoo. Dragon had a tribal sign around her navel. By then it was 7 so we retreated to the cauldron to change before eating in Diagon alley.
I took a shower and slipped on the army pans a black tank top, put the knife on my thigh. I toped it all by putting the long leather coat on with the rangers. I looked at my self in the mirror and smirked.
The pants were clingy at the haunches and baggy at the legs; the coat gave me a dark look that I decided to extreme by charming my hair black. I added the belt hanging it loosely letting it cling to my haunches.
Cognac eyes stared back from the mirror as my reflection complimented my style. I exited the room and joined Dragon in front of the wall that gave entrance to Diagon alley.
"-There's a new night club that opened at the beginning of the holidays...in Knokturn alley."
"-Well I propose we go and have a look."
We walked down Diagon Alley and turned in Knokturn Alley in the semi-dark of the setting sun.
"-Do you have your knife?"
"-As well as my wand."
"-Good."
We strolled arrogantly down like we owned the place, people scattered on our passage they looked afraid of us like we were very powerful and ready to kill.
Suddenly I understood: it was all in the way we held our selves we looked sure, confidant, powerful.
That explained half the fear some had towards Slytherins.
At last we arrived at the club; music was pulsing from it, hundreds of people were cuing in front of it, but a passage was left clear for important people.
Two enormous hand men were guarding the doors letting some people in and sending others away. We went straight to the bouncers and; to my surprise; they let us in under the 'Boos' of the crowed.
The club was magnificent silver and emerald was everywhere, we took a seat at the bar and ordered two butter beer. Soon a cute guy came over and asked Dragon for a dance, she gave me a questioning took and I nodded chasing her away.
"-Hey doll face! Wan' a dance with a real man?" grunted none other than my ex-boy friend Mickael Corner;
"-What did Chang dump you already?"
"-You slut, I'm the one how dumped her!"
"-Don't recognize me?"
"-I don't care. Now dance with me."
He snatched my arm with a surprisingly strong gripe and dragged me on the dance floor. I struggled back but he held me by the haunches and tried to kiss me. I saw two tough looking guys point at us before getting up at the corner of my eye. At that point Michael griped by bum;
And I lost my self-control. I kneed his groin caught one of his arms and projected him on the floor. A vaguely familiar voice interrupted my in the process of slaughtering the slimy idiot.
"-Excuse me Ma'am but I don't think it is necessary to help you isn't it?"
"-It's Red and no thank you I don't need help killing him but I will need help to hide the body."
They laughed and I felt Michael fail to the ground: he had passed out.
"-Care to sit with us?"
"-Yes sure, isn't always better than to have a bunch of over-drunk girlies swoon over you."
I grabbed my drink and sat at their table. I drank a bit realizing my friends had nothing to eat or drink.
"-Care for some thing?"
"-2 buter bears"
"-mmmm...K."
I went to the bar and paid the things they'd asked, plus some nuts and chips.
"-You owe me 3 knuts for the delivery."
I"-You rely remind me of a friend of ours..."
"-Is that a good thing?"
"-Err... that is a good question."
"-So what are your names?"
"-Vin"
"-Greg"
"-I guess it's your nick names."
"-And I can tell Red is a nick name too."
We babbled away until I localized Dragon waving at me and pointing to her watch; I said good by to my friends and went to the cauldron where awaited me a cozy bed...
I woke up in the middle of the night in sweat I had had a night mare but it wasn't a normal one. Some thing bad was happening power was running threw my veins roar, savage... but some thing was crying for help and my "other me" had to help it.
I looked at my-self in the mirror instead of my reflection a hooded figure stood before me completely clad in black a pair of black angel-like wings visible behind her back. She undid her hood revealing midnight black hair and death white skin. I starred in her green eyes, she starred back and said:
"-You have always repelled me because you here afraid of what you would be able to do if I gave you my powers. But now we must fight together before Tom gathers too much power. Help me, help those you love accept the power that is yours by Wright. Voldemort as about to make a new victim. An innocent one. And believe me I feel it to the core: he is important. Help me."
"-So be it."
A/n: voila. Chap number one cut and revamped.
Don't worry it gets better from the third chapter.
Dranius.