Hey guys! Wow...seems like forever since I have posted a new story! This is my first go at a Harry Potter fic. And it's gonna be kinda my work-in-progress story, since it's gonna be so long! :P But I hope you all like it! And maybe posting up on here will push me to write it a bit faster!
Wasn't 'Half Blood Prince' AMAZING?!?!?!?!?! I need to see that movie as many times as I possibly can!
Hope you enjoy the story!
The Sorceress and the Dragon
'9 ¾…where on Earth is ¾?!'
Alexia Mason let out a frustrated sigh as she brushed a strand of her poker-straight black hair behind her ear. Her plain brown eyes scanned the Kings Cross station, desperately trying to figure out how to get to where she needed to be. '9…10…there is no bloody ¾!' She slumped down next to her rickety cart piled high with her trunks. Why did Dumbledore's instructions have to be so complicated?
Just then, she felt a tap on her shoulder. Alexia looked up.
"Hi," said the young girl with flaming red hair. "You look a bit lost."
Alexia nodded. "Yeah, just a bit," she replied "But I doubt you'd be able to help me."
The other girl smiled back. "Oh, I don't know about that," she teased and eyed her cart. "It's easy to point out who is a wizard or witch in this crowd."
Alexia gasped and jumped to her feet. "How…how did you?"
"Relax," the other girl laughed, "I'm a fellow witch like yourself. Headed to Hogwarts, are you?"
Alexia nodded. "Yes. Though I'm have a right difficult time finding the train platform."
"Are you?" the redhead eyed Alexia warily "That's funny…you look older than an 11 year old."
"Oh," Alexia laughed. "No no, I'm 13."
"Then how come I've?" the girl wondered but stopped mid-sentence when Alexia opened her mouth to explain.
"You see erm…." Alexia stopped for a moment "I don't think I got your name, dear."
"Oh," the girl laughed, "I'm Ginny. Ginny Weasley."
"Ginny then," Alexia nodded. "It's nice to meet you. I'm Alexia."
"Alexia." Ginny repeated. "Pretty name."
"But you were saying?" "Oh right!" Alexia exclaimed and went on to her explanation "You see Ginny, I actually have attended Beauxbatons wizard school for girls the last 2 years. But I couldn't stand the place. Half the girls there were completely mental! All they ever cared about was fashion and whatnot. Didn't pay attention in any classes…they were too busy day-dreaming about shopping!"
"Oh, that does sound horrible!" Ginny gasped with a disgusted face.
"Oh it was," Alexia, sighed "I couldn't stand another minute of it so I begged my mum to let me transfer to Hogwarts."
"It was really that easy?" Ginny asked surprised.
"Pretty much," Alexia shrugged "I just sent copies of my class grades (I was best in the class seeing as I was the only one who took my studies seriously instead of daydreaming about fashion) Ginny laughed. I also sent in my participation in other activities outside of school; and my records of behavior and such, to Hogwarts. Dumbledore sent me letter back with all the instructions, including what house I am sorted into and-"
"Wait." Ginny stopped her "You already are sorted?"
"Mmhm," Alexia nodded "Gryffindor I believe."
"Oh! That's the same house as me and the rest of my family!"
"Oh wonderful!" Alexia smiled "At least I'll know someone!"
"Yes," Ginny nodded "And this someone just so happens to know how to get to the train!"
"Thank Merlin for that," Alexia chuckled "I don't know what I would have done if you hadn't shown up!"
Ginny laughed and ushered her to follow her over towards a pillared archway in between platforms 9 and 10. And they weren't the only ones standing there. Alexia now saw a small group of other students, around her own age, also gathered around the archway. Just then, Alexia noticed that the majority of them had the same flaming orange hair as Ginny's.
"I take it they are related to you?" Alexia asked with a teasing smile.
Ginny laughed. "Yes, they are. Plus a few extras."
"Gin! There you are!" A lengthy, skinny, red head from the crowd made his way over towards them. "Mum was about ready to send out a search part for you."
"Sorry Ron," Ginny apologized, "I got a little side tracked helping a fellow witch find her way." She gestured towards Alexia.
"Oooh I see," The boy replied. "Sorry," he apologized in Alexia direction "Our mum can be a bit of a worry-wart, if you know what I mean."
"Oh, it's fine," Alexia smiled "I know how mum's can get."
"I'm Ron, by the way."
"Hey Gin! Whose that?"
Two more heads of red hair appeared from either side of Ron. Two identical heads.
"Ever seen her before Fred?"
"Can't say I have George."
"Who is she?" they both asked at the same time.
"My other two brothers," Ginny whispered to Alexia.
"I gathered," Alexia whispered back.
"This is Alexia," Ginny answered the twins. "She a transfer from Beauxbatons."
"Transfer?" Ron quirked an eyebrow "I didn't know that was legal!"
"Of course it's legal, Ron," One more red-headed boy, a bit more curly than the others and slightly more studious looking, appeared once again from behind Ron.
"Goodness!" Alexia chuckled "How many brothers do you have Ginny?!"
"Six," Ginny answered. "My two oldest brothers graduated from Hogwarts a few years ago. Bill works at Grignott's bank; Charlie's in Romania training dragons. Ron you've met," Ron waved "Fred and George are the twins, and that's Percy." Ginny ushered towards the curly red-head "And then there's me."
"Seven children," Alexia sighed, "I don't know how your mother does it!"
"With great difficulty," Percy sighed, not amused by the small talk. "Now come on! We're going to miss the train at the rate we're talking!"
"Yes sir, Head Boy," Fred mocked.
"Yeah yeah, we're coming," George added.
"Come on Alexia," Ginny grabbed her hand and led her over to the rest of the group.
"Whose that you got there Ginny?" A boy with messy brown hair and green eyes, framed by a pair of glasses, asked.
"Oh, this is Alexia, she's a transfer from Beauxbatons,"
"Beaux-what?" The boy looked confused.
"It's an all-girl wizard school," A young girl with slightly-bucked teeth and frizzy brown hair replied. "Hi, I'm Hermione."
"Nice to meet you," Alexia smiled back.
"She's gonna be in Gryffindor just like us!" Ginny exclaimed excitedly. "Isn't that wonderful Harry?" "Harry?" Alexia repeated the name and turned to the green-eyed boy with a surprised look. "Harry Potter, Harry?"
The boy blushed a bit and nodded sheepishly. "Yes, that would be me."
"Oh! It's wonderful to meet you! I've read so much about you! Defeating that basilisk with a sword last year? Recovering the Philosopher's Stone! Defeating You-Know-Who…."
"All right, enough with the flattery will ya?" Ron said a bit annoyed "You're embarrassing him!"
"Oh…" Alexia blushed "Sorry."
"It's fine," Harry shrugged.
"Got a new admirer eh Potter?!"
All heads turned and scowled at the newcomer's voice. There, leaning against his own pile of trunks was a rather handsome boy with bright blonde hair and grey-blue eyes.
"Who…who is that?" Alexia whispered to Ginny.
"Draco. Malfoy." Ginny said in an annoyed drawl. "Don't waste your time, darling, he's not worth it."
"Is he really that horrible?"
"He's a Slytherin, Alexia," Ginny sighed, "They don't come more evil than that."
"Oh," Alexia hung her head, and brushed a stray strand of her hair behind her ear.
"New friend, Potter?" Alexia shuttered at the boy's harsh tone. He circled her a few times and smirked. "Don't think I've seen you before."
"I'm new," Alexia answered back, trying to be polite, "Alexia Mason. I transferred from Beauxbatons."
"Ah, that snooty French school," Malfoy rolled his eyes. "Funny, I wouldn't take you as a Veela."
Alexia felt a small pang of sadness hit her. She knew he was teasing her, and not in a nice way. That's what she got for being a half-blooded Witch. She got her mothers wonderful talents, but her muggle-born father's plain and simple looks. By now she was used to the other Veelas from school teasing her for being plain and unattractive, but it still pained her to hear it. But she did a good job of hiding it. She looked the blonde-haired boy straight in the eye and glared.
"I'm not," Alexia shrugged. "I never was one of those, what did you say? Snooty girls."
"Well I figured that out," Malfoy scoffed "I mean, seeing as you were sorted into Gryffindor with the blood traitors and mudbloods..."
"Mudbloods?" Alexia glared. "So that's your game is it?" she felt her fists clench.
"Just don't want a pretty," his voice was sarcastic "girl like you becoming friends with the wrong sort."
Alexia continued to glare.
"I think I can figured out the wrong sort for myself, thanks," she answered and placed her hand on Harry's shoulder. "And it's definitely not them." she ushered to the sea of redheads, Harry and Hermione.
The boy just smirked and walked past the group and towards the archway.
"Suit yourself, Mason." Suddenly, he disappeared, gone from sight, just as his foot touched the stones.
"Whoa," Alexia jumped. "What just happened?"
"That's the platform portal," Harry explained pushing his cart next to Ron's. "Don't let Malfoy get to you, Alexia. He said that same thing to me when I first met him. I even replied the same way." he added with a laugh.
Alexia nodded, still slightly stunned by Malfoy's disappearing act.
"Race ya, mate." Ron smirked, ushering towards the archway as he walked his cart over to his friend.
"You're on," Harry grinned back.
At the same time, the two of them ran off and disappeared inside the archway, followed by Fred and George.
Percy walked inside by himself, head held high.
Now, only Ginny and Alexia remained.
"So that's how it's done," Alexia marveled. "Should have known there was some magic behind it all."
Ginny smiled and ushered towards the archway. "After you."
Alexia curtsied and, both hands grasped onto her cart, rushed towards the archway, her heart pounding with excitement as she felt herself being pushed through the pillar.
She let out an awed gasp. She was standing on a far cheerier train platform, bustling with fellow young witch and wizards. The train stood proudly on the platform; the bright red of the painted letters gleaming in the sun, and the steam hissing from the smoke staff was as clear as the clouds.
"Oh Ginny!" Alexia sighed, "It's wonderful!"
Ginny didn't respond. She was staring at a poster hanging one of walls of the train station.
"Ginny?" Alexia asked, "What is it?"
"Who is more like it," She heard Ron mumbled as he walked past; his thumb jerking back towards the poster.
Alexia looked questionably at Ron, and then back at the paper on the wall. Upon closer inspection, she saw that is was a wanted poster for a wizard by the name of Sirius Black.
Alexia gasped at the image of the man silently screaming back at her. She knew the story. Her mother had told her before. Sirius Black was a well-known wizard and said to be a follower of Lord Voldemort back when he was still in power. Her mother told her that Black was thrown into Azkaban Prison after killing 13 Muggles with one curse.
And, according to the poster hanging on the wall, he had escaped, and had been seen not far from London. Alexia shuttered as she remembered reading 'The Daily Prophet' the day he had escaped.
"13 Muggles with one curse…" Alexia muttered.
"It's horrible, absolutely horrible," Ginny whispered.
Alexia placed a hand on Ginny's shoulder and ushered away from the poster, but not before Alexia herself, looked back at the poster one last time…
Yeah, kinda a boring chapter...but I'm trying to keep it as close to the plot of the books/movies as possible! Review!