Slytherin Hearts

Warning/disclaimer: All recognizable Harry Potter characters and places are not mine, They belong to J.K., I\'m just borrowing them and will give them back later slightly worse for the wbut but perfectly fine. All the unknown people and stuff are mine. I make no money off this, please don\'t sue etc, etc. This is my first HP fic so be kind or cruel as you will but please review that way I know to keep adding to it.


CH-2 ~ I\'m a what?!


After they arrived at Hogwarts, Professor McGonagall had asked Kavie to come with her and the first years to be sorted. She felt slightly embarrassed walking along with a bunch of eleven year olds. The sight of her caused a few whispers.

\"Who in the world is that?\"

\"She\'s new. They found her in America, living with muggles .\"

\"I read in the Quibbler that she is some lost relative of someone\'s.\"

\"Well, I read she blew up her last school and dropped a car on someone.\"

\"What\'s a car?\"

Kavie\'s cheeks turned pink but she kept walking along acting like she couldn\'t hear them. She smiled at Ginny who waved at her from the Gryffindor table. She turned back, watching McGonagall curiously as she brought out the hat and stool. Ginny had told her what would happen so she wouldn\'t look all frightened and nervous like the first years.

\"She\'ll bring out this ugly old hat and it\'ll sing a silly song. Then when you\'re called she\'ll plop it on your head and then you\'ll come sit with us at the Gryffindor table, cause being a Weasley I\'m sure you won\'t go anywhere else.\"

\"Oh you may not think I\'m pretty
But don\'t judge on wyou you see
I\'ll eat myself if you can find
A smarter hat then me.
You can keep your bowlers black
Your top hats sleek and tall
For I\'m the Hogwarts Sorting Hat
And I can cap them all.\"

\"That\'s the song it sang for us.\" Ron said.

\"Maybe it recycles them every seven years.\" Muttered Harry.

\"Or it\'s so old it forgot it sang that song already.\"

Harry and Ron snorted with laughter.

Hermione glared and shushed them. \"Kavie is almost up.\"

\"Already?\"

They turned and looked back at the hat sorting.

\"Moon, Sorcha.\"

Kavie stood, watching McGonagall nervously, knowing she was next.

\"Morganus, Katerina.\"

Sook ook a deep breath and sat on the stool. Before she put the hat on her head she was distracted by a flash of white blond hair. \'Draco,\' she thought, her heart skipping a beat. \' Great, just great, Morganus, you\'re lusting over your family and your best friends worst enemy.\' Her inner self ridicule was so loud that she hardly heard the hat.

\"Another one? Well, I know just where to put . . . No, wait a minute, wait a minute, now that changes things. You belong in . . \"

\"Slytherin!\" the hat shouted.

Kavie gasped and sat there stunned. She heard Ron shout \"What?!\" over the Slytherin\'s clapping and cheers. She looked at the Gryffindor table and saw them all gaping at her, mouths hanging open.

\"Miss Morganus, please join your house at their table.\"

She nodded and got up, walking shakily to the table where a few students were waving at her, somehow having the presence of mind to hand the hat to the next kid. She gave a sickly smile to the pug faced blond as she sat next to her, avoiding looking at Draco who sat opposite the girl.

\"I\'m Pansy Parkinson, this is Millicent Bulstrode and Crabbe and Goyle.\" She said pointing to the girl beside her and the two thick looking lunkheads on either side of Draco.

\"And this is Draco Malfoy.\" She cooed, gesturing to Draco and giving him a puppy dog look.

She slid her gaze over him quickly finding him looking at her with a raised brow. Her cheeks flushed in embarrassment but her lips tilted in a small smile. She looked back at Pansy who was still talking.

\"I was sooo happy you got sorted into Slytherin house cause we could use some more girls in our year. Millicent, Tracy and I are the only ones.\" She pointed at the brown haired girl down the table and then frowned, turning to look at the Gryffindor table where Ron\'s angry voice was carrying over everyone else\'s.

\"What\'s the hell is he yelling about? That dumb Weasel needs to shut his yap.\"

Kavie glared, feeling the familiar burn of her temper flaring up. \"Don\'t talk about him like that.\"

Pansy blinked at her. \"Why do you care what I say about that pathetic waste of magic?\"

Kavie gritted her teeth.

\"Because they are cousins.\" Draco said with a smirk, enjoying the shift of colors in her eyes. They went from a clear bright amethyst to a stormy indigo.

\"What?! You are related to that disgusting carrot headed prat?\" Pansy exclaimed, looking at Kavie like she\'d grown another head.

\'Oh, now that\'s it!\'

She grabbed the front of Pansy\'s robes and leaned in close to her. \"If I ever, and I do mean ever, hear another bad word about my family come from your pug face, I will shove your wand so far up your ass that you\'ll have to blow your nose to get it out.\"

Crabbe frowned at her. \" Oo a Easel?\" He said, his mouth full of the potatoes that had recently appeared along with all the other food.

Goyle squinted at her. \"But your hair\'s not red.\" He said dumbly, stuffing a whole biscuit in his mouth.

Kavie looked at Crabbe and Goyle like they were retarded and released the sputtering Pansy. She filled her plate with steak, seasoned red potatoes, cooked carrots and three treacle tarts and stood up. She picked up her goblet of pumpkin juice, raised a brow at the amused look on Draco\'s face and then stomped down to the end of the table with the first years. She\'d be damned if she was going to let them ruin her dinner.

Draco\'s gaze followed her. He was nearly bursting with the desire to laugh loudly, but he only allowed himself a small smirk. He loved the shocked look on Pansy\'s pug face when Kavie had grabbed her. He detested Pansy and her vapid nature. He only tolerated her because it wouldn\'t do to piss off one of the few seventh year girls in his house and at Millicent\'s behest. They were friends though for the life of him he couldn\'t figure out why. Millsie as he liked to call her when no one else was around, was one of the few people he actually liked. Draco\'s smirk grew wider as he watched Kavie scold a boy for stealing a tart off the girl next to his\' plate and then when the boy wasn\'t looking slipped him one of hers. She was nothing if not unpredictable, her actions seemed to contradict themselves quite often. It intrigued him. She\'d obviously been intimidated by him on the train but she had let him get close enough to nearly kiss her, then her angry outburst when she had found out who he was, was interesting. But no, she was related to that damn red headed brood and hung around with Potter. That was too much to overlook even if she was a Slytherin.

\"Oh, Pansy, do shut up!\" He said harshly, sick of her incessant whining and left the table.

All of those around him looked at each other with wide eyes, except for Millicent who watched him go with a curious expression on her face. Draco had changed over the past year. Millicent figured that his father being sent to Azkaban had given him quite a shock. He\'d become quieter, less confrontational, though no less snide or sarcastic. His arrogance had dimmed somewhat though you wouldn\'t know it by how he acted around the Trio. She briefly considered following him and asking what was on his mind but realized it would do no good. He kept his own counsel, always had. She looked around her in disgust. Pansy was still sputtering beside her, her voice shrill. Crabbe and Goyle seemed to be competing over who\'s stomach would pop first as they were stuffing in every edible thing they could get their hands on and she suspected some that weren\'t. She noticed the Morganus girl getting up to leave. She watched her progress through the hall and got up to follow her, noticing she wasn\'t the only one.

Kavie left the hall quickly, hoping to make it to her common room before her family caught up with her. Ron would probably yell and bluster and she wasn\'t up for it after that dumb confrontation with Pug Faced Parkinson.

\"Kay!\"

\'Damn!\'

She td ard around to face Ron, Ginny, Hermione and Harry. Ron looked flabbergasted and somewhat affronted. Ginny looked confused. Hermione was watching her with a considering look and Harry had the look he most often had around her. It was a look of extreme sympathy and understanding. She gave him a small smile but looked back at Ron who was blustering again.

\"I can\'t believe you got put in Slytherin! That daft old hat! I\'m mean you\'re a Weasley, Weasley\'s have been Gryffindors for ages! We have to go to Dumbledore and say the hat\'s off his conk and to change you to Gryffindor. Slytherin is a bloody awful house! Only evil murdering gits get sorted into that house! They are all Death Eaters!\"

\"Ron.\" Ginny said warningly.

Kavie\'s eye twitched and her face went expressionless. She stepped close to Ron, looking him in the eye.

\"My father was in Slytherin, as was my brother. Are you saying that they were murderers, Ron?\" Her voice was soft but it stopped Ron in mid sentence.

\"What?\" He blinked at her. \"Chane was . . .\"

\"In Slytherin, yes. Alex was, too. Were they murderers, Ron? My dead father and my eleven year old brother?\" Her voice got louder with every word and she shoved his shoulder making him step back. \" What about me? I\'m Slytherin now, how many people will I kill, huh? I wonder how long it\'ll be until I have the Dark Mark burning on my arm.\"

\"Kavie, he didn\'t mean . . .\" Hermione began.

\"Shut it, Hermione. You guys are so blinded by your prejudices that you can\'t see straight. So I\'m a Slytherin, so was my father, big deal! It doesn\'t change who I am. But if you can\'t accept it and just move on then fine. I knew this family and friends thing was too good to be true anyway.\"

She turned on her heel and began stalking down the hall.