Heartblood House

Authors Notes: if you\'re about to complain that anything in this chapter isn\'t possible, well i have my reasons for including even the least likely scenario in this chapter - it\'ll become clear once i submit chapter 3 to chapter 5 or so, so please keep the bitching at a Minimum (besides this is really my first Fanfic.. ever). as i don\'t own harry potter and me being new here i do not know if the disclaimer carries over, hence i\'ll write it here - the only characters i own in this is Omnia and Sketa, just thought you\'d like to know :3



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”Who the hell is she?”

“Black and white robes… Silver badge… I don’t recognize the School”

“Why Malfoy? He been buggering her?”



Omnia stood grinning, second day at school and she was already in trouble it seemed, she’d heard about the boy from the ones dressed in black and green, supposedly he was a big talent in their ranks. She didn’t care much for show offs, always bragging, and as she heard it he was one of the worst. She’d decided he needed to be taught a lesson.



“So…. Who are you supposed to be? They must hand those robes out so we can tell the badly talented from the ones who belong here”



He took a look at the crowd, grinning at Hermione and Ron standing mildly interested in what was happening.



“Not that everyone here deserve the robes they wear, isn’t that so Granger, Weasley? Perhaps you have robes for them as well”



Omnia’s grin widened, her badge silver and red, with a fanged H in the center, apparently no one had heard of her arrival yet, she looked at the piece of wood she’d found this morning resting on a trunk full of clothing and books, how was this any good for fights? Honestly fists would be better if she had to choose. In the background McGonagall eyed the young girl, clearly sizing her up for scraps, she held her wand poorly, obviously had never duelled or ever performed wizardry before, this was going to be a short match, she looked saddened at the girl, she obviously didn’t know what was in store for her. Malfoy raised his wand, and before giving any warning spoke the words of a spell meant to knock the poor girl out in a single hit.

Omnia grinned, leaning down her body almost parallel to the ground as the spell went over her and broke a nearby tapestry, then lifting her own wand, pouring her energy into the dead wood, forming a small fireball at the end which she hurled towards the puzzled Malfoy. He dodged it barely the fireball lighting roasting his robe, shocked at the spell the girl had just cast without even muttering any words for it so he could learn it himself. He recomposed himself.



“Well we’re off to a hot start aren’t we?”



He uttered the words with a slight tremble, half excitement, and half fright. But to his surprise the young girl was busy, not even bother him with a single glance from those bright blue eyes, instead he was now looking at her hair, holding the wand for her pointing it straight at him ready to duel at any second it seemed. He snickered to himself; one could not duel without holding one’s wand in one’s hand. And the girl herself seemed far too busy talking to someone he couldn’t clearly see.



“So… you come here often? I’ve only been here a day, and I’ve already heard about you, you’re Hermione aren’t you? Young, bright, talented and quite the beauty aren’t you? Say how about once I finish this bozo of you and I head to the library for a lil studying? Hmm?”



Malfoy was steaming; the girl was hitting on the mudblood!? How could she! I mean who would honestly fancy someone like her, when she could be hitting on him instead, from what he could see she was somewhat a looker, not too beautiful but not ugly either. He decided he needed to make the most of this and get the next strike while she was busy, but barely had he spoken the words before the girls hair shook the wand and knocked him off his feet, the girl herself not even looking up from her rather one-sided conversation, then turning her gaze towards him, pressing her lips to Hermione’s then standing up fully grabbing her wand from her hair.



“You know… Back attacks really annoy Sketa, she won’t stand for it, I can feel her inside, she wants to kill you, but you’re lucky – she’s bound to me, she won’t be allowed to do what she wants.”



Omnia now towering above Malfoy using her wand to lightly rub her temples, she turned her eyes on Malfoy.



“…. Get lost, no Seriously, never let me catch you bragging or sneak attacking again – or I really will let her loose on you, oh she wants it bad”



Malfoy took a look into those blue eyes, cold with anger and annoyance – it was quite clear that she did not want him here, and that she would make good on her threat, he hurried to his legs, and with a stare that swore vengeance he turned and fled down the hall. Omnia turned her attention to where Hermione had stood, the girl now gone off with her friends, she sighed, wishing she hadn’t as she put her hair up in a bun and walked back to her dorm.

As she entered the girl’s bathroom, she heard someone talking apparently to herself.



“… And then she kissed me, I mean I’ve thought of girls before yes, but… Kissing one is much more complicated, oh god the whole school saw it didn’t they?”



Omnia located the voice and leaned against the stall door effectively blocking it.



“ But you liked it didn’t you, you didn’t fight me off the least – you know… I was in fact serious with my offer, I have a thing for… well the only term that comes to mind is geeks really – sorry I don’t mean to offend.”



The girl inside the stall looked up, and wiped her tears, she had already noticed the new sink at the round mirror and had already figured out that someone had been fixing it for some purpose, at that thought she theorized that maybe the chamber of secrets was in use once more, and as the only other odd occurrence had been this girl she figured it might just be a new dorm room for this particular girl and perhaps others of her kind?



“I’m… Not sure really, I mean I’ve been kissed before yes, but this felt different, felt weird and nice at the same time… I’m not sure what it’s supposed to mean… what’s your name?”



Omnia, moved from the stall door switching to lean against the wall opposite the stall, smiling as the shy girl opened the stall door. Omnia smiled.



“I’m Omnia, Omnia Maxwell, sorry I should’ve introduced my self first… Oh I forgot – I kinda stole your wand while you were distracted, sorry about that.”



Hermione starred at the girl holding out her wand, searching her own pockets only to find it missing, taking it from the girl’s hand and putting it back in her pocket.



“Really now, that was uncalled for, oh alright… I’ll give it a chance… maybe it’ll work, maybe not, but I know I have to try this some more, really it’s not nice to tease people into this…”



Grinningly Omnia took Hermione’s hand dragging the poor frightful girl out in public, for the first time holding hands with another girl. Leaving behind a bathroom stall full of theories on girls dating girls and how it would work if they did.