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Harry Potter Crossovers › General - Misc
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Adult +
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Ch 6
Ch 6- The Sorting
Draco sighed. He wondered if he’d ever speak to Lanna again. Something about her drew him in. Potter seemed to have taken a liking to her too…hopefully he wouldn’t turn her against him.
Of course, now he had to deal with Pansy complaining. “Draco Malfoy, don’t think I don’t know how you were looking at that, at that…slut!”
Giggling, “Takes one to know one!”
Thank you, Blaise. Always there to make things worse for me aren’t you? As if on cue Pansy shrieked, “How dare you! I’m completely faithful to my Drakey!”
“Pansy!! What have I told you about that nickname?!” Draco snarled.
“But Drakey-poo…what other nickname can I use?”
Their approach to the castle saved Draco from any kind of response. The castle was just as beautiful as he remembered. When he was a child, he would look up at it in complete awe. That affect he no longer experienced. He wondered if Lanna would experience it…What was he thinking?! He needed to get a grip. He couldn’t continue to think about some girl with such obsession!
Everything was the same even the new DA teacher who was supposed to also teach sociology now that the new laws were in place. What caught Draco by surprise was that the new teacher was a dainty black haired, pale skinned, dark eyed woman. A thirty-year-old version of Lanna.
Dumbledore stood up, “Welcome back students. I would like to introduce our newest faculty member, Anita Blake.”
Almost grudgingly Anita Blake stood. Draco’s jaw dropped. Blake. Was this woman related to Bellanna? Anita was again sitting.
“And now we shall continue with the sorting, Minerva.”
“Thank you, Headmaster. When I call your name you shall put this hat on your head.” Minerva instructed the first years, which included Lanna. Who of course was sitting on Gryffindors’ table edge.
McGonagall was pretty much glaring at the girl the whole sorting. Watching, as she wasn’t ashamed to show her boredom as she picked at her nails and fidgeted. However, it was obvious through the smirk that Lanna was taking sadistic pleasure in pissing off the Gryffindor house professor.
Finally after eternity the sorting of the eleven-year-olds was over. “Now we hope you get acquainted in your new houses. However, there is one more person that needs to be sorted. Do to family; Bellanna Blake is continuing her Wizarding education here. Miss Blake, will you please?”
Bellanna moved with the grace of a dancer off the table ledge and up to platform and allowed Professor McGonagall to place the sorting hat on her head. After about a whole minute the hat shouted, “SLYTHERIN!!”
Draco looked first at Anita Blake who grinned at Bellanna, then his gaze fell on the Golden Trio. Weasley looked smug, Potter looked like a kicked puppy, and Granger looked frustrated. Draco’s observations were cut short by someone clearing their throat.
Bellanna stood a little less than a foot from him with a little smile, “Since we’re already familiar with each other, may I sit here?” Bellanna politely asked indicating with her gaze the seat Pansy was currently occupying.
Draco grinned, “Pansy, move.”
“B-but, Drakey…” Pansy whimpered.
“What have I told you about that name?” he was actually quite close to strangling the idiot.
“Drake, you should calm down. And, that’s a disgusting nickname. No wonder he can’t stand you.”
Pansy hissed, “You’ll regret kicking me to the curb, Draco Malfoy. You’ll realize what you’re missing. And I don’t guarantee that I’ll take you back when you come crawling for forgiveness.”
“And I promise that will never happen.”
Short, I know. But I’ve got plot bunnies that belong in the next chappy.
Draco sighed. He wondered if he’d ever speak to Lanna again. Something about her drew him in. Potter seemed to have taken a liking to her too…hopefully he wouldn’t turn her against him.
Of course, now he had to deal with Pansy complaining. “Draco Malfoy, don’t think I don’t know how you were looking at that, at that…slut!”
Giggling, “Takes one to know one!”
Thank you, Blaise. Always there to make things worse for me aren’t you? As if on cue Pansy shrieked, “How dare you! I’m completely faithful to my Drakey!”
“Pansy!! What have I told you about that nickname?!” Draco snarled.
“But Drakey-poo…what other nickname can I use?”
Their approach to the castle saved Draco from any kind of response. The castle was just as beautiful as he remembered. When he was a child, he would look up at it in complete awe. That affect he no longer experienced. He wondered if Lanna would experience it…What was he thinking?! He needed to get a grip. He couldn’t continue to think about some girl with such obsession!
Everything was the same even the new DA teacher who was supposed to also teach sociology now that the new laws were in place. What caught Draco by surprise was that the new teacher was a dainty black haired, pale skinned, dark eyed woman. A thirty-year-old version of Lanna.
Dumbledore stood up, “Welcome back students. I would like to introduce our newest faculty member, Anita Blake.”
Almost grudgingly Anita Blake stood. Draco’s jaw dropped. Blake. Was this woman related to Bellanna? Anita was again sitting.
“And now we shall continue with the sorting, Minerva.”
“Thank you, Headmaster. When I call your name you shall put this hat on your head.” Minerva instructed the first years, which included Lanna. Who of course was sitting on Gryffindors’ table edge.
McGonagall was pretty much glaring at the girl the whole sorting. Watching, as she wasn’t ashamed to show her boredom as she picked at her nails and fidgeted. However, it was obvious through the smirk that Lanna was taking sadistic pleasure in pissing off the Gryffindor house professor.
Finally after eternity the sorting of the eleven-year-olds was over. “Now we hope you get acquainted in your new houses. However, there is one more person that needs to be sorted. Do to family; Bellanna Blake is continuing her Wizarding education here. Miss Blake, will you please?”
Bellanna moved with the grace of a dancer off the table ledge and up to platform and allowed Professor McGonagall to place the sorting hat on her head. After about a whole minute the hat shouted, “SLYTHERIN!!”
Draco looked first at Anita Blake who grinned at Bellanna, then his gaze fell on the Golden Trio. Weasley looked smug, Potter looked like a kicked puppy, and Granger looked frustrated. Draco’s observations were cut short by someone clearing their throat.
Bellanna stood a little less than a foot from him with a little smile, “Since we’re already familiar with each other, may I sit here?” Bellanna politely asked indicating with her gaze the seat Pansy was currently occupying.
Draco grinned, “Pansy, move.”
“B-but, Drakey…” Pansy whimpered.
“What have I told you about that name?” he was actually quite close to strangling the idiot.
“Drake, you should calm down. And, that’s a disgusting nickname. No wonder he can’t stand you.”
Pansy hissed, “You’ll regret kicking me to the curb, Draco Malfoy. You’ll realize what you’re missing. And I don’t guarantee that I’ll take you back when you come crawling for forgiveness.”
“And I promise that will never happen.”
Short, I know. But I’ve got plot bunnies that belong in the next chappy.