What Goes On Behind Closed Doors In Slytherin

Chapter One

The New Girl

Disclaimer; I do not own anything only my character ‘Goldie’
and the plot.

(A/N: Yes this story is based on myself as a new character)

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Draco

Every thing
was set, I was in my compartment thinking about how everything was working out
as planned, I was head boy I had the top marks in Hogwarts, by performing a
curse on that mudblood Granger, and I had successfully became a Death Eater and
helped the Dark lord rise once again. The one thing I had not counted on was
her. I thought looking at the girl
who now sat across from me in the compartment.

Her name was Goldie and she had
recently enrolled at Hogwarts. She was the daughter of my father’s best friend
Nott, who had been hiding out in Paris with his estranged wife and daughter
from the Dark lord, but as everyone knows it is only a matter of time before He
will find you. It has been proven loads of times, with Potters parents and now
with Nott, yet Nott thought he was smarter then the Dark lord. How wrong he was
in the end it was his own daughter who had ratted him out. And even though with
the Dark lord it was that he did not just kill you, He killed your whole family
he had spared Goldie. I myself wondered what countless other Death Eaters
wondered, why He had spared her. He had told me the same reason He told all the
others she would be useful. I personally could see many reasons for her
usefulness, but what her value to the Dark lord was, was beyond me. The funny
thing was she knew when we came for her father and killed her mother and
brother in front if her she just laughed. She was not emotional or anything as
useless as that nonsense. It was stupid to show weakness to Him. He had asked
her what was so funny when He turned his wand towards her.

“And what, my dear is so funny?”
He had asked her. Stunned that she was not trying to fight Him. “And for that
matter why aren’t you cowering in front of me like they did? Are you not too
afraid that I will waste you like I did your family? Are you not mournful of
there deaths?”

“I am not cowering in front of
you because I do not think people who are murdered by yourself are wastedey
ey
are merely paying their debt to you. My father has betrayed you and my mother
has lived with this knowledge for three years. My brother is in debt to you
because when he turned of age carrying my father’s blood he did not try to
contact you to become a Death Eater.” She said and by this time the dark lord
had become fascinated with her and had lowered His wand.

“How do you know all this child?
Your mother surly did not tell you this?” He had said with a look that plainly
said that He did not wish to kill her anymore.

“I have been following the dark
arts since I was a child and let me tell you that I no longer feel the need to
respect mudbloods and muggles the way my mom did!”

Back on the train it seemed as
though Goldie would never be able to do dark arts.

“So Draco,” She started jolting
me from my thoughts. “You never told me what house you, and possibly me, are
in?”

“I am in Slytherin, and you most
definitely will be too. Unless you’d rather be in Gryffindor with our resident
celebrity, Harry Potter and the Mudbloods?” I asked with my trademark smirk.

Goldie

I almost
melted as Draco gave me his trademark smirk.

“No I’d
rather be with you and the purebloods in Slytherin. That was where my father
was when he was here and up until three years ago he was on the right track.” I
said quickly assuring him that I had every intention of keeping to what I had
been teaching my self over the past five years.

“That
reminds me I need to show you around to every body in my, and soon to be our
house. And I think that a round of detentions is in order for Potty, Mudblood
and Weasel.” Draco said talking gibberish that I did not understand.

“Who are these people that you speak so kindly of?”
I asked for clarification. “And what do you mean byyes\"> ‘show me around to people?’ You speak of me as if I’m a
new broomstick!” I said with a smile, which told me, and possibly him that I
would not mind being ‘his’.

“They are the dream team of Gryffindor they are a
favorite among the teachers except for Snape, our head of house. And they
always get good marks even though they are completely useless.” he paused to
think. “I think that we will first go to see Pansy and the other girls you will
be sharing a dorm with. They have been anxious to meet you ever since I sent
them an owl at the beginning of August saying that you’d be joining them this
year.”

As we proceeded up the hall of
the scarlet train I couldn’t help but notice how many people seemed to
positively reek of muggle parentage. They were all dressed up as if they were
going to be told they had been selected to be Minster of magic. Some girls where
wearing oddly colored muggle blouses and skits, while the guys where wearing
dress pants and white button up shirts with collars. I had to ask.

“This
Dumbledore sure lets in a lot of muggle bourns and Mudbloods, doesn’t he?” I
asked with a look of utter disgust plastered on my face.

“Yes, the
witch who was getting the highest marks in all her classes until last year was
muggle born. She was a disgrace to all us purebloods up until last year, until
I ‘helped’ her flunk her potions essaythe the end of term.” He replied with the
same look on his face that I still wore on mine.

Once we got to the end of the
hall and stopped, Draco turned to me.

“You’ll want to watch out For
Pansy,” He said with a look of sincerity on his face. “If she thinks that
you’ll be competition for her, which think you may, she can get nasty.” Then
with out another word he opened the sliding door to reveal five seventh grade
girls.

Kisses
~*Goldie*~