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 wear 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 -1 ~ The Express


Kavie sighed softly to herself in amazement. She still couldn\'t believe it, she was a witch, an honest to freaking Goddess witch! Her. Katerina Violet Morgan aka Morganus.

\"Ok, your turn now, dear.\"

Kavie blinked and then smiled at the kind face of her new foster mother, Molly Weasley. Molly was actually her cousin by marriage. Her mother had been a Weasley, Arthur\'s youngest aunt in fact. Her parents, Chane and Virginia Morganus had been on a holiday in America with her and her elder brother twelve years ago when they had gotten into a horrible car crash, or so she\'d been told. Both her parents and her brother had died. She\'d had three busted ribs, a broken leg and a skull fracture, not to mention a deep gash over one eye and various burns on her legs. The gash had long since healed and was now a thin silvery scar that followed the line of her left brow and stopped at her temple. Any identification her parents had had was destroyed when the car caught fire, a fire thouldould not die out until the car and her families bodies were a smoldering ruin. Thankfully a passerby had seen the wreck and had stopped pulling her bloody body from the car. So not knowing who her parents were or if she had any other family she had become a ward of the state, being passed from one foster family to the next. The families were always too scared to keep her because things seemed to break or start on fire when she was angry.

She had come to the Ministry of Magic in Salem\'s attention last year when she\'d made a car levitate that was about to run over her foster sister and when she pulled a Carrie on her high school gym, burning it down. Through some diligent digging they had quickly discovered that she was one of the missing Morganus\'. Soon after that she was brought to the Weasley home and told she had a family.

She had joyfully adapted to her new life and large family, taking to magic like a duck to water. The youngest Weasleys had been at Hogwarts when she arrived, so she\'d spent the first six months getting to know Molly and Arthur and the twins, Fred and George. Charlie and Bill had visited her a few times and Percy was a regular at weekend dinners. She got to know Ron and Ginny by owl and they played Penpal back and forth. Ron\'s sweetheart Hermione had even wrote her a few times, telling how perfectly annoying Ron was and how happy she should be that she didn\'t have to live with him for a few months, she had also sent tips on how to learn spells easier. Harry had sent letters full of stories about Ron\'s exploits and many, many Quidditch tales, joking about how he was glad he didn\'t have to cram six years of school into eight months when he\'d had the whole wizard thing sprung on him.

She shook out of her revelry and took a tentative run at the wall. When she made it onto platform nine and three quarters, she pushed her cart next the others, giving the kitten asleep in her purse a small pat. She hugged Molly and Arthur good-bye and gave Fred and George each a kiss on the cheek and a punch in the arm, before boarding the train. The five of them found an empty compartment near the back and settled in. Five meaning Ron, Ginny, Harry, Hermione and Kavie.

\"I think it\'s really cool that they finally got a dining car this year.\" Ron exclaimed with undisguised glee. \"We have to get something to eat soon I\'m dying.\"

Kavie laughed while Harry and Hermione rolled there eyes.

\"By the gods, Ron, if I didn\'t know better I\'d swear you were a pothead.\"

She noticed Harry giving her a funny look.

\"Cause he has the munchies all the time.\"

Another blank look.

\"You know from smoking pot? Weed? Marijuana?\"

She then got three blank looks and a raised eyebrow.

\"Never mind.\" She muttered, picking at a stray thread on her cargo pocket.

After they had been sitting and talking for about a half hour, Hermione went to join the other prefects for a while and Ginny went to go find her friends, leaving Kavie with the boys. She was bored to tears in mere minutes as they started in on their favorite topic, Quidditch. She sighed and started looking over the study guide Hermoine had generously put together for her. She had to take her O.W.L.s after Christmas break and was worried about doing well. The Quidditch talk only got worse when Seamus Finnigan and Dean Thomas visited their car. Kavie was staring at her trunk, contemplating getting out one of her uniform ties and hanging herself when Ron brought up the dining car again.

\"I\'m hungry, let\'s go get something to eat, huh? I\'ve been wanting to try out the new dining car since I heard of it.\"

\"Me too, I\'m up for it.\" Seamus said.

Dean nodded.

They all got up and filed out the door. Harry turned back and looked at her.\"You coming, Kavie?\"

She thought for a second. A car full of students who were going to gawk at her and whisper behind her back and prolly laugh at the way she dressed. She wrinkled her nose and shook her head.

\"No thanks, I\'m good. I have a couple sandwiches Molly packed me and some muffins I snagged from from breakfast.\"

Harry gave her an understanding smile and nodded. \"I\'ll bring you back some pumpkin juice and some chocolate frogs, ok?\"

\"Thanks, Harry.\"

She went back to studying, mentally checking off the spells she needed more work on. All the sudden a gray and black colored furball launched it\'s self into her lap. She let out a small squeak and looked down into a pair of bright green eyes.

\"What\'s up Little D? You bored?\" she asked, rubbing her kittens tummy as he swatted at her hair.

\"Ok, Dragon let me get your string.\"

She set the gray and black tabby on the floor and went to look through her things for the braided rope with the tassel on the end. She\'d seen Dragon in the window of the pet shop in Diagon Alley and had fallen in love. She had taken him back to the Burrow to show him off and tell them what she named him. Which oddly caused her and Ron\'s first brother and sister like argument.

\"This is Draco.\" She\'d said, holding the kitten out to Ron and Harry, after having burst into Ron\'s room without knocking.

\"Draco?!\" they had yelled.

\"Kay, you can\'t name your bloody cat Draco! It\'s a bloody awfully stupid slimy name.\" Ron had yelled in protested disgust.

She had cuddled the kitten to her chest defensively and yelled back. \"Draco is a fine name. It fits him too, he\'s fierce and attacks anything that moves. And look,\" she held out the kitten to them again, running her fingers over his head and front legs.\"These marks look like scales see?\"

\"Not Draco, Kay, anything but that bloody name.\" Ron had grumped wearing his mutinous expression that she knew meant \' I see your point but I\'ll be damned if I\'ll agree with it\'.

The kitten then wiggled out of her hands and dropped to the floor with a soft thud. He then started bouncing around on the floor attacking Ron\'s toes and dashing under the bed when he made a grab for him. Then he leaped on top of Ron\'s desk, scattering papers all over the floor and smacking at Pig\'s cage, sending the owl in into terrified ear piercing screeches.

\"It\'s a dumb name and it\'s dumb of you to name your stupid funny looking cat that. His name should be Ugly Bugger or Bloody Little Demon Bastard.\" He\'d yelled, picking the kitten up by the scruff, stopping him from swatting at Pig.

Kavie had snatched the kitten from him and had been ready to whack him over the head with his Chudly Cannons novelty broomstick, when Harry spoke up. He\'d been watching the whole argument with a slight stunned expression. He told her that Draco was the name of a kid at school who was their mortal enemy. He was always causing trouble with them and calling them names.

She\'d glared at Ron. \"Why the hell didn\'t you just say so instead of being such an ass!\" she yelled, smacking him with his pillow. \"I\'m naming him Dragon then and if you don\'t like it you can just shove it up your ass Ron Weasley!\" She then stomped out the door slamming it behind her.

She found the homemade cat toy in the bottom of her bag and turned around just as a gray tipped tail disappeared through the partially open compartment door.

\"Dragon!\" She She got up quickly and shoved the door open causing the kitten to dash off down the aisle tail fluffed in fright.

\"Shit. Dragon! No don\'t run! Here kitty, kitty, kitty.\" She crooned, following him slowly so she wouldn\'t scare him again.

She was about to do an immobilizing spell when she realized she\'d left her wand back in the car.

\"Boy are you starting to rely on magic too much, Morganus. How hard can it be to catch one little kitten?\" she muttered to herself.

Pretty damn hard, she thought after nearly grabbing him for the fifth time. The little bugger would wait until she was within an inch of catching him and he\'d take off again. She chased him up and down the aisle twice, regretting that she hadn\'t named him Bloody Little Demon Bastard like Ron had suggested. She landed on her knees on the last futile grab watching his tail disappear through another partially open door. She was about to get up and call Dragon again when she heard a low groan. She paused, still on her knees, looking at the three inch gap in the door curiously. She was wondering if she should knock and ask the person if they were alright when they groaned again this time louder. Her eyes went wide. \' That\'s a guy! \' she thought, \' And he\'s definitely not in any pain.\'

Her lips curved in a devious smile and she moved closer to the door, peering into the gap, all thoughts of her kitten forgotten in her voyeurism. The first thing she saw was blonde hair, so light in color that it was nearly white. The next thing she noticed was that he was cute! In a Spike from Buffy kind of way. Her eyes slid downward, taking in his slouched position and the charcoal gray shirt that was pulled up above his belly button. It showed off his toned abs and the faint line of darker blonde hair that trailed downwards drawing the eye to the black slacks and emerald green boxers that were pushed to mid thigh. But it was what was between the two that held her attention.

Held in one long fingered hand was the most beautiful erection she had seen in all her sexually deviant seventeen years. She watched in surprised lust as his hand moved up and down his rigid seven inch length, his head tilted back, bottom lip firmly clamped between his teeth. She moved closer, her face nearly pressed into the gap as his strokes got wilder. His back arched a bit as his hips tilted up, hand movements becoming a blur. et oet out a soft strangled groan as his cum spilled over his hand. A couple stray drops shot upwards, one hitting his shirt, the other landing just below his bottom lip. She couldn\'t control the involuntary noise she made when his tongue flicked out, slowly licking off the drop. His head snapped towards the door and she scrambled backwards.

Draco heard the noise and caught a flash of movement out of the corner of his eye. He growled. If Crabbe was spying on him again he\'d flay the skin from his fat arse. He had caught Crabbe staring at him in the showers last year and the stupid prat had actually had the gall to grab his bum when he got on the train. He adjusted his clothes and muttered a cleansing spell, getting up and moving towards the door. He shoved open the door, a fierce scowl on his face.

\"By the Gods, Crabbe, I\'m going to . . .\" his angry words trailed off as he took in the sight before him.

It was a girl. But she didn\'t look like any girl he had ever seen before. Her hair was done up in pigtails that though they were pulled up high on the back of her head, their length still managed to reach nearly to her waist. Her hair looked to be a dark rich coffee color except for the two strands she\'d left loose to fall on her cheeks, they were a golden blonde tipped in crimson. His gaze moved downward following the line of her bangs to the writing on her clingy black t-shirt. The word Bitchcraft was scrolled across her ample chen gln glittering purple script. He took in the matching purple belt with the spikes and the three varying lengths of chain that were hooked to her left front belt loop, the longest dangling to her knees. Her black cargo pants were a bit faded and were cut off just below the knee. He smirked as he looked at the purple and black striped stockings that showed between the bottoms of her pants and the tops of her scuffed black boots. She seems to have a fondness for purple, he thought, his eyes flicking back to her face. He blinked as he finally looked into her eyes for the first time. They were circled by oval metal framed glasses that complimented their slanted shape. \'By the Gods even her eyes are purple!\'

\"What are you doing out here?\" Draco demanded, wand still pointed at her.

Kavie stared at him, her face flushed with guilt and embarrassment. She gestured to the compartment behind him. \"My-my cat, he got loose and w-went into your car, I was just wait-waiting for him to come out.\"

Draco looked down at the small gray and black tabby who had started rubbing against his leg. He stuck his wand in his pocket and picked up the purring kitten, looking him over. \' He\'s a cute little thing, odd how those marks on his head look like scales.\' He looked at the silver tag on the kitten\'s collar, the front of it said Dragon, the other side said Pet of K.V. Morganus. \' Dragon, huh? Seems appropriate.\' He moved closer to this K.V., holding out the kitten to her, unable to surpress the thrill he felt when she took the kitten, cuddling him to her and stepped back. He knew he should turn around and go back into his car, but his calculating, predatory nature was calling to him. It was telling him he needed to see if she tasted as good as she smelled and see just how far she could be pushed.

She stepped back another step, her boot hitting the wall, intimidated by his height and the cool predatory look in his grayish blue eyes. \' Man he\'s tall. Why does he look so familiar?\' She thought as he stepped closer, he topped her five foot three inched self by nearly a foot. He loomed over her, hands going to rest on either side of her shoulders, trapping her against the wall. Dragon, who was now pressed between their bodies, purred loudly showing his trust of this man. A cat-who-caught-the-canary smile spread across his lips, making her shiver. \' Man, I hope you aren\'t wrong about this guy, D. For my sake.\'

\"Watching me were you? Did you like what you saw?\"

She gasped as his head tilted down, his lips barely an inch from hers.

\"Care for a taste?\"

He was just about to kiss her when something hit him hard in the ear.\"Ow! What the fuck!\" he yelled, cupping his ear and moving away from Kavie.

\"Get off her, Malfoy!\"

Tbothboth turned and looked in amazement at Harry and Ron who were striding quickly down the aisle towards them. Ron had his wand pointed at Draco and Harry was getting ready to throw one of the packages in his hands again. He had pelted Draco with one of her chocolate frogs. Draco stepped away from her, his mouth turned down, nostrils flared like he smelled something bad in what she would quickly come to recognize as his I hate Potter face.

\"I swear, Potty, do you always go around throwing food at people who are having a snog? It\'s no wonder you don\'t have a girlfriend. And Weasel it must be such a chore to have to kiss the mudblood, though she has filled out quite a bit this year.\"

Ron\'s face turned the same shade of maroon as his annual Weasley jumper. He stopped right in infront of Draco stepping between him and Kavie, wand pointed at his nose.

\"Shut it, Ferret Face. Snog? This prat forced a kiss on you, Kay?\" he growled.

Harry, who\'d been watching them, glaring, took in Kavie\'s dazed look and flushed face, jumping to conclusions. He cursed, dropping the frogs and nudging aside Ron. He grabbed Draco\'s shirt in one fist threateningly.

\"What did you do to Kavie, Malfoy? If you\'ve hurt her I swear I\"ll . . . I\'ll . .\"

\"You\'ll what?\" Draco spat, shoving Harry away from him. \"Sputter at me and wrinkle my clothes?\"

\'What the hell are they so pissed about? Not that I don\'t enjoy Potter being td fod for whatever reason but it\'s not like I go around molesting unwilling girls, quite the opposite in fact. What\'s with this one? Was she Potter\'s girl? \' Draco thought, eyeing them with a disgusted sneer.

\"Malfoy!\" Kavie said suddenly, drawing all of their gazes. \"You\'re Draco Malfoy?\"

Kavie blinked at him sadly, trying to clear the scents of sandalwood and citrus hair gel from her nose. Her brain was whirling from lust, shock and the tiniest bit of fearful excitement that Draco\'s nearness had caused.

Draco raised a brow at her. \"In the flesh.\"

She looked sick for a moment then shouted, \"Bloody fucking hell! That\'s just great, just fucking great!\"

She sounded so much like Mrs. Weasley right then that they all flinched, watching her stomp off in a collective state of male confusion.. They all blinked at each other for a moment then Ron pointed his wand at Draco again.

\"Stay the hell away from my cousin!\"

\"Cousin?\" Draco croaked, watching Kavie\'s hips sway as she moved down the aisle.

He recovered and put on his usual sneer of contempt.

\"Don\'t worry Weasel, I wouldn\'t contaminate myself by associating with anyone of your blood.\" he said, going back to his compartment and shutting the door hard.

\'Cousin?!\' his brain screamed.

The next couple of hours were slightly strained back in the groups car. Kavie spent most of her time staring out of the window. Ron was sitting next to Hermione in a dark mood and Harry was sulking beside Kavie. He and Ron had asked what Malfoy had done to her so many times that she had finally yelled \"Nothing!\" and refused to talk for the rest of the trip. Hermione had watched it all with a bewildered expression but knew better then to question Kavie anymore and Ginny was glaring at them all muttering, \"Nobody ever tells me anything!\"