Alice is just 11 years old when she finds out she's a witch and has to attend a magic school. Her life's been pretty ordinary; although she has never known her true family, she's found one in her foster parents. However, everything will change when...
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https://youtu.be/k7AeEbYy9ZoThe next day, Alice told Astoria, Daphne and Hermione to meet her in front of the girls' bathroom located in the second floor. She had chosen that place to try out her plan because it was the gloomiest, most depressing bathroom and no one ever used it thanks to the ghost who haunted it. She kept having tantrums and flooding the place, which made girls very reluctant to visit Moaning Myrtle's bathroom. Alice had woken up early and had spent all morning using the charms she had studied. The ill-maintained bathroom was now prepared to eject anyone who wasn't pureblood out of it. That's why she called Hermione, who she was sure was muggle-born, and the Greengrass sisters, who were pureblood beyond doubt.
"Thanks for doing this 'Mione. I know you had to skip Astronomy." She said, although Hermione didn't seem too worried about her missed lesson. "It's already enchanted. Let's hope it works."
And so, Daphne stepped in the bathroom first, along with Astoria, and as predicted, nothing happened. The girls made a gesture from the poorly lighted bathroom so that Hermione would enter too. She then trod in very slow and cautious steps, aware that anything could happen at any time. She continued walking in that specific way until she reached to be in the same spot as the Greengrass sisters. She turned around to look at Alice with a compassionate gape, as that meant the enchantment hadn't work. Alice, however, only glanced back with confusion in her eyes and soon enough, it happened. Hermione suddenly was shoved out of the bathroom as if someone was pushing her from the back.
Alice's mouth crooked into a small smile. The enchantment had worked on Hermione, what meant it would work on her too. Taking a deep breath, Alice starting walking into the lonely bathroom in the same way Hermione had a few moments before. When she made it next to her awaiting friends, she stayed put, in case she met the same fate as Hermione. After a minute, longer than what had taken the muggle-born friend to be thrown out, Daphne looked at her with a wide smile. Alice, on the contrary, was shocked.
"So, it's true..." Said her friend, truly happy the plan had been successful.
"I'm a pureblood." Alice said quietly, not believing it yet.
"Hey!" An unexpected shriek made the girls jump, each of them looking in a different direction, in search of the source of the cry. They didn't anticipate at all the translucent former Ravenclaw student with pimples and thick glasses flying right up to their faces. "What are you doing here?!"
"We were just... Visiting." Alice managed to say, that being the only thing she came up with.
"No one ever visits poor, miserable, moaning Myrtle!" Said the sad ghost, apparently outraged. "Why did you come here?!"
With one shared look, the three pureblood witches ran out of the bathroom, going straight through Moaning Myrtle's diaphanous body. They all laughed as they met Hermione outside, Myrtle's screeches fading in the background.
"I'm so glad I got pushed out of there..." Hermione admitted, relieved she didn't have to deal with the ghost. "So, what are you going to do now?" She asked as they walked away from the bathroom.
"Are you going to talk to Snape?" Astoria added.
"I think he knows that I know." Alice drawled. "But still, why wouldn't he tell me? If he knew about my existence, why didn't he come for me? Instead of leaving me an orphan and living with a foster family..." After mentioning her parents, she contemplated the possibility that the reason they left may have been linked with the Professor. "Wait, could it be he had something to do with my parents leaving me?"
Daphne shook her head. "I can't say, Al. But I'm sure he had his reasons to stay away."
"And that's not the saddest part." Alice continued, more irritated than earlier. "Malfoy was the one who told me. He knows more about my family than I do myself."
"Talking of the devil..." Hermione had seen him coming before anyone else, but Malfoy was marching towards them with a smugly stride. Alice felt her blood boil as he got closer, and her friends became aware of that. The moment she'd seen him, it had all made sense. Why he'd asked her out to Hogsmeade, the Christmas present, the out-of-character nice comments. "We'd better go."
"Listen, I-" He started, but Alice didn't even let him finish.
"No, you listen." She pointed at him, taking him aback. "Drop the act. I know why you keep on asking me out. You just were interested in my lineage, as it's all you care about. I'll say this once more and I hope I don't have to repeat it again. Leave me alone."
Unlike Alice, he stayed calm. "I didn't ask you out because of that."
"Yeah, right. I bet you wanted to get closer to me so Snape would favour you more, if that's even possible."
"No, that's not it either."
Alice threw her hands up in exasperation. She knew he must have had an underlaying reason for how he'd been acting since the beginning of the course. "Then why on earth would you ask me out? To see how I'd react? See if I'd say yes and then laugh about it with your mates?"
"No." He plainly shrugged his shoulders. "Could it be that maybe I fancy you?"
"Ha! No..." She scoffed, mockingly and having a really hard time to convinced by him.
"I don't know," Draco was unbothered, and even dedicated her a cocky grin. "maybe you had me all wrong." She certainly did not expect that. Now Alice was the one who'd been taken aback.
That was the last time Alice and Draco talked until the school year ended. Alice tried her best to avoid any interaction with the platinum blond boy. She was still to wary of him. Although what he had said about her family was true, she was too doubtful of him whenever he told her his sudden attentiveness to her had nothing to do with ulterior purposes. He continued to be nice to her, and ask her out whenever he could, earning baffled looks from everyone who heard about it. Regarding Snape, on the other hand, the teacher didn't mention anything to her, and Alice wasn't sure if doing so was a good idea.
However, Alice was elated for the summer holidays which she knew were going to be great, as she was going to go over Daphne and Astoria's home once their classes at Hogwarts had finished. The sisters had finally convinced their parents to let her stay with them, conveniently after the word had scattered around that Alice was a pureblood all along. She hadn't liked all the questions and comments directed at her when everyone found out at first, but then she looked at the brighter side, which meant she wouldn't have to put up with any more denigrating blood-related remarks from some of her fellow Slytherin classmates. Of course, that also meant some of those people felt more open to talk to her and get closer to her. From now on she'd have to be very careful when choosing any new friendships. From now on, there were only a few people she could trust.
