Hermione Zabini

Chapter Eleven

Ron's POV

Pansy Parkinson had just walked into the room with two guys behind her. The room had gone quiet. It was a perfect opportunity to go yell at the Slytherin table, again. As Pansy took a seat, I arrived at the table. Smirking down at all of them with a smirk worthy of a Malfoy. "And who do we have here?" Pansy glared at me. "These are my older brothers, now go away Weasel." I shake my head. "I don't think so. Last I saw you, you were an only child. So, who were your 'brothers' before?" Pansy and her brothers glance at each other. They all grin at each other. "I'll give you one hint, Gryffindork." the blue eyed one says. "Spiders. Teddy bear." Says the green eyed one. I gasp. "Fred and George?" "Wrong! Cayden and Cole Parkinson, thank you very much." I gape. Half my siblings haven't even been my siblings. Unable to say anything else, I stumble back to the Gryffindor table. Harry looks at me with concern as I sit down. "What's wrong, mate?" He asks. I sigh. "Well, Fred and George aren't Fred and George, apparently. According to them, they're Cayden and Cole Parkinson. As far as I could tell, they weren't under any curses either. It's just weird, you know? Fred, George, and Ginny-or, I guess, Cayden, Cole, and Kayla- aren't my siblings. Only Bill, Charlie, and Percy are actually related to me." Harry nods sympathetically. "Sorry, mate. I know it's weird. I mean, they felt like my siblings too-your mum basically adopted me anyways, so in a sense they were." I frown. "Well, as long as they're Slytherins, they are most definitely not my siblings or friends. All Slytherins are evil snakes."

Theo's POV

Ari hasn't spoken to Draco since she found out the truth. I feel rather guilty, as Draco looks forlorn every time she enters the room. On the flip slide, however, Ari spends a lot more time with me these days. I've been taking it slow in repairing our relationship, letting her decide the pace. And it's paid off-she kissed me on the cheek last night. When Pansy showed up with her older brothers, I was hardly surprised-the other important Slytherin families, Malfoy, Zabini, and Nott had some, so why not Parkinson? It seems that stolen children run in the house this year.  After the Weasel stormed back to his table, I chuckle just a little bit. "He's quite unimaginative, isn't he? After all, that's the same speech he's given, oh, four times now?" A girl over at the Hufflepuff table, next to us, turns around and glares. She's rather pretty, really, although not as exquisite as Ariana. She has light red hair, clear skin, and pale blue eyes. She looks an awful lot like Weasel, actually. Then the girl speaks, in a clear, melodic voice. "That's a rather rude thing to say, isn't it? You Slytherins really are as cruel as they say." I roll my eyes. "Well, darling, we are Slytherins for a reason." Ariana smirks at me. Most girls would be jealous if a boy they were, well close to called another girl 'darling', but I only call girls that when I'm being sarcastic. Thinking that it's the end of any interaction I'll ever have with her, I turn back around to finish my breakfast.  Of course, I'm proven wrong later that day.

Blaise's POV

It's break time, and we're all lounging in the courtyard. Theo and Ari are laughing at a joke that Pansy just told, and Pansy's brothers are talking with Kayla. Lydia and Nate are hanging out with Astoria and Daphne. Draco and his goons are nowhere to be seen, for after the stunt he pulled with Ari and Theo, nobody speaks to him. The girl that Theo was talking to at breakfast enters the courtyard, looking around. Theo spots her and calls out. "Oi! C'mere!" She walks over, an eyebrow arched. "And what do you lot want?" she demands. I smirk. "Careful, love. Slytherins, especially us, are not people to demand things from." She rolls her eyes. "And why is that? Oh wait, let me guess. Is it your oh-so-pure blood? Or am I supposed to be scared of your Deatheater daddies?" Pansy cackles. "Oh, she's too funny. But yes, both of those reasons. Also, our families are rich, we have ins at the Ministry, and we outnumber you. Also, women can be scary too-our moms sure are." The girl rolls her eyes again and mock cowers. "Oh, I'm so scared! Please, spare me, your humble servant, oh great Slytherin overlords. Is that good enough for ya?" Ari grins. "Oh, I like this one. You have to admit, Pansy, that was pretty good." Ari says this with a genuine laugh and smile. "I'm Ariana Zabini. The rest of them are rude heathens that can't bother to introduce themselves. What's your name?" The girl gives a small, nervous smile. "Heidi." Theo smirks. "Got a surname, Heidi?" She nods. "I do. But I don't think you're deserving of it yet."

Heidi's POV

When Theodore Nott calls me over to where he and the other Slytherins are sitting. I'm not sure why he wants to talk to me, but I go anyways. Blaise Zabini and Pansy Parkinson mock me when I ask what they want, until Ariana Zabini, formerly one of my brother's best friends, starts laughing at my clap back. I introduce myself,  but don't give my surname. They'd surely hate me if I gave it. The way Theo is acting, most girls would think that he likes me. But I've seen him around, and I know that he is head over heels for Ariana. 

Once you get to know them, the little group of Slytherin royalty isn't so bad after all. Perhaps because I'm in Hufflepuff, the most neutral House of all. It gets me thinking - what if I could be a peacemaker between Slytherin and Gryffindor, promote house unity? 

A few weeks pass, and I continue to hang out with the Slytherins. Eventually, I sigh. "I should probably tell you who I am now. You might not like it, though." Ariana gives me an encouraging smile. "Go ahead. We've all had to tell our version of that story once or twice." "Alright, then," I say, and I begin.

Wow, its been a LONG time since I posted! But here ya go. Heidi was actually something I made up while writing this chapter. Her mission of house unity will be part of a subplot here. See ya next time!

Word count: 1054

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