Harry Potter and the Daughter of Azkaban's Embrace

The United Four

During the night when everyone was asleep, I watched Pansy asleep she irritates me. That daughter of the two-timing dog. I stood up to go to the bathroom good thing no one goes in there because of Moaning Murtle I didn't care as I needed to go. I walked in the dark I hid when I saw someone it was Professor Snape walk by his cloak I made sure I didn't get seen. I don't want to see anyone right now. I walked into the bathroom I sighed when I went in. After I was done I looked at my reflection I sighed as I lifted my shirt. "What are those?" I screamed but I sighed as it was just her "Don't scare me like that please." I begged she nodded. I looked at my scars as she was watching as well. I almost teared up but I stopped when I thought I saw someone. But no one was I sighed in relief I didn't want anyone to see my scars. I went straight back to the commons to go back to sleep. But I couldn't go back I stayed up for some time.

The following morning I was tired from lack of sleep but we were allowed to I went to the table where the trio was and some kids were sceptical. But I shrugged them off and went to sit with Harry, Ron, and Hermione.

Ron leans in his voice low, "I'm telling you, Narcissa gives me the creeps. Do you see the way she looks at all of us? It's like she's keeping track of us." Hermione nods in agreement. "I know she's watching everyone, waiting for someone to slip up." Harry glances around the Great Hall, making sure Aunt Narcissa isn't listening. "I noticed it, too. She's so calm and collected. But something is unsettling about her." I frown, my brow furrowed. "I don't think she's that bad. She's just.....intense. And she is my aunt, so I am a little biased." Ron raised his eyebrow. "Intense? That's one way to put it. I think creepy is a better word." We see Aunt Narcissa and laugh awkwardly, ensuring we are overlooked.

"I don't get why everyone is staring at us," Hermione raised an eyebrow. We're just having a discussion." "It's because Druella is a Slytherin. Normally, Gryffindor's and Slytherin's are rivals. People still think Slytherins are bad."

I rolled my eyes. "That's not fair to make that speculation because I am a Slytherin. I'm not your rival. We're just friends." Harry puts a reassuring hand on me. "We know Druella, let's not focus on that. We are The United Four." I nod in agreement. Ron mumbled, "Blimey, I can't believe Narcissa bought Hermione Crookshanks. And to think she got Morgana for Druella last year." I giggle. "I am her niece, so that is different, but she bought Crookshanks for Hermione."

Hermione pats Ron's head. "Oh Ron, don't be such a git. I'm just glad to have Crookshanks now." I giggle. "I love Morgana, but she can be a handful." Ron "a handful? That's one way to put it. Morgana is a bloody menace, chasing Scabbers all over the castle last year." I smile fondly. "And speaking of pets, have you noticed Morgana's eyes? One blue and one yellow is unique." Hermione: "Yes, I've seen them. Her eyes are beautiful." Ron "Beautiful? They're bloody unsettling. I mean, what is up with that." I explained, "Oh Ron, don't be such a scaredy cat. Her eyes are just a mix of heritage. She's a special girl." Harry: "And she's got a special owner. You two are a match made in heaven." I blushed, looking pleased. Ron just rolled his eyes.

Harry. "The food looks perfect." Hermione smiles in agreement. Ron is eating. He turns to me, offering me some bacon. I turn it down. "It's Monday; I don't eat meat Sunday through Wednesday; I am a flexitarian." They all look at me, confused. Hermione, "How does that work for you?" I explain, "Well, I do not eat meat Monday through Wednesday. I mainly eat fruits and vegetables. I eat dairy products as well. Thursday through Saturday, I eat meat and more junk food. I have that system to keep me healthy."

I sat at the table, my spoon hovering over my breakfast, I didn't feel like eating today. I pushed the food away as Ron ranted across from me. "Who thought it was a good idea to put her in charge? She's a joke! Narcissa, the Headmistress of Hogwarts...ha! More like the Queen of Darkness, ruling with an iron fist...or should I say, an iron wand?"