His Little Feather

Heather Slater

"Heather! come along now we are going to be late!". Shit. I had completely forgotten today was the first day of school where I would be attending Hogwarts as a fifth year student. You would think my old man would want to be here to send me off but nope he had "work", whatever that means.

"How the fuck is it already 9:30?" I scoffed to myself. the train leaves at 11 but my Aunt insisted we get there early so I can find some dim-witted asshole to sit next to. I brushed out my long, silky blond hair, I had already done it so the ends of it curled up just how I liked it. I was wearing a black turtle neck with a green printed flannel and a black denim skirt.

I put on my rings and chains and made my way down stairs , spritzing my lavender perfume before I left my room. I practically creeped down the stairs savoring every last step. "My god child you take ages to get ready" my aunt said while shaking her head.

"Looking this hot doesn't come easily Auntie" I said with a wink and a smile. she scoffed at this remark but soon smiled after.

"Your father needs to know if you have your meds packed?" said my aunt hesitantly. "He "needs" to know? The bastard should've showed up himself to ask me that then." I said rolling my eyes. My father and I have absolutely no relationship. I believe its because he blames me for moms death but Auntie swears its not. "Language young lady! and Come on heather, you know he would've been here if he could." said my aunt with a sympathetic smile.

"Oh please, he wouldn't show up if I was dying." I said with a glare.

After what felt like a decade we finally arrived to platform 9 and 3/4. "Well sweetie this is as far as I go." my aunt said handing me my carry on. "You think ill make it to Slytherin?" I asked trying to stall from getting on the train. My aunt suddenly looked uncomfortable. "well sweetie whatever house you get into we will be proud. lets hope its a good one though! wouldn't want you in danger!" my aunt said jokingly.

What the fuck did that mean? Danger? "On you go then" she said showing me towards the train. "But auntie I-" she cut me off "I love you heather. stay safe." she said with a smile and just like that I was off to Hogwarts.

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I was walking down the trains hallways when I thumped right into someone. "Fuck" I said stumbling onto the ground.

"Oh my I'm so sorry!" said a brunette girl apologetically. "Are you hurt!" she asked with a terrified look while helping me up. i straightened out my clothes and said "I'm alright no need to make a scene" I said rubbing the now throbbing lump on the back of my head.

"Oh alright. Well I'm Hermione Granger! Pleased to need you!" she said sticking her right hand out. Oh gross. How can someone be so positive. I decided to not be a complete bitch since I need a chance at some friends here. "Heather. Heather Slater." i said shaking her hand.

"No way!" she practically screamed. "You're Dimitri and Jade Slaters daughter!" I cringed at the sound of my fathers name. "Yes. That's mommy and daddy." I said sarcastically. "Your mother is a descendent of Salazar Slytherin!" she said.

"When she was alive yes." I said knowing this would end the conversation about my family. "Oh my. How completely insensitive of me." she said with a frown. "Here! come sit with us! My token to you for letting my brain speak before my heart!"

before I could answer she had grabbed my arm and took me to where she was seated.

When we walked in I saw a young red head boy who I didnt pay much attention to. Then I saw him. The Harry Potter. The only survivor of Avada Kedavra. "This is Ro-" I cut her off "Holy shit. You're Harry Potter." I said trying not to sound too impressed. The red head scoffed and Hermione giggled. "Why yes. I am." The quiet boy said.

I studied him intensely. "Heather. Heather Slater." I said after an uncomfortable staring fest settled in between Harry and I. "Fuck" said the red head turning to Hermione "you didnt tell us you brought fucking Slytherin royalty with you!" he said his voice cracking just a tad which made me giggle.

"Calm down Ron!" Hermione said rolling her eyes. "I'm not Slytherin royalty. Hell I might not even be Slytherin." i said trying to lighten the mood but the three just looked at each other. "Right. a fucking descendant of Salazar Slytherin isn't a going to be Slytherin." Ron said scoffing.

"Don't be rude Ron. Is this your first year?" asked Harry. Holy fuck. was he actually being nice to me? When he knows my father is friends with Lucius Malfoy meaning he's probably a death eater. Oh I forgot to mention my great father might also be a death eater. like i said... that's daddy.

"Uhhh heather?" said Hermione. I quickly snapped out of my thoughts. "I'm sorry but it seems were here. See you around". I rushed off that damn train. that's when I first got a look at it. Hogwarts. Right there in front of me. "Holy fuck". I said gawking at the massive school. "Here we go" I said to myself trying to ignore the butterflies in my stomach.