Drucila Weasley-- Dark side of the Weasley

Chapter One

'From Durmstrang to Hogwarts'

Drucila Weasley, cousin to Ronald Weasley was surprised to hear the owl tapping at her window signaling she had mail. She guessed it was an owl from her father, whom was on holiday in Brazil. Never had she expected a letter from Ronald. You see the families were very different, her father being dark and all. She had always liked Ron. However Aunt Molly had forbidden him to see her when they were six years old. She gave the owl a bit of her money and began opening the letter.Carefully she unfolded it and began to read.

Dear Dru,

Mum told me you are coming to Hogwarts for our sixth year. Wicked! I know you will have a blast with Harry and I. Remember Hermione, she was the girl from our family reunion with the bushy hair. I know you didn't like her so this is good news for you, she moved to France. When you get to Hogwarts you will forget completely about Durmstrang. As a warning, watch out for Malfoy. He's a Slytherin. Emphasis on slyther. He's scum, stay away from him, his father is a Death Eater .Hope you're in Gryffindor.

Weasley,Ron

She remembered that her mother had owled Aunt Molly, telling her of Drucila's school switch. She let go of the parchment and let it swoosh through the air until it landed softly on the desktop. She was going to fill in for Hermione in the trio, she just knew it. She looked down as her black cat, Winston, rubbed across her legs. The feline was solid black with a white eagle crest on his chest. Suddenly the cat stopped walking around Drucila's legs, sat directly in front of her, and stared her strait in the eye. His green eyes wide , he looked as if he was smiling devilishly.

'You bloody cat and your death stare.' she said pushing the cat out of her way with her bare foot.

Down in the kitchen her mother, Emma Weasley, was bustling around cleaning breakfast dishes, washing her brother's face. Drucila's brother was only five.

'Dru dear; we must hurry, we need to use floo powder so we can go to Diagon Alley. Please take your brother, I will be there in a moment.And don't forget your list of school supplies Dru,' said her mother, handing her a cup of dusty brown powder.

'Yes mother. Come along, Tom.' Drucila led her younger brother to the fire place. 'Diagon Alley!' she shouted keeping a firm grip on her brother's small hand.

Drucila and Tom came into Diagon Alley through the fireplace of Flourish and Blotts. They're mother appeared moments later. Drucila, her mother, and Tom went all through Diagon Alley getting supplies for her first year at Hogwarts, and picking up a few extra things to keep her busy. One of the extra things she bought was the book, How to become a Dark Wizard in Ten Exceedingly Difficult Steps written by none other than Salazar Slytherin. Uh, she was just picking it up for laughs, she didn't really want to become a dark overlord. Heh.

They arrived back home late that evening. After she laced all of her belongings in a dark green trunk her mother ordered her to bed. She must get a good night's sleep because her mother didn't want to deal with a cranky Drucila at eight in the morning, and also because the train ride to school was in the morning.

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'Drucila! Up! Wake up! We have to get to the train station in and hour!' Emma Weasley called up the cold stone stairway.

'Yes mother! Be down in one minute.' Drucila returned the call back down the stairs.

She had been up for hours thinking about Hogwarts. What kind of name was Hogwarts anyway? At least Durmstrang had a nice ring to it. She got along with the people at Durmstrang. All of her friends were there. Her mother wanted her to go to Hogwarts because it had a 'better learning enviornment.' Father had been against it the whole time. He finally caved in when mother told him The Dark Lord had gone to school there. Slytherin. She wanted to be in Slytherin.Unfortunatly she was in bleeding Gryffindor. The headmaster sent here a test to tell her what house she was to be in. Ronald had told her that they put a hat on your head that talked. What rubbish!

When Drucila reached the bottom stair and walked into the kitchen her mother scolded her for being late to leave. They strode out of the small mansion over to the black Alero. They had Muggle transportation as to disguise their magical abilities.

They met up with Aunt Molly, Uncle Arthur, and cousins Fred, George, Percy, Ginny, and Ron at the train station. Drucila and Ron went through the barrier together. She was feeling quite uncomfortable the whole time, as it was hard to pretend she didn't see Aunt Molly scowling at her.

After the goodbyes and farewells, Ron and Drucila found a compartment with The famous Harry Potter inside.

'Harry, this is my cousin Dru, Dru this is Harry.' Ron did the introductions. he seemed to be happy he finally had someone to show his famous friend off to. No one did much talking. The ride was quite uneventful. Fred--or maybe it was George-well, one of them put a Dungbomb in their compartment. A while after that a plump woman with graying hair and a sweets trolley knocked on the compartment door. Harry and Ronald got a load of tooth rotting things. Drucila was not one to gobble loads of chocolate. She got nothing. Drucila spent much of her time staring out of the window at the passing landscape. She was just nodding off when a man walked into thier compartment.

He had slimy black hair. (She could understand that--she had to use a special shampoo so her hair would stay soft.) He wore all black and seemed a bit aggravated at the sight of Harry. My kind of person, thought Drucila, who had been annoyed with the first time she saw Harry.

'Potter, Weasley, and hmm, what was your name again?' the man questioned Drucila.

'Drucila Weasly, sir. If you don't mind my--asking who are you?' Drucila responded. She had always prided herself on her speech.

'Professor Severus Snape, Potions Master and head of Slytherin House.' Professor Snape replied, a vague sort of amusement in his voice. He stuck out his hand for her to shake.

'Nice to meet you sir. I look forward to your class, I love Potions.' she said, smiling up at the man. He seemed pleased with her while Harry and Ron had confused and shocked looks on their faces. His face, however, turned grim as he replied.

'I have been sent to inform all students in this section of the train about the tragic accident that has happened at Hogwarts. The building has collapsed. I myself only just made it out in time.' he paused looking deeply sad. 'An earthquake toppled the entire top level of the castle. Until repairs have been made, we will be staying in an older castle. It isn't Hogwarts, but we will survive.' He turned his stare to Drucila, 'I am sorry your first trip with us had to be this way. Upon arrival everyone is to be very quiet and orderly. We will go into the amphitheatre and sit quietly. Gryffindors and Hufflepuffs on the bottom, Slytherins on the second level, and Ravenclaws on the third level. No exceptions. I must be off to tell the grave news to the rest of the students.' He glanced at Harry and Ron. 'You two best behave yourselves.' With that, he left the compartment, with his billowing robes following closely behind.