Sang Qui Lie

Cassandra awoke with a start. She had been having the weirdest dream. Her father had been in it, her uncle Lucius too. They had been talking about...about something. Shrugging, Cass turned over and closed her eyes. From down the hall, she could hear her older brother Ares snoring. Loud. Very loud.

Her eyes popped back open. She was tempted to grab her wand. A good silencing spell, and she could get some sleep. Shaking her head, she stood up and shivered as her feet hit the cold stone floor. She needed to get up anyway.

She peeked out between the shutters. The day's first light could barely be seen behind the mountains that surrounded her home. She walked gracefully over to her mirror and grabbed a brush. Her ebony hair fell right to her shoulders. As she brushed her curls, she looked at a picture on her dresser. It was of the Durmstrang Quidditch team. Cass was the Keeper of the team. Her sister, a Beater, hovered beside the other Beater. Krum was hovering glumly in the middle, looking as unhappy as possible.

Quidditch had to be the best sport on the planet. She had been on the team for three years, starting in her second year. And of course, she planned to be on it this year, too. Slipping on a warm greyish cloak, Cass threw open the shutters. Breathing heavily, she grabbed her broom. It was time to wake up.

She leaned over, then jumped out the window. She had a third story bedroom, so she had plenty of time to slide onto her broom. Pulling up, she barely grazed the ground and let out a whoop of excitement. This was her coffee.

As she rose higher into the sky, the suns first rays peaked over the mountains. There wasn't another house for miles. The Malfoy mansion, made of stone and brick, looked threatening in the early morning. Cass did a series of loops. Looking down from her fifty-meters high perch, she saw a white wolf gazing up at her. She swooped lower and saw the crescent moon on it flank.

"Prowling the forests before dawn, Artemis?" Cass asked it after landing. The wolf nodded. The next second, it was replaced by her twin sister, Artemis. Her straight raven hair was sticking out like the ears of a wolf. Both Artemis and Cass looked nothing like Mulcifer, their father. They were definitely a stark contrast to the paleness of other Malfoys They had inherited their traits from their mother.

"I'm going to laugh one day when you jump out your window without your broom."

"Yeah, whatever. Don't knock it if you haven't tried it."

"Most people drink coffee to wake up. Ares thinks you have a death wish."

Cass ignored her. "Have fun roaming the woods?"Artemis nodded.

"Cass, Artemis, get up here!" Ares called from the house. "Dad wants to talk to you!"

Cass ran back towards the house, Artemis behind her. Once the were inside the door, the smell of bacon and eggs wafted through the house. The entire family was now awake. Their father was impatiently standing beside the kitchen door. "Sit down." he instructed. They sat.

"I'm afraid I have some bad news. I've received a new client who lives in Iceland." Mulcifer was one of few wizarding lawyers. And he was a good one too. It was rumored he used some magic to convince the jury, but Cass thought it more likely that he bribed them. "Now this client is guilty, and quite rich. Your mother and I are traveling out to Iceland tomorrow."

"But there are no respectable wizarding schools there," their mother interjected. "We've made arrangements for Ares to stay with one of his friends this school year. This way he can graduate from Durmstrang."

"Who are we going to stay with?" Artemis asked.

"Your uncle. Lucius and Narcissa have agreed to let you two stay with them. You will also be going to Draco's school."

"Hogwarts?!" Mulcifer nodded.

"Ares gets to stay at Durmstrang, why can't we?" Cass shrieked. She didn't know which was worse, going to Hogwarts or staying with Draco.

"I trust my brother to keep up with the two of you. This is final."

"Have you heard Draco's stories, Dad? There's an entire house of Mudbloods...these Gryfin-somethings. Potter and his fan club go there. And they teach Defense Against the Dark Arts! Defense, Dad!" Artemis yelled.

"I went to Hogwarts, Artemis, and I assure you it wasn't that horrific."

"Their headmaster, Dumbledore. He's an old Mudblood lover!"

Mulcifer drew his wand and pointed it at them threateningly. The two girls shut up. "Enough. We're leaving for the train station in two hours. Now go pack, NOW!"

Cass stood up vehemently and stomped up the stairs. Taking Malfoys away from Durmstrang, it was an injustice. Hogwarts!! This was not fair.