(Dont we all LOVE Draco Malfoy!?)
Name: Hazel Elvendork Lovelace (Yes, I know Elvendork is probably thestupidest name in the history of wizard kind, but come on, as our good friend James Potter said, ITS UNISEX! http://www.behindthename.com/submit/view.php?name=elvendork )
Age: 15
Year: 5
House: Slytherin
Personality: Hazel is a free thinker and has never really fit in anywhere because of her strange insight to the world. While most think of her intelligence as somewhat odd, and slightly scary, Dumbledore quickly noticed just the opposite. He shows her just how to use her insight to gain respect from her fellow students, rather then rude rumors. Unfortunately, she also has a drive to succeed and will trample anyone in her path if she wants something bad enough; because of this she's a Slytherin, but her fellow Slytherin can never accept her.
Appearance: Hazel has long, dark brown hair that flows like a silky river down to her mid back. Her skin is evidence of her family's Mediterranean origins with its dark coloring and slight olive hue. Her high, regal cheek bones hold up her wide, almost golden eyes, which hold a knowing look at all times. Despite the fact that she spends most of her time at the library, her short body is lean and athletic, from spending most of her mornings running around the black lake or quidditch field to get her blood to her brain.
Friends/Family: Hazel's only friend is Katy Bell, who also has a strong mind, but she hides it behind her sports, know that’s the way to her family's heart. Hazel doesn’t have boyfriend but she did have an American boyfriend one summer vacation who she met at a quidditch game (Holyhead Harpies VS Sweetwater All-Stars), but after leaving America at Summer's end, the two lost contact. Hazel's family includes her mother, Zelda Conley, a witch from southern Ireland, her father, Conrad Lovelace, a muggle from Texas in the United States, and her younger brother, Sean Lovelace. Her parents have are not divorced, but her father received a job offer in Texas, so he left the UK to return, leaving his family behind.
Smiling, Hazel Lovelace climbed aboard the Hogwarts Express, having said her good-byes to her brother and mother only moments before. She trudged up the isle, looking for a compartment with her friend, Katy Bell, or an empty one. After not finding Katy, she opened a door and pulled her trunk inside. She stowed it above her head, along with Athena, her multi-colored owl.
"Brilliant." Said a male voice sarcastically after Hazel sat. She turned her head to see Draco Malfoy looking at her with a disgusted look on his face.
Glaring, Hazel asked, "What do you want Malfoy?"
Draco smirked, "Well, several things actually. I'm sure you could give me many." Crabbe and Goyle, Draco's idiotic goons, sniggered behind him.
Hazel's eyes sharpened. "Watch you tongue Malfoy, you wouldn’t want to lose it, would you?" It was Draco's turn to glare. He knew full well the threat was not empty. The previous year she had actually removed his tongue from his mouth using a rather brilliant spell she had made. She wouldn’t have returned it either, if the moron hadn’t gone strait to Snape.
"Look, Lovelace, I have no desire to sit with a blood traitor for the whole ride to Hogwarts, but the fact remains that I have no choice."
A look of rage crossed Hazel's normally placid face. Her wand was out faster then Draco could blink and pointed directly between his eyes. "Amoveo lingua!" She shouted. A scream erupted from Draco's mouth as his tongue was ripped out and landed with a soft 'plop' on the seat. He stared in shock and anger, and Hazel silently whished the spell caused more pain and bleeding. How dare he call her a blood traitor?!
Draco muttered something, but it was lost to all in the room, not only because he had no tongue, but because the idiots Crabbe and Goyle were screaming like banshees. Draco hit both of them and they shut up. He grabbed his tongue, sent Hazel one last glare, and stormed out.
Infuriated, Hazel sat back down, making sure not to sit where Draco's tongue had landed. She had no doubt she would get at least a months worth of detention for what she did. Especially since Snape had forbade her from ever using the spell again. But she didn’t mind much. It had served its purpose of getting Malfoy to shut up, and she had no doubt there would be many thankful students, Gryffindor, Ravenclaw, Hufflepuff, and Slytherin alike. Twirling her wand in her hand she began to think of ways to get out of detention. Something that she could use against Draco, so that he wouldn’t tell, or Snape so that he wouldn’t give her any. Black mailing a professor would seem out of question to most, but it wouldn’t be the first time Hazel had done so. She smiled ruefully as she remembered what Professor Greenfield had said to her, 'What would your mother think of this?' Of course, Hazel knew what her Hufflepuff mother thought of black mail, but she didn’t all that much care. The end justifies the means, right?
Of course, Hazel didn’t have anything on Snape, and she had only minor things on Malfoy. Nothing Snape didn’t already know about. Messing around, she said "Speciales Revilio!" In an attempt to get any hidden thoughts to come to mind. Of course, she knew it wouldn’t work, but then she saw the mark where Draco's tongue had landed. It started glowing a pale green, almost white. Hazel laughed to herself. Draco was using dragon blood as a drug. It wasn’t unheard of, but the price of the stuff was high. Then again, Malfoy was loaded.
Happily, Hazel stood, planning on letting Malfoy know of her little discovery, but at that moment the train lurched and Katy opened the compartment door, making Hazel fall over. "And you call me clumsy!" Katy exclaimed as she helped her friend up. "Where were you going?" She asked, stowing her trunk and owl.
"To black mail Malfoy. Want to come?" Hazel asked, cheer evident in her voice.
Katy laughed, "When would I miss a chance like that? But what are we black mailing him for this time?"
Hazel gave her friend an impish grin, "I removed his tongue... again." Katy started laughing, and soon she couldn’t stop, the vivid image of Draco screaming in fear the first time his tongue was removed was branded on her eyes. "You really need to stop doing that! Not that I'm complaining." She added, once she had stopped laughing.
Hazel grinned, "I think I'll wait a bit. So tell me, how was your Summer?"
"Dreadful really." Katy said as the two sat down. "I spent a week at the Burrow with the Weasleys, but other than that I just stayed at Nana Bell's house. The woman's a nutter! Cats everywhere! I'm not lying when I say they're all possessed too; I woke up with four of them on my bed staring at me one morning! I swear I've never hated cats more!" Hazel grinned. "What did you do for the holiday?" Katy asked curiously.
"I spent it with my father in Texas. It was pretty dull. I met a guy though. He goes to Salem Wizards Institute. I doubt we'll keep in touch though. He's a good guy and all but, I dunno, a little clingy I guess."
Katy shook her head, "You really do have emotional problems. Then again, its not your fault, you are Slytherin after all. I s'pose you were born that way." Hazel stuck her tongue out at Katy, who laughed,
"You really must teach me the spell to remove those things!" She said happily.
"Not on your life! Merlin knows what you'd do with it. Probably cast it on the other chasers during a game!"
"I wouldn’t do that!" She defended, but she wasn’t looking directly at Hazel, which gave away the lie.
After a few hours of talking and catching up, the two girls changed into their uniforms (Gryffindor for Katy and Slytherin for Hazel) and after the train came to a halt they got off and Hazel began looking for Draco. After she found him in the crowd of people, she made her way towards him, having said good-bye to Katy.
"Hello Malfoy." She said darkly as she got right next to him. "Why don’t you join me in a carriage... alone? She asked as she pulled him into a carriage and closed the door on Crabbe and Goyle.
"Ah uh uoh wauh?" Draco asked, then a frustrated look crossed his face and he asked again, sounding even stupider this time then the last.
She pulled out her wand and rolled her eyes as fear crossed Draco's face, "Accio Draco's tongue!" A strange feeling pink muscle flew out of Draco's pocket and landed in Hazel's hand. She had to work hard not to show her disgust, but she kept her face placid. "It’s a funny thing, saliva." She began.
"Muggles have found a way to use it as proof of so much. Take drugs for example. With a quick swab of the mouth, a muggle will know if and what you've been doing." She looked away from the tongue and at Draco's face. "Funny thing is, St. Mungos does the same with potions. I wonder what they would say if I were to owl your tongue to them?" Shock crossed Draco's face. "Yes Malfoy, I know all about your addiction to dragons blood. So how about we make a deal, you keep your mouth shut, and so do I."
"Ivf me mua fuhm." Draco tried to say. Pointing her wand at the tongue, Hazel cast the spell and Draco made an agitated noise as his mouth was flung open and his tongue reattached. Once he had managed to wet his tongue enough to speak again he said, "Tell anyone about the dragon blood-"
"Oh shut it Malfoy!" Hazel snapped. "I've got what I want and you what you want." There was a moment of silence as the carriages began to head towards the castle, the only sound was that of birds, werewolves, and other creatures coming from the near by forest. Soon Hazel's smug happiness faded and turned to concern. "You really shouldn't continue with the dragons blood, Draco. It's dangerous." The fact that his first name had been used was not lost on Draco. And to claim he wasn’t shocked at the caring in her voice would have been a blatant lie.
"What do you care, Lovelace?" He asked, his curiosity well masked by a smirk.
"Look, I'm only saying it's not healthy. Especially the reason your doing it for."
"What are you talking about?"
"You don't feel. Emotions that is. Not the way you want to at least. All you ever feel is anger, hate or pain. You hate Potter because he's the star of the school, you hate your father because he cares more about getting rid of muggle borns and blood traitors than you, and you hate your mother for never standing up to him and completely ignoring you. Your expected to be this big tough guy, but your not. You're just another teenage boy, who wants to live life and have fun. So your dad ignores you. After all, what do you have to give him. Certainly not fame nor fortune. So you hurt. And because of all these things that keep causing your pain you just get more and more angry at the world. Dragons blood offers you an escape. Dragons blood makes the user momentarily more happy then anything in the world. Muggle and wizarding alike. So instead of dealing with your problems in a healthy manner, you just get high. It's-"
"Shut up!" Draco exclaimed. His normally pale face was red, but why, Hazel couldn’t say. He was holding the seat cushion in a death-grip, as though it was the only thing keeping him from lunging at her and throttling her senseless. "You have no idea what your talking about!" Draco's voice was no more than a whisper, but every word was filled with dark and cruel intent. Hazel could think of nothing to say. She sat there in shock of the powerful affect his voice had over her. The rest of the ride up to the castle was one filled with silence. Neither she nor Draco uttered a word. Neither wanted to.
Okay, so I hope your happy with the first chapter. It was kinda boring I know, but I was just trying to show you what Hazel's relationship with Draco's like. Not all rainbows and butterflies obviously. OH! And for those of you frgn awesome peeps who read my Weasley twin story, I know I know, I should finish it before I start a new story, but I couldn’t help it! I'm in love with Tom Felton! I've been watching his old movies lately and stuff. Besides, my computer screen is busted so Im waiting to have it replaced before I post my new stuff for DOBLOW.
So I know I write stuff about romance, but in reality, I have no romance life. Stupid I know, but I move so often I cant really keep a boyfriend. But there is this one guy, I've known him for four years and we've kinda kept in touch and the past few months we've been talking on the phone a lot, so I thought maybe things would work out, but they aren’t. At least I don't think they will. I dunno, you have to understand, I'm very superstitious. Every time he and I have a chance either I don’t return to my home town, or I leave... again.So today I phoned him and said that we could never be more than friends. Dang me! I regret doing that already. Its only two hours later. x.x
