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Negotiating With Dragons	By : Maven Category: HP Canon Characters paired with Original Characters > Het - Male/Female Views: 2023 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 1-Draco"s Best First Day of School Ever
- 2-Meet the Slytherin's
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Vanessa Granger waitedly through the sorting of first years with a rather bored look. The only time she was even mild interested was while looking at the professor's table and even then only two professors caught her eye. Professor Dumbledore and Professor Snape both of whom she studied carefully but politely. Draco noticed somewhat curiously that Snape was studying her back and not with the usual sneer he reserved for new students but speculatively. He would have to find out what that was about.
When it was her turn Professor McGonagal introduced her as an exchange student 4th year from Ilvermorny in the United States which got some attention, almost as much as her name "Vanessa Granger" and her robes, which unlike the standard black of the Hogwarts robes, were blue and red. As she approached the front Professor McGonagal asked her "Did you not get the Hogwarts robes dear"? Vanessa smiled brightly "Yes Ma'am, but I assumed those were for very formal events, perhaps a funeral? But if you prefer I shall be glad to wear them she summoned them with a flick of her wand and opened her robes. Professor McGonagal's eyes grew wide and she sputtered "Later dear, much, much later". Draco smirked he knew what McGonagal had found under those prim robes. Vanessa nodded and took her seat. She stared at her manicure as the hat was placed on her head. After a moment it called out "SLYTHERIN" to a gasp of outrage from the Gryffindor table, Draco did not have to guess who that was from, a decided pout from Pansy Parkinson, and far too much interest and excitement from his fellow Slytherin males. He would have to put a stop to that at once.
Vanessa made her way to their table; Blaise Zabini scooted over displacing several people to make room for her and held out his hand to help her get seated. She smiled politely but Draco was pleased to note she was only polite. "So, Granger, huh" Zabini started, "Any relation"? Vanessa turned her attention back to him "To whom"? Draco was irritated to note Blaise flushed when she looked directly at him "Hermione Granger, Gryffindor Princess" she smiled "Is that what they are calling her, I had heard it was something else. Yes, she is my cousin". Pansy made a disgusted noise "They will just let anyone in to Slytherin these days, blood counts for nothing even muggleborns and half-bloods are getting in now".
Vanessa looked at her with some interest. "I am certain that was meant to be an insult but you are going to have to clarify a few things for me first before I can get sufficiently outraged. First, what is a "muggle" and how does one become "muggleborn"? They all turned to stare at her; Draco watched this exchange vastly amused. "Can they REALLY be that stupid in the States? Umm people with no magic"? Vanessa frowned a bit "What a ridiculous word, why don't you refer to them that way then to clear up the confusion, No-Maj that is what we call them so much easier, no"? But I actually heard you called them something else. She smiled wickedly and Draco knew she was having Pansy on, "now, what was that word, you will have to forgive me, your slang is very confusing to us, something like dirt blood"? Pansy went red in the face. "In any event my parents were both… what is the term you use here? "Pure Bloods"?, We put no real stock in any of that, it is merely a coincidence, and not strictly true since I am directly descended from Isolt Sayer who founded Ilvermorny and she married a no-maj in the 1600's so I guess they just decided 400 years was plenty of time to forgive and forget, but I do suppose we could match blood lines to determine who belongs in Slytherin and who does not. Just because we don't really care doesn't mean we don't know our lineage. It is just more of a hobby than a way of life. Would you care to place a bet, loser joins Huffle Puff? I am certain Lord and Lady Parkinson could arrange that, no"? Pansy just huffed and turned her back.
Blaise laughed at this "For a Granger you are alright" Vanessa arched an eyebrow at him "Why thank you, I am certain for a lesser serpent you are perfectly adequate". Blaise choked on his pumpkin juice but noticed the twinkle in her eye "You will have to give me a chance to prove we are not lesser serpents then" she leaned forward "If my prior negotiations fall through I will have to do that". Draco mumbled something that sounded like "not bloody likely" and they all returned to their meal while listening to the rules about some event called the Tri-Wizard Tournament.
Later as they were leaving Hermione caught Vanessa by the sleeve, "Why Nessa, why Slytherin"? Vanessa looked at her a long time "We have gone over this Mimi, you know why. And I am not discussing this now, or here, or ever really. The decision has been made. Let it go". She kissed her cousin on the cheek "It will be fine Mimi, as soon as I find out what I need to I will return home and I will be a happy Horned Serpent again and this will all be over". Hermione looked mutinous but knew she could not change things now "I just wish you would tell me who is worth all of this trouble Nessa". Vanessa smiled sadly "The heart wants what the heart wants Hermione. We can't change our stars now". Neither saw the murderous look on Draco's face but he did come up and take Vanessa's arm, "Come along now or you will miss the password and will need to negotiate entrance to the dungeon". Vanessa covered his hand "A tragedy I'm sure" she winked at him.
Pansy did not warm to Vanessa, but the other girls did. Lydia Nott and Daphne Greengrass both became close friends after a few days and their first weekend manage to sneak down a bottle of firewhiskey. A few drinks in and someone decided to play truth or dare. Pansy decided to try to embarrass Vanessa, who she assumed to be nothing more than a poor country mouse from the U.S. "What is your most valuable possession Vanessa"? From within her robes Vanessa pulled out a beautiful gold glass dragon on gold chain. "This" while the other girls oohed and ahhed Pansy said "Oh a bit of glass, pah, not really valuable" Vanessa smiled watching the light catch the pendant sending out shafts of gold, "My family vacationed in Romania during dragon mating season. Have you ever seen a dragon rage" she looked around "everyone shook their heads no "they are cold and calculating dangerous most of the time, they lay in wait watching, but when one rages, truly rages, they are a pure force of nature. Fire and fury. Heart stopping beauty. There was this one silver male. Stunning creature. Another male had come in to his territory to take his mate. He climbed the side of a mountain and roared. The earth trembled with it. And then there was a moment of silence while he gathered himself, the world held its breath, and then came the flames. Everything below was incinerated and the sand below was turned to glass. When he mounted his mate that glass shattered into thousands of shards. This pendant was made from one of those shards".
The others were now hanging on her words. Except Draco, there was something darker and primal in his eyes, "The dragon expert Charles, his brothers and sisters attend this school I believe, had this made for me along with its matching pendant that someday will be given another". Lydia, ever the romantic sighed "Your one true love on your wedding day"? Vanessa laughed a deep husky sound that sent shivers down the spines of all of the boys and a couple of the girls, "The ability to earn that pendant requires neither love nor marriage, Lydia, you miss the premise of the story". The boys laughed heartily at this, Draco did not, and he knew if anyone else tried to claim that pendant he would likely kill them. Pansy snorted "Sounds like a made up story to make your bit of glass seem like it is worth something" Vanessa raised a glass to her "Perhaps, you could verify the story with Charles Weasley, again his siblings attend school here, or you can ask yourself what gives an item worth? The value on a price tag or what someone is willing to do to obtain it"? She waived a hand at the boys who all laughed again and congratulated her on a fine bit of storytelling. "My most valuable possession is my keen mind Pansy or my pendant, take your pick".
Later when everyone else had gone upstairs Draco stopped her with a hand on the wall by her head. "So tell me, is the story about the dragon true"? She leaned into him slightly "Every last word". He ran his thumb along her jaw "Stick around, babe, you may see another dragon rage" she ran a hand along his hip as she turned to go upstairs "I am counting on it". As she went up the stairs he could not help but think back to her words to Granger and wonder what it would take to get her heart to change what it wanted.
The next morning Vanessa created another spectacle at breakfast, or rather her familiar did. Along with the owls flew in a very small owl sized dragon to drop off her post. It perched on her shoulder at stretched its wings waiting for a treat, she laughed and fed it a sausage as he purred and nuzzled closer for affection. She had completely forgotten how many forms had to fill out to bring her pocket dragon with her. Once bonded the diminutive dragons could not be separated from their witches or wizards without suffering and even dying if left alone long enough. Common in the South America, they were largely unknown in this part of the world. The Slytherin's were fascinated as was every other house. She had soon drawn a crowd prompting Professor Snape to suggest the dining hall was not the best place to run a petting zoo. "Alright Draconis, back to the Owlery with you she laughed as he nipped her fingers again, we will have a nice long visit later". He took flight sailed around the room once as if showing off for his fan club, which she was certain he was and soared out a window. Blaise looked at her "Draco is short for Draconis isn't it" she looked up at him and laughed "I suppose, Draconis is named for the constellation, not our housemate, however, after all Blaise, how could he have been? That would suggest we had met before".
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