Introducing Lucie Malfoy

It was amazingly, but it was the second year in a row that Harry Potter and Ron Weasley had managed to attend the welcome feast. They were now fifth-years, but it was still fun to watch the Sorting Hat sort the first-years into their respective Houses.

Headmaster Dumbledore held his usual speech; the Dark Forrest is forbidden to every student and the third floor corridor...etcetera, etcetera. Harry zoned him out and looked at this year's first-years. They all looked so small and scared, but he imagined he too had looked that way in his first year. The Sorting went by without any surprises; Gryffindor got six new members, Ravenclaw seven, Hufflepuff four and Slytherin two.

The reason to the few Slytherins was that most of the followers of Voldemort preferred to send their children to Durmstrang this year, probably due to the Dark Lord's return (or so Harry had heard Sirius and Dumbledore say), hence the sparse populated Slytherin table. Harry noted that neither Crabbe nor Goyle were present, but Draco Malfoy was, hey that's a surprise! Harry had thought Lucius Malfoy to be the first one to take his son out of Dumbledore's influence.

After the first-years were sorted Dumbledore stood up and everybody thought he was going to start the feast, but then they got the real surprise this evening.

"After the events last semester many things have changed, some for good, some for bad. You see that there are quite a lot of students missing this year and I'm sad to say that their parents have openly declared their support to Voldemort and taken their children out of Hogwarts." He stood silent for a moment before he smiled and continued. "Therefore I'm delighted to present to you two new students who have been transferred here this year." He turned around to watch as a tall, handsome man in black robes came inside from a door behind the Head table accompanied by two girls. The man had black hair that fell in soft locks over his shoulders and jet black eyes. Harry frowned; he knew he had never seen him before, yet he was familiar...

Harry pushed the confusing feeling off him for a while and looked at the girls. He immediately recognized the blonde girl and smiled. Ron also recognized her, but didn't smile; he elbowed Harry in the ribs. "Hey, that's the girl from the World Cup last summer, the one who tried to rip the clothes of my Krum figure!" Ron said slightly shocked. "I don't remember her name though..."

"Lucie," Harry said softly and eyed the pretty girl.

"Yeah, that's right..."

The man guided the girls to stand in front of Dumbledore and Harry looked at the other girl. She was beautiful, tall and thin, with raven-black hair halfway down her back and soft brown eyes. He heard a few comments from around the Hall; most of them had something to do with the name Angliac that Harry had never heard. He leaned over to Hermione. "Who's Angliac?"

"They are a very old wizarding Family, some people say they are the oldest still alive, they are famous for they good hearts, good looks, healer abilities and spells of beauty," Hermione spoke like she was reading out of a book.

"But why are they connecting that girl with them?"

"Probably because she looks like them, the Angliacs have black hair, soft brown eyes and porcelain skin."

"Oh."

The Headmaster spoke up again. "These two ladies have been sorted beforehand and let me now introduce," he put a hand on the black haired girl's shoulder, "Regina Snape, seventh-year Ravenclaw, transferred from Beauxbatons Academy of Magic," several confused sounds were heard throughout the Hall at the mention of her last name, but Dumbledore didn't pay them any attention, he continued to the blonde girl, "and Lucianne Malfoy, fifth-year Slytherin, transferred from Durmstrang Institute. Welcome to Hogwarts girls, now join your Housemates and let the feast begin," Dumbledore smiled and they obeyed him instantly.

"Malfoy?!" Ron groaned. "She's an evil slime ball!"

"Didn't you think she was pretty last year?" Harry teased him.

"No! Oh, yes, I still do, but how can a Malfoy be that good looking?!"

"Family trait?" Harry smirked.

"What?! You think Malfoy is good looking?!"

"Yeah, he's kind of cute."

Ron stood up and looked at Harry as he was some kind of alien, or he probably would have if he had known what an alien was. "Who are you and what have you done with Harry Potter?!" Ron shouted at the top of his lungs, and then he blushed very red when he realized the whole Great Hall was looking at him.

"Calm down, Ron," Harry laughed and pulled at his friend's sleeve to make him sit down. Ron actually did sit down, now very embarrassed.

"Calm down? You just said you think Malfoy is cute, how the bloody hell am I supposed to calm down?!" Ron hissed.

"Just breath, Ron. Good. Now try to forget everything we have had to do with him for the last four years and just look over there and be objective."

"Okay, Harry, but just this once." Ron looked over to the Slytherin table where Draco and Lucianne Malfoy were happily chatting away with their fellow housemates. Without the contempt in his eyes and sneer on his face Draco actually looked like a sweet kid. "Yeah, he's kind of cute...very blue eyes..." he said absentmindedly.

"See, what did I told you?" Harry smiled.

Ron looked at him horrified. "Great Merlin, I actually said that Malfoy is cute, this is a nightmare coming true," he groaned and dropped his head on the table, forgetting that he had his plate filled with food in front of him.

"It's not the end of the world, Ron," Hermione tried to convince him and patted him on the back.

"Really?" Ron raised his head from its dive into his dinner. "What?" He frowned when Harry and Hermione were almost rolling on the floor laughing at him. Hermione pointed at his forehead and he raised his hand to touch it, but found something else there. "Oh," he said and removed the fried chicken leg that had got stuck there, "I thought it felt sticky..." he mumbled and to his frustration this made his friends laugh even harder.