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“Please, you must not let anyone know!” Anais said in a hushed voice.
“But why are they like that?” asked Parvati.
Anais sighed, “If you promise not to say anything about this to anyone I’ll tell you.” They all promised, “I am an elf. I come from a land called Middle Earth. My Father is Lord of Rivendell. My sister Arwen, who married a mortal, is Queen of Gondor and my Grandfather and Grandmother are Lord of Lady of Lothlorien.”
“Wait a minute!” interrupted Hermione, “you said your sister married a mortal. Then that must mean…”
“Yes, I am immortal. I cannot die of sickness of old age.” Anais fingered the Ring. Even if she wasn’t an elf, with the ring in her possession, she would not die anyhow.
“Wow!” exclaimed Lavender.
Promising again that they wouldn’t say anything about her being an elf they climbed into bed. Pulling back the curtains around her four poster bed, she saw Elendil. It seemed to follow her where ever she was.
The following morning, Anais woke to the sound of the other girls talking. Silently, she slipped out of bed and changed into her uniform, which now had a Gryffindor badge sewn on it.
“Where are you going?” asked Hermione.
“I promised a friend I’d meet him in the Entrance Hall.” Before they could ask her who her friend was she left. The common room was farley empty. She clambered out of the portrait and walked noiselessly down the hall.
“Hello Miss Evenstar.” Anais spun around. It was Snape.
“Good morning Professor. How are you?”
“I’m good.” They continued down the hall. “Listen, I just wanted to tell you something. I love what’s happening to you and Draco, but not everyone will feel the same way.”
“I already know. The Weasley twins confronted me last night.”
Snape patted her on the back and said in a lower voice, “Draco will protect you when your together, there’s not doubt about that, but when your not and out of class, well, just be careful.” He left her alone at the Gryffindor table. Then seeing Draco, she ran over to join him.
“Lets go get our schedules.” said Draco. As they made their way to through, Fred and George starred at her as if she were crazy. Looking at their schedules they saw that they only had potions together. “What’s your first class?” asked Draco as they sat down at the Slytherin table for breakfast.
“Herbology, with Hufflepuff. You?”
“Charms, with Ravenclaw.” They ate their breakfast and Draco introduced Anais to more of the Slytherins. They didn’t seem to mind her as much as the Gryffindors minded Draco.
“Why aren’t you sitting with the other Gryffindors? Your house never hangs with us.” asked Marcus Flint, buttering a piece of toast.
“They… treat me… different.” she said slowly.
“Because they saw you with Draco?”
Anais nodded, “But I’d rather be with him then with people who can’t accept our friendship. Only three other girls don’t mind.”
“Parvati Patil, Lavender Brown, and Hermione Granger. Their in my dorm room.”
“Are both of your parents wizards?” asked Marcus, pouring himself some pumpkin juice.
“Neither are.” Anais concentrated on her eggs, not wanting to talk about her family. What would she say if they asked where she was from?
Marcus choked on his juice, “A Mudblood? You’re a Mudblood?”
“If that means my parents are not wizards then yes, I’m a Mudblood.”
Draco gave her hand a gentle squeeze, “I keep forgetting that there’s so much you don’t know.” They finished their breakfast and headed to their first class. Anais broke away from the Slytherins and began to walk to the greenhouse for Herbology.
“Anais, over here!” It was Harry. He gestured to the empty seat beside him.
“I’m sorry.” said Ron gloomily.
“For what?” she asked taking her seat.
“For what Fred and George said to you last night. I don’t like Malfoy or the Slytherins either, but that shouldn’t stop you from being friends with them.”
“Thanks Ron.” said Anais, smiling. Ron just nodded. They were joined by the Hufflepuffs and class began. They listened as Professor Sprout began talking. Hermione’s hand shot up every time a question was asked. A few hours later, after all the morning classes were done, Anais walked into the Great Hall with her fellow Gryffindors, felling that she fit in a little more now that Ron and Harry were her friends. She separated herself from them when she spotted Draco.
“Where are you going?” asked Harry.
“To sit with Malfoy. Where do you think?” commented Ron.
Draco walked up and put his arm around Anais, “Coming to sit with me?” he asked kindly.
“Don’t I always.” she kissed his cheek.
Draco glared at Harry, Ron, and Hermione, “What are you doing here, Potter?”