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This whole situation was uncalled for and unfair. I hadn’t seen my father since I was six. I have never had even a slight desire to learn dark magic. I resent his crimes probably more than the general public, and I was furious at James Potter for blaming my father’s atrocities on me in front of a classroom full of strangers who happened to be his friends.

I stormed out of the classroom and confronted James in the Corridor.

“How dare you insult me and accuse me like that - you don’t even know me,” I spat at him. The whole class was filing to of the classroom and gathering around us to witness the drama.

“I know enough,” He shot back, “My father has been fighting his entire life to stop people like your dad. People should know where you come from.”

I couldn’t believe a person could be so judgmental and hateful towards a person he didn’t know at all. I knew from experience though, that I couldn’t force a person to change their mind, especially by losing my temper.

“I am nothing like him,” I heard my voice start to rise, so I took a breath, and trying to stay calm, I continued, “If you had just asked me about it rather than unfairly accuse me of using dark magic, maybe you would have a different, more honest impression of me.”

He looked slightly taken aback, I could tell that he had expected me to let my temper get the better of me, and he probably hadn’t expected my words to make so much sense to him - take that James Potter.

He seemed to choose his next words very carefully, “Maybe things are different where you live, in America, but here, family is important, and he is in your blood. I don’t care what you have to say.” He marched off, closely followed by his freckled friend.

The friend looked uneasy and glanced back at me as he followed Potter away. He, at least, didn’t seem to share the same prejudices as his friend.

Now standing alone, I look around a realize quite a crowd had formed. Everyone was murmuring amongst themselves now that the argument was over. How did I manage to attract so much attention?

At Ilvermorny I was almost invisible, and of course my first day at Hogwarts I become the center of attention, and make an enemy - who just happens to be the son on a wizard I idolize.

The crowd was dispersing, I didn’t see a familiar face, and I had no idea where to go, as this was my last class of the day. I look around again, craning my back trying to find anybody I knew, when I heard a British accented voice directly behind me. I turned around to face him.

“That was quite a show,” he said with a smirk. The boy very attractive in his Slytherin green robes, tall with white blonde hair that fell elegantly over his gray eyes. He put out a hand, “I’m Scorpios Malfoy.”

I put out my hand to meet his, “I’m Ella Chambers, but if you saw what just happened here I’m assuming you already knew that.” 

I recognized the Malfoy name from when I was reading about the wizarding wars of Britain. His family were part of Voldemort’s inner circle, and helped him rise to power. It seemed he had as much to be ashamed of as I did.

He smiled at me, “That’s just how James Potter is, he treats me like scum as well. My family - well, they’re not the type of people I’m proud of. Potter doesn’t care though, he’s too full of himself to see anything from somebody else’s perspective. Eventually he’ll leave you alone. At this point he just glares at me every once in a while.”

I smiled back at him. I was relieved it was not only me who was singled out by James Potter, but fury and frustration at him still coursed through me. 

“So where are all the Americans staying before you choose your houses?” He asked, changing the subject.

“In temporary dorms in the southeast tower,” I responded, glad for the change. I did not want to dwell on the fight; I knew the more I thought about it the angrier I would become.

“I can walk you back if you want, the castle can be confusing at first, but once you get used to it it’s not so bad.” He offered.

I nodded and we started walking. “So what year are you?” I asked.

“Sixth year, I wish I was seventh though so I could enter the Valor Championship,” he explained wistfully, “You’re going to enter right?”

I hadn’t really talked about this subject with anybody yet, not even David or Katie. The big question at home was if we were going to Hogwarts, not if we would actually enter the tournament. 

“I think so,” I started, deciding that Scorpious seemed like a person I could talk to, “but honestly I’m terrified.”

He chuckled, “That’s healthy, it’s good to feel a little scared. You may not even be ‘chosen’,” he put air quotes around the last word, as we did not yet know how the champions would be selected.

“I probably won’t be, but -“ I paused and looked at him, revealing how scared I actually was, “what if I am chosen? I don’t think I’m ready…” I said softly.

He didn’t say anything immediately. I felt like I had said the wrong thing. This is not the type of conversation you have with a person you just met; bearing to him your most prominent fears.

“Well, then you’ll just have to suck it up and do it,” he said bluntly, “and if you do get chosen -“ at this point he stopped walking, “you now have me as a friend, so you’ll be okay.” He smirked at me again, and walked back towards the stairs.

I realized we were at my dormitory, and I couldn’t help but let a huge smile splay across my face. I found someone at this school who didn’t judge me for who my father was, and even better, he said he was my friend. 

Author's Note: Well, there you have it! This is how James' and Ella's relationship starts off! Let me know what you thought of their fight, and what you think will happen with their relationship! 

Please keep reading and reviewing - I get so excited when I see a review or when i see how many reads I have on my story (it's over 200!!) So thanks for taking an interest in my writing I'll try to keep updating as quickly as possible

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