I'M BACK BITCHES!

Sorry it's taken me...forever to update. Writers block is a bitch. I'm trying to get back on track, not only with this story but with the other six stories I have going on fanworks.

So with that said...

Disclaimer: No, I still don't own any of this. Shouldn't you know that by now?

Meetings

Luthien glanced up from the book she was reading.

"Are you always this blunt, or did I just shock you that badly?" She asked calmly.

Harry got himself back together, "Shocked me. I've never seen you. I may not know everyone personally, but I know everyone by face. And you're not small enough to be a first year."

Draco was shocked.

Luthien was mildly impressed.

"You went through all of that in the millisecond you saw me once you opened the door?" Luthien asked, closing the book.

"Yeah, why?" Harry looked back and forth between the two.

"Nothing...just...odd for a Gryffindor to think that methodically that quickly...except for Granger. If wouldn't surprise me if she could," Draco said, sitting down.

"So, what was so urgent you felt the need to drag me in here?" he asked.

"Wait, I still don't have your name," Harry said, looking towards Luthien.

"You'll get my name at the sorting. I want it to be a surprise to everyone," she smirked.

"Ok, fair enough. Back to my original purpose," Harry paused and turned to look at Draco, "I want to call a truce."

Harry let the statement hang in the air.

Draco blinked.

Luthien worked hard to hide her smirk.

"A truce? Between us? The two that probably have more fights between us that our houses combined?" Draco clarified.

"Yes, a truce. I've don some thinking this summer, and...well...let's just say I've made some very important decisions. I'm not saying we're gonna be buddy buddy with each other, but no more fighting, at least," Harry said.

Draco started to slowly nod.

"Ok. I think I can do that. I'll get the rest of the house to lay off too, if you do the same with the gryffs. I can't promise you're friends won't be attacked though," Draco said.

"That's fine, and I'll get the gryffs to chill. I'm not asking for you to lay off of anyone else. If they want to talk to you about a truce, that's there business," Harry said coldly.

"You're talking like a Slytherin," Draco noted.

Harry got up, and smoothed down the slacks he already wore. As he began to walk out of the compartment, he glanced back and said, "didn't you know I was supposed to be one of you?"

He closed the compartment door on the silence behind him.

Luthien smirked.

Harry was making this way to easy.

At this rate, they wouldn't need to convince him of the truth.

Just tell it to him.

All they had to do...was wait.

Luthien stood behind the group of first years, waiting to be led into the Great Hall for the sorting. She heard them speculating on how the sorting took place, from fighting a troll, to a boggart, to a dementor. Oh the imaginations of kids...

McGonagall led them into the Hall, and immediately whispers broke out as they realized there was a person obviously too old to be a first year...and too tall.

McGonagall silenced the students, and the sorting began. There was a sigh of relief among the first years as they realized all they had to do was try on a hat.

As the first years were sorted, Luthein looked up at the staff table.

Most of the teachers had no reaction to looking at her. The defense teacher, Lupin, if she recalled correctly, was looking at her oddly, but no true emotion to discern. Dumbedore smiled, though there was a dangerous look in his eyes. She finally reached the person sitting at the end of the table...Severus Snape. He looked at her with almost surprise in his eyes, though carefully hidden.

Luthein blushed.

...

McGonagall finally reached the end of the first years, and Dumbledore rose to speak.

"As all of you have noticed, we have a new student this year. She in joining for her seventh year, coming all the way from Durmstrang. I'm sure you will all make her feel welcome," and with that, Dumbledore sat down.

"Malfoy, Luthien," McGonagall called.

The whispers started again.

Luthien walked up the few steps, and took her seat on the stool.

"Another Malfoy hm? I thought it would be a while before I saw another one of you...ooh, and related to the Weasley's as well hm? Interesting. Well, I'm sure you know where you're going to go, seeing who your Godfather is and all..." the hat said, inside Luthein's head, before announcing to the Hall as a whole...

"SLYTHERIN!"

Luthien removed the hat from her head and walked to the table where her brother was waiting, smirking.

She smirked as well.

Let the games begin.

A/N: So, what do you think?

Worth the wait?

Hopefully the next update will come relatively quickly, I'm really trying.

So, review please?

Blade