Ombré was confused and frustrated. Ravenclaw?! How?! Every Malfoy ever has gotten Slytherin! She huffed as she made her way to Transfiguration, her first class. She was muttering to herself when she heard a disgruntled meow. She turned in the direction, a few boys were messing with a cat, it's yellow eyes had slits for pupils, and it's tail was flicking. "Hey! What're you three doing?" She asked, approaching them. They sneered. "Aw a wittle Ravenclaw came to help?" Just then the cat scratched one of their ankles, who let out a yelp. The other two boys jumped up and ran head over heels away, leaving their barely injured friend. The cat let out a dangerous hiss and an adults voice ran through the halls.

"Who is messing with Mrs. Norris?!" The last boy ran away and an ugly man with a furious face and balding head, though his remaining hair was still long, set eyes on Ombré. "What're you doing to my cat?!" He snapped. "Nothing sir! There-" "Oh shut it." The man grabbed Ombré's arm and dragged her away. "Sir I'm gonna be late to class!" She explained quickly. "There was boys! It wasn't me!" Filch ignored her and brought her outside where he dumped her in a car, which was invisible. "What the hell?!" She cried out as he got in along with a young boy, Goyle, and drove off. (Fun, am I right?)

-POV switch-

Moon sat in potions, nerves on end. She didn't blame Neville Longbottom for being terrified of Professor Snape. He was dreadful, his nose pinched, so pale, and his shoes which clicked on the floor when he walked. None the less, as she worked with Ron and Harry to make the basic softening potion. She had been close friends with George for a couple of years now, and decided to get to know Ron. He was nice to her and Harry but sort of talked bad about people, especially Hermione, which made Moon a little ticked off. Finally the bell rang and students rather quickly left the Potions room. "Professor Snape gives me the jitters!" Ron exclaimed. "Same." Moon agreed. "I swear he hates me the most. He took five points from Gryffindor simply because I was confused!" Harry sighed. Hermione scoffed. "It's really the same, McGonagal does the exact same thing but against Slytherin, and for Gryffindor."

"At least I've only seen Malfoy once." Harry looked around, as if the platinum blonde hair were to come whipping around a corner. Ron's face fell. "That wasn't a very good once." He replied pessimistically. "You guys are judging too much after one meeting. He wanted to be your friend Harry." Moon pointed out. Harry glared at her harshly. "He wanted me to abandon real friends." He replied. She shrugged. "Just thought that maybe you could be nice and make him nice." She said. "You're mental." He replied, shaking his head. "C'mon let's go Ron, these girls are stupid." Ron and Harry left the Granger twins, who stood in place, shocked. "Did he just call me mental?" Moon scoffed. Hermione rolled her eyes.

"Let's go Moon, we can make it up later." Hermione walked off. Moon chased after her. "We make it up?! He makes it up!" Moon looked furious. "Calm down Moon." Hermione replied. Moon huffed and shook her head. The two turned a corner and ran into two chests, as the Granger girls fell backwards they were caught in sync and pulled to their feet. "Might I ask," Fred started. "Why are you in the third year hall?" George finished. Hermione and Moon looked around, confused, before turning back to the twins. "How-" Hermione looked around. "We were just in the first year hall, I was talking to Hermione and the boys!" Moon exclaimed. "Calm yourself Granger." Fred said. George looked around curiously. "How peculiar." "Wait, We're across the castle! We're gonna be late!" Hermione exclaimed. Moon looked worried and the two made to run out of the hall, but were both grabbed by the sleeves.

"Now, now," Fred started. "You don't want to be alone in the third year hall." George finished. "Why not?" Hermione asked. "Well, third years aren't so nice and timid like first years." Fred explained. "Draco isn't nice, he's a first year." Moon pointed out. "Ah yes, but he is not exactly comfortable with his surroundings like a home, so he wouldn't do something extremely stupid." George told them. "And a third year would?" Moon asked George. "Yes."

-POV switch-

Ombré as shocked. She had been locked in an invisible car by Filch and Goyle and was actively being kidnapped. The seatbelt was stuck, so she couldn't unbuckle and jump out of the moving, hovering car. Suddenly Goyle flicked his wand..and their surroundings changed ever so quickly. The car slowly fell to the floor, the dirt covered forest floor. "What the hell..?" Ombré looked out of the windows, confused as hell. "I'm sick of first years messing with Mrs. Norris." Filch grumbles, unbuckling and getting out. Goyle did the same and opened the car door. He smirked. "Draco won't be sad you're gone." He stated rudely.

"Shut up you pig." Ombré snapped back. Goyle cut the seatbelt, and Ombré landed a painful blow to his nose. He stumbled back and glared as she got out of the car. "Where are we?" She asked. "The Forbidden Forest. Good place to leave a no good animal hater like you." Filch growled. Ombré furrowed her brows. "I love animals! I have an owl and a cat!" She shouted. "Plus you can't leave me here!" "We're not." Filch smiled. Goyle grinned. "You'll see what mad animals can do out here in this chilly forest." Filch said, he sounded like a story teller. "No one comes out here. Not this far." Goyle sneered. "Shut up Goyle." She replied.

Ombré couldn't understand what or how this had happened. Some sort of spell. Something. But it didn't matter, what mattered was she was in the most dangerous forest ever. . .

-POV switch-

Draco stood in the first year hall, pondering something. He hadn't seen Goyle all day, but Crab was with him. Something was off. He had a feeling he should ask his sister, even though they were twins, he had to admit she was more mature. He put some stuff away and headed to the Great Hall. Many other students were filing in, whispering and talking. "Crab you can head to the Slytherin table, save me a spot won't you?" Draco said, it was more of a demand than a question. He made his way to the Ravenclaw table, his crystal blue eyes searching for Ombré. When he had checked several times and couldn't find her, he became worried. "Draco Malfoy you're the only student still standing, please make your way to the Slytherin table." McGonagal announced. Nervously he walked to the Slytherin table. What happened? Where..?