Kyrios Polaris Lestrange

Chapter 3

"Goodbye Lucius! Goodbye Narcissa!" said Kyrios

"Bye Mum, goodbye father!" called Draco

As they boarded the train they said their goodbyes to the Malfoy's and left for Hogwarts. 

"Come on Kyrios! I have to show you to some people." Draco said as soon as they boarded the train

"You do realize I'm not your fancy object to show off, right?" Kyrios drawled

"Of course my dear cousin." Draco said sarcastically

"Are you talking about your friends? 'Cause I'm in no mood to deal with Parkinson right now."

"You never are Lestrange." Draco said, "No, I'm bringing you to see Vincent and Greg."

"Those two dunderheads?" He scoffed, "They can barely talk, much less hold an intelligent conversation with me."

"Oh, come on Kyrios. I'm sure your friends, Greengrass and the lot, will be there as well."

"Fine, for you. You owe me, Malfoy."

"Ok, ok. Whatever," Draco brushed him off carelessly

Draco led Kyrios to a compartment filled with all their friends.

A Kyrios entered the compartment he was greeted by a sudden hug, "Kyrios! It's been so long! You never visit." A whiny voice pouted

"Get off of me Parkinson," Kyrios spat, thoroughly disgusted already

"Whatever you say Kye-Kye." Pansy Parkinson said

"My name's not Kye-Kye." He looked around the compartment, "Crabbe, Goyle." He nodded to them. Finally his eyes landed on who he wanted to see most. "Blaise! Theo! Daphne!" He said "Good to finally see you again."

"How come you're so nice to her but not me?" Parkinson asked

"Because she is actually smart, unlike you." Okay, maybe that was a little too tactless, he thought to himself.

Pansy pouted, "You stupid bitch." she said too Daphne

Daphne stood up "S–" she started to shout

"Daphne, she's not worth it," Kyrios said

"Slutty brat." Daphne muttered under her breath as she sat back down

"I HEARD THA–!"

"Just shut it Parkinson!" Kyrios shouted

"Fine, only for you Kyrios," She said somewhat seductively

"Honestly Parkinson. We're eleven." Then he stood up and headed for the door

"Where you going Kyrios?" Draco asked

"To see if Harry Potter's on the train," Kyrios said, "I want to see if we can draw over the enemy. Stay with your friends Draco, someone needs to keep the IQ of the compartment up while we're gone. Theo, Daphne, Blaise, come on."

As they walked down the train they started discussing what they thought Harry Potter would be like.

"I think he's a spoiled brat." Blaise said

"Doubt it, Dumbledore would've tried to humble him down to become a perfect hero. I think he is sad and alone right now," Theodore said

"No, he's the famous Harry Potter. At least one person would have figured out who he was and approached him already." Kyrios said, "He also is probably against Pureblood Ideals because of Dumbledore, probably sent some one biased for Gryffindor to take him shopping for Hogwarts stuff. He lived with muggles growing up."

"Really?" asked Daphne

"Yes."

"Potter actually grew up with fucking muggles?!" Blaise exclaimed

"Language, Zabini." Kyrios said sarcastically

"Yes Lestrange," Blaise retorted

They arrived at the back of the train, "Think Potter's in there?" Theodore said

"We can start here, and all the rumors around the train says Potter's in there."

Blaise started to shove the door open but Daphne held out her hand preventing him from doing it, "Knock." She commanded, "It's rude to barge in."

"But–"

"Knock."  She said

"Okay, fine." He knocked on the compartment door two times

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Harry Potter's P.O.V.

The compartment door started to slide open again before it closed. Ron and I heard people whispering behind it before we heard two knocks on the door.

"Whutff?" Ron asked with his mouth full of pumpkin pasties

Four people entered, three boys and a girl. I recognized one of them as the dark haired, pale boy from Madam Malkin's robe shop.

"Is it really true? You're Harry Potter aren't you? Everyone was saying he was in this compartment."

"Yes," I said, I looked at the other people. One boy had olive skin and ebony hair, the other had a brunette mess on his head and light skin and the girl had dirty blond hair and pale skin.

"Oh," He said, seeing me look at them, "This is Blaise, Theo and Daphne. And I'm Kyrios. Kyrios Lestrange."

Ron coughed which suspiciously sounded like a snigger

"What's so funny Weasley?" The boy, Kyrios asked, "Just because my parents were supporters of Voldemort doesn't mean I'm like them. I can choose to be friends with Harry Potter." He sneered

Ron flinched, "Don't say his name." He muttered quietly

"What Weasley? Scared to hear the Dark Lord's name? You scared of a name? Pathetic." Blaise said, "Were you born so stupid or did something happen to your brain during your miserable life?"

"What about you?! Huh Zabini?" Ron retorted, "How did your parents raise you to be so evil? Oh, right. Your mother probably killed your father as soon as you were born. What's she doing now? Shagging some auror to escape life imprisonment in Azkaban?"

"You dare insult my mother Weasley? You dare!" He shouted charging forward.

But Kyrios held his hand infront of Blaise preventing him from attacking. He whispered something into Blaise's ear before turning to me. "Heir Potter, know that your friend here has greatly offended the Lady and Heir Zabini. They will find a way to make sure they get even with the Weasley family sooner or later. I do hope you'll make better friends than of those who base their thoughts of people by first glance and family name Potter. It would be good for you to make better friends than of those sort of prejudiced people. In fact, I think you should probably clear your mind of all the prejudice being fed to you now. Or you might find yourself insulting the wrong people. And who knows what other kinds of consequences might befall you, some worse than just a few school rivalries." With that he and his group turned and left.