Only time will tell

"George I want you to know, I never meant any harm, and I have extremely strong feelings for you." I started to cry, and he whipped up all of them.

"Kitten why are you crying?" I stood up and turned to Draco. He heard everything and was furious at what I was about to do. I walked up to Dumbledore which got everyone's attention.

"Young miss, why on earth are you crying?"

"You put my family in jail because they were talking about ME." I backed up and turned to the school. Everyone was looking at me, which was what I wanted.

"You put my adopted family in jail because they were telling stories you believed to not be true, well they are true. My real name is Payne Riddle. My father was Tom Riddle. I don't know the name of my mother. I never knew who my father was until about a week before school started. This is what they meant by looking two different ways." Everyone was practically gripping their wands, ready to kill me. I felt the magic flow, and fire and water engulfed me. I decided to go with what I would normally wear, which was my corset, vest, tank top, combat boots, and many accessories. I floated back down and sure enough someone started shooting curses at me. I put up a first defense magic wall with one hand, and got my wand out with the other. A girl with long blonde hair came forward, flinging curses so much I lost my wall. I started saying counter curses as fast as I could, but she was getting closer. One curse I failed to block had me on the ground.

"My mother and father were murdered by Voldemort."

"Avadacadevra!" Everyone gasped as she flung the curse at me. I had gotten on my feet, so naturally I collapsed unable to move. So much pain was in my body, yet I was not dead. All of the magic went to the scar on my neck. I didn't want to hurt her. But I wasn't about to be killed.

"Kitten! George rushed over and picked me up, my hand hanging down and my neck exposed.

"She didn't deserve this! You are a monster, and you are no better than her father!"

"George…" I opened my eyes slowly, and found him crying. Draco was standing off to the side, looking at the girl with pure hatred.

"George." He glanced down at me.

"That’s impossible! That curse hit you! You should be dead you soulless demon!' Ok that was the last straw. No one called me a demon without some serious punishment.

"George, bring me Harry and Draco." He ushered the boys over, Harry looking not with hatred, but with understanding.

"I need my medicine. I'm going to die without it. My medicine is blood. Because of my father and the way he was when he impregnated my mother I need blood to survive." It didn't take Draco a second to nod to Harry who said a curse at Draco that cut his wrist open. At least I finally knew why blood was so important for me.

"See she is a demon!" She said as I drank Draco's blood. "She drinks blood. And those three boys are traitors and demons as well." My temper spiked. No one called my friends demons. I closed the cut on Draco's wrist with one final lick and stood up.

"You want to see a demon? I will show you a demon." I summoned fire as fast as I could and fireballs appeared in my hands.

"You need a lesson in manners missy." She held up her wand again, and fired.

"Avadacadevra!" The curse hit me full on in the chest and I was consumed with green.

I stood still and absorbed the power.

"F**k you!" She screamed. She was making a big mistake. In front of god and everyone at that school I had survived the killing curse twice, drank blood, and turned into a monster. Well there went every normal thing I could have had.

"Lesson one. You do not engage a witch or wizard in combat before bowing." I took a hand away from a fireball and it stayed floating. I pointed a finger at her, and used my magic to force her to bow. "Lesson two. You do not use the killing curse on a person unless you want a true fight, in which the witch or wizard may kill you." Her eyes bulged, but I wasn't going to kill her. I just flung one of my fireballs at her feet. I looked around at everyone, and wasn't surprised by what I saw. There was horror, fear, interest, and hatred. The only time I saw love was in Draco's eyes, and surprisingly Dumbledore and Snape's eyes. I knew my eyes to be a burning purple, so bright they could glow in the dark.

"Lesson three, is a lesson all of you should learn. I am nothing like my father. I may have his blood, and I may have some of his looks, and hell, I may have a bit of his personality. But I am not a killer, I fight for what is right, and if I had it my way I would kill the man myself. Don't mess with me. I can't make you like me, or love me. But don't mess with me." I burned out the fireballs and transformed back into Katalina. I went to walk over, but found my body heavier than I remembered. I reached out for Draco and pitched forward. He caught me and the last thing I saw, was his face, and the last thing I heard was his voice saying

"Come on Payne, wake up. Please god wake up."