A/N: I've been thinking about this idea for a long time and finally I found enough ideas to write about it... Enjoy and tell me what you think :)

I'm Ivy Andrea Nightstar, and to put it simply, my life sucks.

My parents are Death Eaters. My whole family has been in Slytherin for centuries, just like the House of Black. I only wish I could have broken the tradition like Sirius Black.

Yes, I'm in Slytherin. That's just one of my problems, though.

I have a very big problem. I hate Voldemort's ideas and ways, but that thought just makes things complicated. You see, in the future I am supposed to receive a Dark Mark and become a Death Eater myself.

Anyway, I am in my fifth year at Hogwarts school of Witchcraft and Wizardry, and- Oh shoot, I'm late for class!

Today is the first day of classes and the first class I have is Care for Magical Creatures with the Gryffindors. I always sorta liked Hagrid, unlike most of my house, so I was disappointed yesterday to hear that he wasn't here to teach. Professor Grubbly-Plank will be teaching instead.

That had been one of the staff announcements at the start-of-term feast. The other was the appointment of a new Defense teacher, Professor Umbridge. She is a rather large (to put it nicely), short woman with a face that strangely looks like a toad. In my opinion, she wears too much pink, but I guess I shouldn't judge since I hadn't met her yet. Her speech worried me, though.

Anyway, I had to run to class since I was late. The class was supposed to divide equally into groups of four to study bowtruckles, and since there was only one group left with three people, Grubbly-Plank sent me to work with them.

There were three Gryffindors in the group- one girl and two dudes. The girl had bushy/curly brown hair and bright brown eyes. She was scratching feverishly at her paper. The first guy had bright ginger hair and blue eyes. He kept peeking at the girl's paper. The second guy had raven-black, messy hair, with bangs that were swept to the left. He had round glasses and brilliant, emerald green eyes. He looked up from his paper when I sat down, nodded curtly at me, and then continued to work. I felt myself blush, but I had no clue why.

I quickly pulled out a quill and a sheet of parchment, writing quickly to make up for lost time. I exchanged comments with the rest of my group, since, you know, we were supposed to. But whenever I looked at those green eyes, I stuttered and had to silently scold myself and look away.

I never asked his name. Never really said anything to him other than class-related stuff. I had no clue who he was the whole time I worked. But as we were getting up to leave, his bangs moved to the right- and I saw a scar.

I had a crush on bloody Harry Potter.

I was a future Death Eater.

Who had a crush on Harry Potter.

Ooooh, crap.

A/N: So there's the first chapter. Don't ask whether or not the pairing will be OC/Harry, because I'm not telling you or putting pairings in the description. So you will just have to wait and see ;)

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-Breeze