Hey guys so, some of you will know me from my other fanfiction; 'child of Athena, blessing of Artemis.' That Percy Jackson fanfic is currently on hiatus as I atempt to figure out what I'm doing with my life :P So anyway, this is a harry potter fanfic, which mainly revolves around Narcissa, Minerva (Professor McBadass), Hermione and a OFC.

Without further a due, I give you – my fanfic.

Chapter 1

Blake Corvus Knight sat down at the Gryffindor table in the great hall, in between Hermione jean granger and Harry James potter. It was lunch and the girl wouldn't normally eat a lot however, professor McGonagall had been inquiring about her food intake. She reached over the table taking an apple and a few slices of banana bread and began to eat the food.

Hermione looked at her friend, questioning her "Blakey... You're eating?"

Blake looked at the girl after taking a bite of her bread, nodding.

"Whys that? You're more stubborn than that."

Blake nodded her head over to the head table. Still eating her bread.

Hermione began to take in who was at the table and noticed two staff members that mattered to Blake. McGonagall and madam Pomfrey.

"Was it madam Pomfrey?"

Blake shook her head.

"Professor?"

She nodded.

"She lecture you again?"

Blake looked away from Hermione's piercing gaze.

"You said you'd eat... So it's your own fault she lectured you"

Blake leaned over to grab another piece of banana bread and took a bite from the slice. Before finally speaking after not speaking for a rather long time.

"Hardly... It's not my fault I..." She spoke without thinking and then began to form a lie until she spoke "I was ill over the holiday so yeah... I'm not too used to eating"

"Blakey you can't-" Hermione started only to cut off by Harry.

"Raven? When did you get here?" Raven was the English translation of her middle name, and served as her nickname.

"Whilst you and Ronald were fantasising over quidditch"

Harry blushed softly and grinned, Harry had known that their professor had spoken to the girl, however not about what. Harry, like Hermione picked up on small things about her whilst Ron was oblivious to anything that happened round him. But Harry unlike hermione didn't speak to Blake about it, and let her do what she wanted at her own pace.

After finishing her 'meal' she stood up only to look back down at her plate to see carrot sticks and a leg of chicken. She shot a murderous look to professor McGonagall, who was looking at her, placing her wand down on the table, whilst Blake sat back down. She never took well to being told what to do, a small growl seeped its way from her throat.

She stared at her plate, willing the food to disappear.

"Blakey you may want to -" Hermione started.

"No."

"But -"

"No."

Hermione sighed and gave her a disapproving stare.

Blake shifted on her seat under Hermione's stare, looking at her with a stubborn pleading gaze, seeing that Hermione was just as stubborn as her on her health she pouted and whined "but Hermione..."

"Eat what you can, Blake. That's all I'm asking" she spoke softly yet her tone was stern, she was careful not to draw attention to them.

Blake had made a connection with Hermione. Blake wasn't human, not a normal one anyway, she had another animalistic side to her. Which thankfully only took over her when she was in fits of rage, she had no power or energy left afterwards, and when she could do nothing to protect the ones she held dear.

Hermione however was something of an importance to the girl, and unfortunately Blake took the opinion of her friend to heart and acted on impulse if her friend was hurt in anyway, and hermione knew just how to use this against her.

Hermione raised an eyebrow as Blake whined again. "Blake Corvus."

Blake sighed and picked up the leg of chicken and nibbled on it. Murmuring colourful words all the while she did so, earning a elbow in her side, and caused her to yelp.

"Snowflake!" She pouted.

"Watch your language, dark raven." Hermione stated, in a matter of factly tone.

Blake rolled her eyes and after giving up with the nibbling, proceeded in just with a little bit less mannerism way of eating to an animal. She finished it off and put the bones down a looked at Hermione "Yes mum"

"Oh don't start that. Can you eat anymore?"

"If I eat anymore I won't eat dinner"

A voice came from behind them; it was stern and was that of a woman's voice. "Miss knight, you will eat dinner. Even if I have to sit with you until morn."

Instead of the normal student body reaction, which was to tense up and slowly turn around, Blake yawned. Fully aware quite a few Gryffindors were watching the scene. Blake spoke in a carefree tone, and didn't bother to look at the woman knowing who it was. "Would I get excused from lessons tomorrow if that happens?"

"Miss Knight you would do good not to ask such an unintelligent question." The woman said

Finally Hermione perked up "Professor McGonagall, would you mind taking my essay in early for feedback?"

"Of course Miss Granger, come to my office later on."

There was a murmur of insults flying around the table after that. Blake snapped her hand at Ron after hearing 'know it all loner' she growled, not caring one bit that there was a professor - their head of house, was standing behind her. "It would do you a world of good to never insult Hermione again, Ron." She said and stood up walking over to him, grabbing a glass and the jug of pumpkin juice, to make it look like she was being innocent. Then suddenly poured the jug of pumpkin juice over him, catching the attention of everyone in the great hall. "That's for being a little bitch." She backhanded him across the cheek. "And that's for insulting Hermione. And if you say one more thing about her - it'll be worse."

Suddenly McGonagall firmly gripped under her arm and spoke. "My office. Now."

"I hardly did anything wrong." She spoke trying to pull away.

"Now." The professor's voice was dangerously low, she walked briskly, taking her charge with her.

"See ya later snowflake! We'll continue our chat later!" Blake called out loudly to Hermione, who was quite happy Blake stood up for her once again.

McGonagall kept walking briskly until ten minutes passed and they came to a stop with a portrait of Godric Gryffindor. He smiled at the two females, but quickly stopped seeing the expression on the professor's face. "Tabby" was all she said and the portrait swung open and still she kept dragging her charge until she got to her desk, letting go and sitting on her own chair. "Sit."

Blake sighed and sat down with her feet under herself. Hearing the portrait door close she looked up at the older woman.

"You'd better have a good excuse to the violence you used."

"Ronald said Hermione was a know it all loner!"

McGonagall kept her gaze even.

"Oh, I'm sorry if I want to do everything I can to make sure my friend isn't being bullied by most of the student body." She growled "Just because she wants to further her education and get the best grades she can get. She has to be automatically a target. I'm sorry if I'm protective to the one I've come to think of as a sister!" Blake was practically yelling at her head of house, and leant back on the arm chair, crossing her arms over her chest and made a 'humph' noise.

"Are you quite done with your temper tantrum?" Minerva inquired as she absent mindlessly rearranged her quills. Earning another growl, she slipped her wand from her sleeve and waved it.

Blake jumped slightly at something, and then found the source of what caused her to jump up. She glared murderously at Minerva, knowing that the woman sent a stinging spell at her. She growled again.

"Miss Knight, you need to calm yourself." Minerva spoke softly yet firmly. "We can't have you in an animalistic state over an insult."

"Well you weren't going to do anything about it!" The girl accused.

"You're right, because I want her to build up a tolerance. So if she gets bullied, she can ignore it."

"What if she doesn't? What if it gets too much for her?" Blake yelled at the older woman before regaining control and spoke, looking down at the floor. "I've seen it before."

"Miss Knight need I remind you miss granger isn't like that."

"He wasn't like that."

Minerva sighed; she wanted so much just to pull the child into a hug. "How about this, miss knight, if you hear an insult directed at her or yourself count backwards from ten taking deep breaths." She leant over her desk to see the child clearly "if that doesn't help, hold onto miss granger's arm for support and do your best to keep calm."

Blake just sighed and her aquamarine eyes glistened slightly. "Yes ma'am... May I please leave?"

Minerva's eyes shinned in amusement before her lips thinned and she raised a single eyebrow.

"I'm taking 50 points from Gryffindor. You'll be serving a detention for a month ever Friday and Saturday - even hogsmead weekends"

"But - professor anything but that please!"

"It's that or you serve a detention. Every night for two weeks - more depending on your behaviour. Including the point deduction"

Blake nodded vigorously "please professor - I promised Hermione I'd go with her and cerin!"

"Then I except you here at 7pm, after dinner. You had better eaten all of what's on your plate. Only then shall you know what your detention is."

Blake frowned a little but nodded, and unfolded her legs from under herself and sat as a normal person would. "Yes ma'am."

"You may go; you have divination now do you not?"

"Unfortunately I do."

"What do you mean by this, miss knight?"

"I feel sick every time I walk in there" she spoke and pulled her legs up to her chest, shifting her black school robes around her more.

"Ah, it isn't good for your predicament." She tapped her chin in thought. "How do you want to go about this?"

"I guess we only have a month until Christmas holiday starts." The girl shrugged "If it worsens I'll come to you about it."

"Then you're dismissed, and remember 7pm." McGonagall spoke, standing up and walking to the door, watching the girl quickly pull herself together and ran over to older woman.