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29th-Oct-2014 08:35 pm
Chloe Sullivan and the Slytherin Princes

Title: Chloe Sullivan & The Slytherin Princes
Sequel to: Draco Malfoy and the Legimens Glimpses
Universe: 4th in the Fidelius Series
Fandoms: Smallville/Harry Potter
Rating: T
Disclaimer: Don't own
Summary: When Chloe is sent to Hogwarts so that she can learn under Severus' tutelage, she puts Bellatrix's lessons to use as she pretends to be Pansy Parkinson, and brokers a deal with Draco Malfoy. If she has to pretend to be his girlfriend and make out with him a lot to keep up appearances for all those watching, well, she's ready to make sacrifices in the name of first class education.

The muggleborn's eyes were wide as he stared up at her. "I, uh, I think I've got it."

"Great!" Chloe grinned down at him. "Remember, you have to make it convincing or they're going to know that I didn't actually hex you guys."

The young Gryffindor tilted his head as he eyed her. "Why didn't you just hex us? I mean, you're Slytherin, and we-well-."

"I don't want to hex you." Chloe rolled her eyes and folded her arms over her chest. "But if I don't at least pretend to do so they're not going to rest until something is done to you."

Riley cleared his throat as he eyed her. "You're not what I've always been told Slytherins are like." He licked his lips. "You're... you're nice."

"I won't deny it, we have some proper wankers in our House." Chloe didn't like half of the people she shared the dungeons with. "But not everyone who is in Slytherin, or a Pureblood, are prejudiced and they are definitely not monsters."

Riley nodded rapidly.

Francis pouted. "My father says all Slytherins are evil and that they follow He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named."

Chloe knelt down and stared at the boy. "There's a war going on, and if you're on one side, the other side will always be portrayed as if they are the devil."

"The devil?" Christopher blinked. "Who is that?"

"He's what Muggles believe to be the originator of all evil," Riley supplied the answer as he sent Chloe a look. "How do you know about the devil?"

She eased her face into blankness. "You shouldn't be ignorant about anyone or anything, ever."

Riley seemed to accept that answer and nodded.

"So, this hex..." Francis prompted.

"It will make you have boils and turn you purple, but you won't feel any pain or discomfort." Chloe raised an eyebrow. "That's where your acting skills come into play."

"Right." That was Christopher. "You want us to pretend we're in pain and ill."

"You'll get time off from schoolwork," Chloe tempted.

The boys' eyes widened. "True!" They shared looks and then grinned before they nodded and all gave her thumbs-up.

Chloe laughed and reached out to rub their heads. "Good. I expect you all to win Oscars with your performance."

"Oscars?" Francis blinked. "Why would we win men named Oscar?"

"It's a Muggle award for actors," Riley supplied the answer with an odd look at Chloe.

"I know everything," Chloe reminded as she pointed to herself and stood. "Boys, the potions will be added to your meals discreetly at dinner tonight. Remember, make me proud and act up a storm."

Riley puffed his chest out. "We've got this covered."

Francis and Christopher nodded their agreement.

She chuckled. "Thank you."

The boys grinned and turned, walking away from the alcove they'd been having their secret meeting in.

Chloe smiled as she watched them go. "They are just so cute." She made to follow when a strange sensation came over her, it was similar to when Harry Potter was around, and she twirled around in a moment of panic, but of course there wasn't anyone there. That was why she'd chosen up here when she'd sent the message to Christopher.

The girl took in a deep breath and brought her hand to her head as a flash of Harry Potter racing through a maze of sorts pierced through her skull and she cried out and collapsed to her knees. She remained there until the image and the pain disappeared. The girl let out a breath and finally stood, a hand to her nose coming away with blood. "Why is this happening?" She let out a breath and composed herself before she left the room, unaware of the fact that she had not been alone.

"Potter's looking at me." Chloe leaned close to Draco as they sat in DADA and listened to the professor go on and on about manticores.

"Ignore him, or better yet, sneer at him." Draco's gaze was on the teacher despite the fact that she knew he wasn't paying any attention whatsoever. "He has no business looking at you."

"What if he knows?" Chloe was beginning to feel paranoid.

"If he knew, Dumbledork would know and would've called you in by now."

That was a good point.

Somewhat calmer, Chloe rested her cheek against Draco's arm (she'd promised him he would be 'jumped', hadn't she?) and feigned boredom as she stared at the blackboard in disinterest. She'd learnt all of this already during her time with Lord Voldemort, and she was almost sure that the professor had written a wrong fact on the blackboard, but there was no way she was actually going to point it out. Pansy would not have done so.

"Who was the first person to survive an encounter with a manticore, Ms Parkinson?"

Chloe jumped in surprise at being singled out. Rodicus McGregor. But would Pansy know that? "Well, it was a Gryffindor, for sure. They're the only ones stupid enough to find themselves in that sort of situation."

The Slytherins snickered.

The Gryffindors glared at her.

"The correct answer is Rodicus McGregor." The professor looked far from impressed. "And for your information, he attended school in Durmstrang." He then turned his back on them and continued with the lesson.

Draco leaned closer to her. "That was a good save."

"I thought so too."

"You knew the answer, didn't you."

"Of course I did."

His smirk grew as his silvery blues finally slipped from the professor to her. "Slytherin's secret bookworm."

"Shut up." She smiled back at him, and when she noticed that Potter still watched them, she reached over and pressed a quick kiss to Draco's lips. At his surprised expression she snickered and pulled back. "Jumped. Remember that."

He snickered and shook his head as he returned his attention to the blackboard and casually rested his arm over her shoulders.

They remained that way for the rest of the class.


Chloe was never going to understand it.

She stared up as the Slytherins practiced on the field for the next game, which would be against Ravenclaw, and she felt nervous as hell as the bludgers flew around. Not only that, but she'd never actually been on a broom before, and it looked terrifying and unsafe from where she sat on the bleachers watching Draco, who'd assured her that Parkinson came to watch them all the time so now that they were "together" she wouldn't dare miss a practice. Chloe had gotten some looks from Draco's teammates that made her question his declaration, but she ignored it and stayed where she was.

To distract herself, she mentally went over the potion she'd prepared for the "hexing" tonight at dinner. A part of her wished that Theodore knew about her being Parkinson because he excelled in potions, but she already had her ally, and she figured that in the end she preferred having Draco on her side. It made her pause and wonder about that though. She'd liked Theodore, a lot, and had gotten along with the clever Slytherin. They'd been "compatible", and yet, while Draco could be utterly dislikable, she preferred him completely over the other Slytherin.

Maybe it was their shared past, maybe he reminded her of a time when she wasn't hiding for her life from some deranged wizard.

She wasn't sure exactly why she preferred Draco, she just did. She preferred him a lot.

Up above, a bludger nearly hit Draco in the head and he only managed to dodge it a second before it impacted.

Chloe jumped up and her eyes widened. "KEEP YOUR HEAD IN THE GAME, MALFOY!"

He raised an eyebrow at her before he snickered, did a cartwheel in the air, and continued on.

"Show off," she mumbled darkly under her breath as she sat down and folded her arms over her chest.

Why did people like this game? It was bloodier than rugby! How were underaged people even allowed to play this? They could get seriously hurt! Did their parents have to sign an agreement allowing them to do so?

She might've known she was a witch for a couple of years now, but the Wizarding World still made no sense to her most of the time. Draco was right, she was still too much of a muggle. She thought like one, and it seemed right to her. She didn't see what was so wrong about it. And that was probably one of her biggest issues, she supposed. Maybe if she hadn't been defective, if the seal over her magic hadn't ruined her abilities she'd understand the Wizarding World more and feel more of a part of it. But so far the only sort of magic she could do hurt, it hurt so much, and magic wasn't supposed to hurt. Then again, considering her lessons with Bellatrix, she'd learnt all the ways magic could hurt, hadn't she?

She wondered how things might've been if that deranged, dangerous Dumbledore hadn't done what he had to Lord Voldemort. If the evil bastard masquerading as an eccentric Headmaster hadn't done what he had her parents wouldn't have had to seal her magic away, they wouldn't have had to flee to the muggle world to keep their lives. She would've grown up a Greengrass, proud of it, and would've attended Hogwarts from the time she was 11 years old. Her magic would be normal. She wouldn't have had to go through torture to teach her to stand unbroken should Dumbledore get his hands on her, wouldn't have to be prepared to die rather than give up Lois and Lana to that psychopath and his murdering henchmen.

Their enemy was truly cunning, and his act genuinely convincing. Dumbledore had the whole school, the whole world, convinced that he wasn't a monster and that Lord Voldemort was. But Chloe knew, she knew, and she feared him more than she feared anyone else in the whole wide world. She hated him too. Because of him her parents had been exiled, because of him she was defective, and because of him she couldn't have a normal teenaged life. All because of Albus Dumbledore, evil incarnate.

The sound of cheering above her caused her to look up in time to see Draco waving the golden snitch in his hands as he smirked down at her, as if expecting her to fawn over him.

Then again, wouldn't Pansy do that?

And yet Chloe merely smirked and clapped lazily.

He smirked back at her, apparently not disappointed by her lack of explosive reaction.

Chloe watched him as he celebrated with his teammates and then they flew off to change out of their gear. She sighed and got comfortable on the bleachers to wait for him. She must've gotten lost in her thoughts because Draco returned much quicker than she'd have expected, the boy surrounded by his teammates, who all praised him and told him that he was amazing and that they'd beat those "bird-brains" without any problem.

Standing, Chloe made her descent from the bleachers towards the boys who weren't paying her any mind. Jumping down to the ground, Chloe moved towards the group, pushed Crabbe out of the way, and then grabbed Draco by the shirt and jerked the boy (who'd been in mid-sentence) down to meet her lips as she pressed up on her tiptoes. Catcalls rose from the group as Draco froze as she kissed him, the action obviously taking him by surprise. Chloe tilted her head and coaxed his mouth open with hers, her tongue flicking his and causing an instantaneous reaction in the Slytherin Prince as he dropped his broom, anchored his hands onto her hips, and pulled her to him tightly.

He kissed her back, hard, hungry, leaving her breathless as his tongue invaded.

As the catcalls grew she finally pulled away and smirked at the boys as she ran her thumb over her bottom lip and then licked it.

Some of the boys' eyes widened and they gulped.

"That was for catching the snitch in such record time." Smirking, Chloe clutched onto Draco's arm much like Pansy had mentioned she wanted to do. "You boys are going to destroyRavenclaw."

Middleton cleared his throat. "When did you become saucy, Parkinson?"

She fluttered her eyelashes innocently at him. "What do you mean? I've always been this way."

Gaze on Middleton, she failed to notice the warning glare Draco gave him. She did see Middleton's corresponding blanched terror though, but when she followed his gaze questioningly towards Draco, she found the platinum blonde starting a conversation with one of the Beaters.

Shrugging, Chloe figured it must've all been her imagination.

That night she sat at Draco's right as they ate with the others in the Great Hall. DADA hadn't been so horrible now that she didn't have to worry about being forced to use a wand (it all seemed more theoretical than anything else) and the other classes which did require wand use employed the "buddy system" in which she could do the other part of the work and let Draco handle the actual wand-use.

"We need to do something." Mildred glared at the Gryffindor table. "Those brats have gotten away with too much for too long!"

"Mildred's right," Daphne turned to Pansy. "Why are we still waiting?"

Chloe merely raised an eyebrow from where she was brushing a strand of palest blonde hair out of Draco's face, ever the doting girlfriend as she supposed Parkinson would be. "Patience is a virtue."

"Since when?" Draco raised an eyebrow.

The sounds of screams interrupted dinner as everyone turned to look at the three Gryffindor boys breaking out into boils and turning completely purple. They were really going all out, maybe a little too much, but Chloe's grin was genuine as the whole of Slytherin burst out in applause and laughter while the faculty raced down to help the boys.

Daphne and Mildred turned their huge grins on Chloe.

The blonde in brunette packaging merely smiled at them innocently. "I wonder how that happened."

Daphne and Mildred shared looks before they threw their heads back and burst out into cackled laughter.

The Slytherin table watched Chloe with growing smirks.

Three people from the Gryffindor table ignored the wailing First Years and watched Chloe too.

Apparently wizards had their own version of Spin the Bottle.

Chloe found that fascinating as the Common Room celebrated the Gryffindor casualties. She wasn't sure exactly where they'd gotten the Firewhisky from, but they seemed to have an abundance of it stashed somewhere and weren't worried at all that they were going to get caught by the professors.

"So, you spin the wand, and it either gives you a Veritas or a Quest?" Chloe sat on Draco's lap, refusing to admit how quickly she'd come to be at ease in Pansy Parkinson's clingy role. She spoke softly as they watched the group seated on the ground taking turns spinning the wand.

"Basically." Draco's arm was around her and he caressed her hair almost instinctively, his gaze on those playing. "You can set the Veritas or the Quests level from innocent to downright pornographic." His grin grew. "Guess which one the Slytherins use."

Sharing in his amusement, Chloe watched as the wand fell on Mildred and a Veritas lit up in the air with the question: Who did you lose your virginity to?

Mildred's eyes widened and she looked like she was doing her best to keep her mouth shut, like it was a battle, and then she said: "My cousin's boyfriend, Morty."

The whole Commons burst out laughing.

She covered her face in embarrassment and yet didn't leave.

"You go, Milly!" Chloe yelled encouragingly. "Show them you've got game!"

Mildred removed her face from her face and sent a surprised look in Chloe's direction. She then smiled to herself and sat up a little straighter.

"I take it that once you start this game you can't lie." Chloe leaned closer to Draco as her voice lowered.

"You have to touch the wand before you begin, and it gives the players a modified Veritaserum dose that they absorb through their skin," Draco confirmed.

"That is terrible." And yet she was fascinated. "Also sounds like contraband."

He grinned. "Yes, it's a modified wand that is only used for this sort of stuff, and it has properties that would be... frowned on... by most wizards."

"But not Slytherins," she smirked.

He smirked back at her. "Exactly." He then frowned as he caught sight of something and shook his head resolutely.

Chloe followed his gaze to find Blaise motioning for Draco to come over. "He probably wants to ask you about Lana again."

"Exactly." Draco snorted. "I don't want-oh sod off already Zabini!"

Blaise, who'd come over while Draco was talking, glared at him. "I need to speak to you."

"I don't want to speak to you." Draco's free hand rubbed Chloe's thigh provokingly. "I'm enjoying time with my bird."

His bird? Chloe raised an eyebrow.

"If you don't want me speaking about certain things in front of everyone, you will come, now." Zabini's eyes narrowed threateningly.

A muscle jumped in Draco's cheek before he turned to Chloe. "Okay then. Off. I'll deal with him and be back."

Chloe slid off and watched Draco and Blaise go towards the Boys' Dorms.

The girl gazed at the time and realized that it was about time for her next dose of potion, otherwise she might wake up in her own body, and that just wouldn't do. She figured she should wait for Draco to come back, but who knew how long he would be in there with Blaise? Anyway, she wanted to slip into the Infirmary and talk to the boys, to bring them the chocolate she'd asked one of the House Elves to get for her.

With that in mind, Chloe left the Common Room and made her way towards her bathroom, where she dosed herself up and left the bathroom secure her form would stick. She headed to where she'd asked the House Elf to leave the bag of goodies, and then snuck her way to the Infirmary. Despite the fact that more than a couple of times she felt that she was being watched, Chloe made it to the Infirmary without running into anymore, and even somehow was lucky enough to get there during a time in which Madam Pomfrey wasn't around.

That was why she strolled in and grinned at the three boys on their beds. "You three were brilliant."

In seconds their "woe is us" expressions turned to huge grins.

"I think we were somewhat amazing," Riley grinned.

"I excelled," Christopher boasted.

"Oh please, I was definitely the star in that play," Francis scoffed.

Chloe snickered and placed the bag of chocolates on Riley's bed. "Here you go, boys. Consider these your Oscars, but hide them well because if Madam Pomfrey finds them she'll take them away."

"Yes ma'am!" The three boys grinned brightly at her as they got out of bed to investigate the goodies.

Going towards the door, Chloe hesitated before she turned back towards them. "And a word of advice-try to stay out of the Slytherins' hair. They'll target you all worse than they will others just because you're First Years."

"You'll let us know if anything's coming," Riley grinned at her.

She was shocked at the trust that kid had in her considering when they'd first met he'd thought she would leave him for the giant spiders to eat. She cleared her throat and gave him a huge smile. "Behave, kiddo! I'm not your Guardian Angel you know!" And with that she left the room (just as Francis asked what a Guardian Angel was) and hurried back towards the dungeons as quickly as her feet would take her.

Once again, she had no idea that she hadn't been alone.

The blonde in brunette packing headed back to the dungeons, humming Tick Tick Boom by The Hives as she walked around the hallways, taking advantage of the fact that she by herself as she played the air drums and murmured the lyrics to herself.


She froze when she heard that voice and turned around to see Harry Potter striding towards her. Terror rose in her throat as she realized that she was alone and unable to protect herself. She was open for an attack. Vulnerable. Why and she been so stupid as to come all the way out here by herself when she knew that there could be a map which-?

Harry Potter came up towards her and opened his mouth before he closed it and opened it and then closed it again.

Chloe blinked, still terrified and yet confused. "You wanted something, Potter?"

He turned to her and narrowed his eyes as he pushed his glasses higher up his nose. "Did the Slytherins have something to do with what happened to the First Years at supper?"

Was that what this about? About the prank on Riley, Christopher and Francis?

Chloe cleared her throat and smirked. "I hope so. Seeing those idiots running around screaming in pain made my night."

Potter's gaze went curious before he cleared his throat and his expression hardened. "Leave the First Years Alone."

She stepped up in his space and pushed back the terror in her because Pansy wouldn't be scared of Potter. "Make me." When he did nothing but stare at her she smirked and turned to leave.

"I'm not-." Potter's hand caught her wrist.


"No!" A redheaded woman screamed as she ran in front of a baby boy in a cradle and a jolt of green hit her square in her chest.


"Yes!" A dark haired woman smiled as she held a baby girl in her hands, and somewhere in the room a flash of green erupted brightly.


The sounds of both children screaming merged into a godawful, demonic sound.


Chloe and Harry pulled away with twin cries as they brought their hands to their heads.

"Don't touch me!" Chloe jerked her hand out of his, terrified that her horror was visible in her face despite her effort to look angry. "If you ever touch me again I'll-I'll-!" She turned and stormed away as she rubbed her wrist and let her horror show on her face now that her back was to him.

What the hell had just happened?

30th-Oct-2014 01:57 am (UTC)
What the WHAT!?!?!?!?!?!?! I love sneaky!Chloe, but I can't help but be anxious about what's going to happen once the war really picks up. And what's up with her visions? So excited for more!

30th-Oct-2014 03:33 am (UTC) - Agreed: What the WHAT!?
*throws purse up in tree and takes off earrings* I don't like you Potter!Stop sticking your nose in Chloe's bizness! If she gets sent away from Draco, Because you jelly Draco gots an awesome girl, I'm hunting yo' red and gold Gryffindor butt down and feeding you to da werewolves.

*patting down hair and drinks some water* That being said. I do adore sneaky Chloe in cahoots with the baby Gryffindors. Facepalm to the many muggle references. I'm scared for their feelings when real pansy is back

when the war picks up, Chloe might not be on the front lines to see the kiddos hurt. If I were V, my plan would be to keep her cloistered. 1. so she doesn't get hurt before she completes whatever bigger purpose she serves. 2. he's probably very familiar with her self sacrificing attitude. While that's good for deatheaters loyal to him. she's his life insurance and wouldn't want her healing willy nilly every injury that happens.

Lois and Lana might be put in battle with Bellatrix and Lucius or planted as spies. chloe, I think will be kept tightly controlled and only let out rarely like in her mysterious mission involving Edge.

Visions are giving us new info. second baby near green flash? I don't think dark haired lady is Bellatrix. so maybe a smallville villain?

Edited at 2014-10-30 12:09 pm (UTC)
30th-Oct-2014 03:46 pm (UTC) - Re: Agreed: What the WHAT!?

HAHAHAHA! *dies laughing* Oh no! When the earrings come off things have gotten real!

I am too! Scared about their feelings I mean, because they will get HURT! Pansy is a beyotch.

I think you might have some sort of mental link with the Big V. *eyes you suspiciously*
30th-Oct-2014 03:43 pm (UTC)

Hahaha! yes, what the what!!! lol
Chloe is definitely more sneaky than she is evil in this verse. And she still doesn't believe what her side is capable of. She still has a lot to learn about her side in the war.

Visions.... *innocent expression*
30th-Oct-2014 07:13 am (UTC)
awesome.... and ahhh, my suspicion about chloe and her role for voldemort
she really acts like a little brainwashed when it comes to harry and co....
and is way to nice for the dark sight... i'm anxious for more

thanks for updating...
30th-Oct-2014 03:47 pm (UTC)
*am curious what your theory is but I shant ask... for now*
She really is. She's had years of brainwashing and it shows!
30th-Oct-2014 04:24 pm (UTC)
Noooooo... Harry and Chloe are brother and sister, maybe even twins?! If that is the case then wow, just wow. That would be awesome! :-)
2nd-Nov-2014 10:28 pm (UTC)
"You knew the answer, didn't you." 
"Of course I did." 
LOL. Of couse she did!!!

OMG! What was that between Chloe and Harry!??
Is there a prophecy about them?!!

This was great. You're awesome!!!!
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