Pamela Branson was thrown around from home to home after her birth mother gave her up. Finally in a home that accepted who she was, she was to start a new life, and a new school, at a place called Hogwarts. At her new home, she also had a new brother by the name of Draco Malfoy. They got along just swell, but with her black hair and purple eyes, she didn't look anywhere near his sister. On the train to Hogwarts, Pam makes friends with the trio, Harry, Hermione, and Ron, but when she is sorted into Slytherin, will that all change? And what about being related to a Malfoy?

"We have to move quickly on this, if not, she'll be in Hogwarts before we know it," Lucius said quickly, and slyly.

Voldermort's red eyes curved towards him.

"Malfoy, don't speak. I don't care if Branson is living in your home, keep your mouth shut until asked to speak!" Voldermort yelled furiously, his brow furrowed.

"Pam, I've got to tell you something," she said seriously.

Pam turned her gaze to the girl next to her.

Hermione looked back to Harry before speaking again.

"I think Harry likes you," she spoke softly.

"Scarhead and Pam, I don't think so," Draco sneered quietly, his face close to Hermione's.

"It's like she didn't even know we were there!" Harry almost shouted as he paced the room, running his hand through his messy jet-black hair, speaking to Ron and Hermione.

"Harry, Ginger is her best friend!" Hermione exclaimed, trying to explain this to him.

"And what are we? Her backup friends?" Harry yelled, a bit too loud for his liking as he collapsed into the chair next to his two friends.

"11:54! Oh my gosh, Draco's going to kill me!" Pam exclaimed worriedly, jumping up. T.J. followed suit and ran to the door to block Pam's exit.

"T.J., come on, we have to get going back to the Common Room," she said impatiently, tapping her foot as she crossed her arms against her chest.

"What's the rush, baby? We're already late. Why not spend a little more time together?" he said, his golden brown eyes gleaming with cuteness that Pam couldn't resist.

"Will—er—would you like to go to Hogsmede with me on Saturday?" Harry asked.

Pam was shocked. She didn't expect him to be asking her that. She didn't know what she expected him to be asking her, but it wasn't that.

"No Draco! I don't want to involve him, not yet. I
don't think he'll act for a while, he'll bide his
time," Pam said, thinking deeply about it.

"You don't know my father like I do. He'll act soon to
get it out of the way. It'll be before Christmas, but
I can't be sure about anything else," Draco said,
drumming his fingers on his leg.

Pam heard him whisper something, and before she even had time to think about what he was saying, she felt her body go limp, and she fell to the ground with a thud. That wasn't part of the plan.

Harry lit up his wand to see who the person was that was playing the hoax on him. To his surprise, he looked down to see Pam.

"Stupid stupid Harry!" Harry scolded himself.

"What are you doing here?" Ginny asked him.

"Talking to you," Draco said quickly. He scolded himself at the dumb answer as soon as the words had left his mouth.

Pam and Draco took their normal seats at the Slytherin table and started to pull some food onto their plates.

No sooner than they had just started to fill their plates did two familiar faces appear at the Slytherin table. Pam and Draco looked up to see who was standing across from them, and immediately turned back to their food.

Harry and Ginny stood with somber looks on their faces and then swung their legs, one at a time, over the bench to sit, for the first time, at the Slytherin table.

"Calling me coward, Potter? Hiding behind Dumbledore," the leader spoke loudly, speaking just a foot away from Harry.

After dinner Harry pulled Pam to the side.

"I have a surprise," he said confidently. In fact, he had no idea if this was the right thing or not, but he guessed he would find out sooner rather than later.

"Okay. Hey guys, I'll catch up with you later," Pam motioned to Draco and Ginger as they headed back to the Slytherin Common Room.

"C'mon," Harry said seductively.