A/N: I have a huge art/writers block so I decided to start writing a Harry Potter fanfic. I've had the idea for a while so I finallly commited to paper... or, um, computer? (lol I dont even like Harry Potter that much, why am i doing this?) Anyways it's about a girl named Allison Breswel and she gets drawn into this Harry Potter world and has a few enemies before she even gets to Hogwarts and she also has some freinds and yeah. First chapter is kinda just her meeting the trio and... Draco. It'll be more exciting next chapter, if you dont like this one. There are TONS of quotes from the books, because it's just stuff they would say even if a new character was there... Yeah well Read and Review plz Oh and I would have added more main characters (like the trio, Luna Lovegood, Neville Longbottom, etc.) but there were to many other characters so I just did Draco and OC who are main... ENOUGH RAMBLING/slapped read on


Allison Breswel took in her surroundings. She was at King's Cross Station, trying to find a 'platform nine and three quarters'. As far as she could tell, there was no such thing.

Allison pulled out her letter. An invitation to the school of witchcraft and wizardry, Hogwarts. Allison scanned the note informing her of the platform and sighed. It said 'platform nine and three quarters'. Where was it? If Allison had her numbers correct it should be between platforms nine and ten, but there was nothing.

Of course Allison could ask for help... No. She would figure this out on her own. Working something out had never failed before.

A boy with sandy blonde hair brushed past her, pushing a cart with a huge trunk on top. A man and woman (most likely his parents) followed. The woman kissed her son's forehead, then the boy ran straight towards the platforms that divided nine and ten.

What is he doing? Allison thought. He's going to-

The sandy-haired boy vanished. His parents walked off. Maybe... Maybe this was how to get to platform nine and three quarters. Allison adjusted her cart to face the platform and ran.

Thoughts crowded her mind. What if she had been wrong? What if she just crashed into the wall? No! Allison told herself. If he could do it, so can I.

And she was through. Just like that. She was looking straight at a scarlet train. Looking up, Allison noticed a sign saying Hogwarts Express, Eleven o'clock. Allison glanced at her watch. It read 10:56.

Only four minutes! Allison dashed into the train, relief flowing through her body. If she had taken any longer finding the train...


Harry was pulling his bangs aside, showing Ron the lightning scar, when their compartment door burst open.

A girl with tangled, dark brown hair and bright blue eyes flecked with orange had entered the room and she had a wild look in her eyes. "All the other compartments are full. Just pretend I'm not here." She pressed herself against the window and pulled a slim wand out of her jeans pocket. The girl muttered something to herself, clasped her hands over her chest, then disappeared.

"Blimey, how'd y-" Ron started as the door burst open again. This time a boy with bright blonde hair stomped in flanked by two thickset boys, practically fuming. Little blue mushrooms had sprouted all over his robes and he did not seem pleased.

"Did a short girl with dark hair come in here?" The blonde boy asked.

"No." Harry and Ron replied, simultaneously. The blonde boy and his gaurds walked out, angrily slamming the door shut. Harry's owl, Hedwig, screeched.

The girl reappeared and breathed a sigh of relief. "Thanks. I owe you one." she smiled, then
ran a hand through her hair in a very masculine manner. "My name is Allison. Allison Breswel."

"Ronald Weasley, but just call me Ron." Ron said in awe.

"Harry Potter." Harry said, equally shocked.

"So... Um, how did you..." Ron tripped over his words. Allison had a layer back air, but her eyes were really intimidating.

"Disappear?" She finished for him.

"Uh, yeah."

"Simple invisibility spell I figured out myself." Allison had an American accent, weird compared to the two boy's English ones.

"Last I checked there were no invisibility spells. Invisibility cloaks, for sure, but no spells." Ron said.

"I guess it just isn't that common, then." Allison shrugged. "Do you mind if I stay? I wasn't joking when I said the rest of the seats were taken up."

The boys looked at each other and shrugged. "Sure." They said.

"So Ron says he is pureblood and I suppose I am, too... So what are you?" Harry asked.

"Muggle-born." Allison replied, curtly.

"Woah, really? And you have already invented a spell? You're parents must be really proud of you." Ron exclaimed.

"They might have been, but they died in a boating accident a while ago..."

"Oh. I'm sorry." Ron said.

"Don't worry 'bout It." Allison said, waving her hand. "I never knew them, anyway."

Harry looked aside, thinking about his own parents, when a question formed in his mind. "Who raised you?"

"Well-"

The door slid open, again and a round-faced boy walked in. Tears threatened to spill as he asked, voice wavering "Sorry, but have you seen a toad at all?" When all three of them shook their heads no he wailed "I've lost him! He keeps getting away from me!"

"Dont worry, you'll find him." Allison encouraged.

"Yeah, I'm sure he'll turn up." Harry added. The boy nodded.

"Well, if you see him..." He left.

"Don't know why he's so bothered." Ron said. "If I brought a toad I'd lose it as soon as I could. Mind you I've got scabbers so I can't talk." Ron indicated a large, brown rat sleeping on his lap.

"I didn't even notice you hada rat!" Allison exclaimed. "But, then again, you probably did not notice my cat."

"But there isnt-" Harry started.

"Oh no! I never took the spell off her! Oops." Allison flicked her wand at her lap and a snow white cat appeared. It looked rather displeased. "Her name is Midnight. Anti-clamatic don't you think?"

"I suppose it is." Ron laughed. "My older brother, George, gave me a spell to turn Scabbers yellow. Wanna see?" He pulled his wand out and ,just as he raised it, the boy missing his toad and a girl with bushy brown hair slid the door open.

"Have any of you seen Neville's toad?" She asked.

"We already told him 'no'." Ron said, lowering his wand. The girl wasn't paying attention to his answer, though, she was looking at his wand.

"Oh, are you doing magic?" The girl asked. "Let's see it, then."

"Alright." Ron cleared his throught, glanced at Allison and recited "Sunshine, daisies, butter mellow, turn this stupid, fat rat yellow!" Nothing happened.

"I don't think it worked." Allison said, hiding a smile. Ron turned red.

"Is that a real spell?" The bushy haired girl asked, voice suggested she thought not. "Well it's not very good, is it? I've tried a few simple spells, just for practice, and they have ALL worked for me. No one in my family is magic at all, it was ever such a surprise when I got my letter, but I was ever so pleased, of course, I mean, it's the best school of witchcraft there is, I've heard. I've learner all our course books by heart, I just hope it will be enough- Oh I'm Hermione Granger, by the way. Who are you?" She talked in this high- pitched voice that ran all her words together, so it was hard to understand anything she said.

Harry glanced at Ron and Allison smiled at their shocked expressions.

"Ronald Weasley."

"Harry Potter."

"Are you really? I know all about yo-"

"You wanna see a spell you can't do?" Ron asked, looking to Allison for permission.

"Oooh, yes please." Hermione said.

Allison stood. "I'm Allison Breswel, by the way." And she disappeared. Midnight meowed at the loss of her owner.

"Oh my! That's amazing! I thought you could only do that with a cloak. Anyways do any of you know what house you'll be in? I hope I'm in Gryffindor, but Ravenclaw doesn't seem too bad." Hermione exclaimed and then was dragged out of the room by the unseen Allison. Neville followed suit.

Allison shut the door, reappeared and said "What a nuisance."

"Whatever house I'm in, I hope she's not in it." Ron muttered.

"What house are your brothers in?" Harry asked.

"Gryffindor. all of them." Ron said sourly. He didn't seem to be very happy about it. "Thing is-" The door slid open, again. "I wish people would stop bursting in here whenever." Allison said to the blonde boy from earlier. He had removed the mushrooms, but still recognized Allison.

"Ah, i-it's you." The boy said. His gaurds both stepped back.

"I havea name, you know. It's Allison Breswel, what's yours?" Allison smiled, maliciously and waved her hand at the boy.

"Draco Malfoy." Ron and Allison snorted. "Think my name's funny, do you?"

"No." said Ron.

"Yes" said Allison, but Draco ignored her.

"No need to ask who you are, Weasley." Draco brushed his hair aside. "These are Crabbe and Goyle." He said pointing to the overweight kids behind him. "But that's not why I'm here. They're saying all down the train that Harry Potter's in this compartment. It's you, isn't it?" Draco pointed to Harry.

"Yeah, that's Harry, all right. Now why don't you go tell your freinds that their sources were correct." Allison's voice dripped with sarcasm. Again Draco ignored her, although his jaw did tightened, indicating he had heard her.

"You'll soon find somewizarding families are much better than others, Potter. You don't want to go making freinds with the wrong sort. I can help you there." Draco said, offering Harry his hand, to shake.

Harry took a deep breath and said "I think I can tell the wrong sort for myself, thanks."

Allison laughed and smacked Draco's hand, in an uninvited high-five. "I think that was an offer for you to leave, pal."

Draco turned a furious shade of red, turned on his heel and left. Ron, Harry and Allison burst into laughter at what Allison had done.


A/N: lol Allison is a jerk to people she doesn't like/ that bother her. She really does not like Malfoy. And oh poor Harry, Allison and Ron they keep getting interrupted mid-sentence and people keep just walking in and being like "hey whats up". WELL... REVIEW PLZ haha just review. for me? (/^^)/