Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or any of the characters, except kirsta, she's mine!
A/N: Hey guys! this is my new story! I know this has been done before, but I decided to do one of my own. I promise my main priority is my other story 'A little Sister' but whenever I feel like a change I will type this. Don't expect it to be updated that often, mabey twice a month.
Chapter1: A First Friend
I slowly walked down Diagon Alley, dragging my feet. I was a short distance behind my mother, hoping she would forget about me. But I knew she wouldn't. I do this every time one of my parents takes me out of the house, and I've been doing it since the age of 4. This is probably why my parents try to never take me out. I am very talented in the art of slipping away unnoticed, but my mother knows all of my tricks and I can no longer get away from her.
"Keep up, Catherine" My mother calls back to me.
I sighed and sped up. Normally I would ignore this command and get even further behind, but today I didn't dare disobey my parents. Today my brother Draco and I are here to get our school supplies. I am older but Draco and I are so close in age we are in the same year at Hogwarts. (I think this is very unfair)
Ever since I was 4 and learned what the word mudblood meant, I have known that I am different than the rest of the family, and I can't wait to get away from Draco at hogwarts.
My mother and I walked up to the large white building in the distance (Gringotts). My father and brother were already standing there. They had come earlier to get money from the vault. My father gave my mother and I money. He may not trust me with some things, but he learned the hard way you cannot trust Draco with a big bag of gold.
"you two go get fitted for robes" my father told us "Your mother and I will get your books, and we will meet you in Ollivanders."
Before I could even nod in reply Draco had grabbed my arm and was yanking me down the street. As soon as my parents were out of earshot Draco smirked at me and asked:
"Did you try and get away again?" I nodded. He shook his head in disgust. I'm pretty sure he thinks Im crazy, but I don't really care. He just doesn't understand I don't care about money.
We entered the shop and Draco started getting fitted for his robes. I stood quietly in the background waiting for my turn, knowing Draco will not wait for me when he's done. I know Draco will run of to check the price on the new Nimbus 2000. even though he knows there is no way in the world he is going to get one this year, when he's not aloud to be on the quidditch team, and he already has a broom.
My thoughts were interrupted as a boy my age walked into the shop. He has black hair, green eyes, and glasses. He stood of to the side, I don't even think he realized I was there. Draco began to talk to the boy. In my opinion Draco was being rather rude, and by the look on the boy's face he thought so too. I decided I would try and repair the damage once Draco had run off to Quality Quidditch Supplies.
I tried my very hardest to blend into the wall as Draco continued on, But when draco said He would leave if he got put in Hufflepuff, I couldn't help but say:
"Better Hufflepuff than Slytherin"
I was sure Draco hadn't heard me, but the boy looked over at me surprised. As though he just realized I was there. Draco continued on and I shank into the background. Thankfully Draco hadn't heard me, If Draco had heard my outburst, he would tell father and I would be in deep trouble. I decided to watch my mouth more closely. The boy returned his attention to Draco. Finally after what seamed like forever Draco handed me his robes to pay for them later and said smirking:
"Don't run off sis. I don't think father would be very pleased, do you?" and he strutted out of the shop.
"Sorry about him" I said stepping on to the stool to get fitted. "He has a very narrow view of life."
"How do you mean?" the boy said looking interested
"Well..." I said not sure I should say what was threatening to burst out, but against my better judgment I rushed on "He thinks he better than any one else because he's a pureblood."
"A what?" the boy said looking confused
"A pureblood, someone who has no muggle blood in them at all" I said with distaste "but, It's completely ridiculous, it doesn't matter if your pureblood or if your muggleborn, it depends on your talent and what you do with it."
"But your his sister!" he said looking at me incredulously
"And we can't have different opinions?" I asked smiling at him slightly.
"Oh" he said softly "sorry"
"It's alright" I said "by the way my name's Catherine."
"Harry" he said quietly. He looked down at his feet and shuffled slightly.
"So..." I said trying to get over the awkward moment "you're a first year as well?"
"Yeah" he said looking around in wonder. "I never realized that those weird things that happened around me were magic."
I nodded "that's probably how I would have felt if I was raised by muggles" We stood in silence for a moment, he looked rather uncomfortable. "So Harry, what are you last name?" I asked breaking the silence.
"Potter" He said looking up for my reaction. I was sure my eyes were huge and my mouth was hanging open.
"Your name's Potter?" he nodded "as in Harry Potter? The Harry Potter? The boy-who-lived?" I said
He smiled in a sort of tired way and nodded once more. "It's gets sort of annoying that everyone knows who I am." He sighed "And I've only been in this world for a few hours!" He laughed.
I smiled "I am the same way too. My dad is high up in the ministry, so everyone knows me, but I hate it."
"I guess were a lot alike" he said looking at me interestedly.
The lady announced that I was done and I hopped down off the stool. "Well Harry, I guess I'll see you on September 1st." He nodded and I left the shop. Maybe this making friend's thing wasn't as hard as I thought it would be.
A/N: well I hope my next few chapters are better than this one. Sorry this chapter is very bad, I promise the story will get better! PLZ PLZ PLZ REVIEW!!