Hi! I'm writing this fic just for fun over break, so really, this is a shitty first draft I was too lazy to edit :| Buuuut, it does get better, and I really hope you guys like this, since I plan on just having fun with it :)

Introduction/s (AKA Caution: Information Overload)

Emily Villareal, Jordan Sharma, and Lieselotte Wang were childhood friends. Emily and Jo were cousins, and Lies was their only other magical neighbour, so no matter that her home was a long bicycle ride away, they visited.

They met at kindergarten. Jo's pureblood mother thought the idea of education supervised by child development experts well before 11 was superb. Her muggle husband agreed, so off to kindergarten they sent their three daughters (Charlie, Jo, and Cameron) to wreak havoc with their uncontrollable abilities. Emily's mother, a muggle-born witch, agreed with her sister-in-law, and similarly, unleashed Emily and her three brothers (Danny, Stephen, and Andy) unto the unsuspecting faculty.

Lies was an only child to a young muggle woman who had no idea what to do about her accident prone daughter. She just couldn't understand how Lies could dye the class hamster bright purple. But the Villareal's and the Sharma's were neighbourly folk, apparently, because when Emily and Jo came home with stories of purple hamsters and classmates' socks catching fire after colouring all over Lies' storybook, they came right over with cakes and pastries.

Emily, Jo, and Lies were an unlikely group. Friends due to circumstance, though the three developed similar interests, inside jokes, and a close bond, they were very different. Where Jo studied minimally and only when her parents insisted, and Lies studied to excel, Emily studied to learn. Boisterous Emily was always excited over something; insatiably curious, and interested in everything. Nothing, thought Emily, felt better than finally understanding something that used to be a mystery. Outside of class, she used her imaginative mind to create new games for her friends, but in class she was quiet as a mouse, at least until she had a question.

That's not to say Jo was lazy. Nonchalant and absentminded, most people assumed Jo just coasted along, but those who knew her well knew better. Good-humoured, good-natured Jo who laughed at herself and fretted over her friends had a fiery temper and a stubborn streak. Lies argued to win, and Emily argued to debate, but Jo, who hated conflict, only argued to defend what she felt was right. She daydreamed in class, drawing up maps with dragons and haunted castles, so they could go adventuring during recess.

But if you asked people which girl was the fiery one, they would answer Lieselotte. Before Jo and Emily, Lies couldn't understand what she was doing wrong. Why was it that she could turn the pavement into sludge, but her mother couldn't? Was it something only kids could do? But the girl next door had screamed when Lies turned the withered flowers on their hedges into blossoming roses. When Lies found out she and her best friends were magic, the uncertainty went away, and a whole new world opened up to her.

She was a remarkably self-possessed and responsible child, like most only children. While Emily and Jo were caught up in their thoughts, Lieselotte was more pragmatic. Even at a young age, she was the leader of the bunch. Emily made the games, and Jo made the maps, but Lies played the lead roles and headed the expeditions. She was out-going and charismatic, so she had many friends, but while she loved to joke around and have fun, she focused her efforts on improving herself for the day she could finally immerse herself in the Wizarding world…which finally arrived her eleventh year.

Emily, Jo, and Lies had been to Diagon Alley before. Danny was an incoming 6th year Gryffindor, and had been buying his school things at Diagon Alley for the past five years. Charlie (Charlotte, she was insisting, that year) was an incoming 3rd year Hufflepuff, and had been visiting Diagon Alley for two years, cousins, siblings, and Lies in tow. And anyway, the girls insisted on coming along whenever Emily and Jo's parents needed to shop for anything magical. But this year was different. They'd be shopping for their own school things, fitting their own school robes, and most important of all, getting their own wands.

"Let's do this," Jo breathed out, her large brown eyes further widening in anticipation as the girls stood outside the wand shop. Behind them, their parents waited expectantly. Danny, with Stephen tagging along, had gone to buy his own things. Charlie had disappeared with a group of Hufflepuff girls as soon as they'd arrived. Still, neither party left without weaselling extra pocket money out of their parents first.

The parents, Lies' mom included, were just as excited about the wands as their children. They grinned encouragingly, the magical once reminiscing about being chosen by their own wands. Cam and Andy fidgeted impatiently. Cam would have to wait two more years for her wand, and Andy would have to wait for three years. Neither was very interested in their sisters' future wands, but both were quite interested in the sweet shop across the street.

"It's alright to be nervous," Jo's dad said, ruffling her already messy mane of long brown hair. She hadn't inherited her mom's blonde tresses, or her father's manageable straight hair. Instead, she had a combination of the worst traits of either: the unruly tangle of her mother's curls, and the plain brown of her father's locks. Perhaps this was because lucky Charlie had all the straight blonde hair genes, and had left none for herself and Cam. But all was fair in the world whenever Charlie turned scarlet under the sun and stung all over from sunburn, while she and Cam would just turn a shade of brown darker.

"Merlin, I remember when the second wand I tried nearly singed my eyebrows off!" exclaimed Emily's father. His sister, Jo's mom, rolled her eyes at him.

"Cassie, you're exaggerating," she said, though she was grinning. Emily's father gave an exaggerated gasp and pretended to be offended.

"Una, you dare use that nickname in front of my children?" he clasped a hand to his chest. Emily grinned as her friends chuckled along with the adults. It was an old joke Jo's mom and Emily's dad, Cassius Villareal, loved to play out. Apparently, Una Sharma nee Villareal used to call her brother Cassie to get a rise out of him. Emily appreciated them bringing it up to ease the girls' nervousness.

"Alright, come on, it's not that bad," Emily's mom said.

"Easy for you to say, you were chosen by the first wand handed to you!" Cassius interjected. "Listen, girls, make sure to wave the wand at something really far away from you, then duck!" The girls giggled nervously, though they noticed that no one contradicted the advice.

Cassius Villareal bore an uncanny resemblance to Gomez Addams from the Addams Family cartoons. It wasn't just the slicked black hair, and the dark circles under his eyes that he'd probably been born with, he also insisted on wearing fancy muggle suits wherever he went, and had a well-groomed moustache. Sometimes Emily wondered why people said they looked alike. Then again, she had the same black eyes, the same dark waves of hair, and the very same ashen olive skin, which altogether made her look quite frightening sometimes. Her brothers, on the other hand, had her mother's straight black hair and fair skin.

"It's not…really that dangerous, is it?" Lies' mom asked. She laughed it off, but the others could sense her uncertainty.

"Well, it really depends," admitted Emily's mother, shrugging her shoulders apologetically.

"It's the law, though. And anyway, the wands will help them control their magic, so I suppose it's a necessary risk," reasoned Jo's father. He was still quite new to everything, despite Charlie being on her third year at Hogwarts, but he also shrugged nonchalantly. The chance of disaster, he supposed, were quite slim.

"It is pretty exciting," Lies' mom finally conceded. She was fairly open-minded and loved new things, which was perfect for a single muggle mother to a young witch. She and Lies were very close, and did everything together. She was more than nervous about sending her daughter away for school.

Lies and her mother were carbon copies of each other. They had the same straight black hair, dark narrow eyes, and pale, freckled skin. They talked like each other, smiled like each other, and laughed like each other. One would wonder if Lies had a father at all.

All three girls finally entered the shop hand in hand. Lies went first and was handed a wand that fizzed and sparked skittishly at first contact. By her fourth try, the wandmaker made sure to stand behind her, and then slide a good distance away as Lies waved the wand. The wand tip began to glow white and the room began smelling of Lies' mother's perfume, homemade biscuits, and fabric softener. It was the perfect wand: restless and haughty.

Jo wanted to go next, but noticed Emily bouncing on her toes excitedly, though Emily didn't so much as give a peep. It took a while to decide who would go next as both girls began an awkward dance of "it's okay, you go first" "no, you" "no, it's alright". Finally, Emily conceded and was handed her first wand. She gave a wave, and black sludge began oozing out of the corners of the room. The wandmaker sighed like he'd seen worse (which was true) and with the wave of a wand the ooze disappeared. The next wand was perfect. It zapped the wandmaker's wayward office supplies into order and also balanced the open ledger on his table. The wand fit: flexible and daring.

Finally, it was Jo's turn. It took her three tries and several breeds of dog, but finally the wandmaker handed her just the right one. She aimed for the umbrella at the far end of the shop, and immediately it grew a pair of hairy legs with knobby knees. The umbrella began to dance to the tune of Ragtime Gal that started playing out of nowhere. The girls laughed, and the wandmaker clapped his hands, telling them that this was why he chose to sell wands, knowing the risks. Jo's wand was the perfect fit: bright and adventurous.

It was impossible to travel with thirteen people, eight of whom are kids, and expect to get there right on time. As a result, the Villareal-Sharma-Wang contingent made it to Platform 9 and ¾ barely on time to load Danny and the girls onto the train, waving goodbye. Inside the train, Danny and Charlie went their separate ways to reunite with friends, leaving the girls to find their own compartment. The three shuffled down the train as it began to move, checking into full compartment after full compartment, until they reached the very last one.

"There's only one person in there," said Lies who, as usual, was at the head of the group and was peering into their last hope at not having to be the first years who spent the ride to Hogwarts sitting along the aisle.

"Ask them if they mind sharing," said Jo, leaning over Emily to look into the compartment as well.

"He better not or I'm going to throw a fit…at him," grumbled Lies as she knocked on the compartment door to get the boy's attention. He was sitting at the very end seat in the compartment to the right of the door. He was facing the window with his back to them, and all the girls could see was the back of his pale blond head. At the sudden noise, the boy jerked upright and stared in surprise at the girls standing behind the compartment door. Lies slid the door open.

"D'you mind if we sit here? There's no space for all three of us together anywhere else," asked Lies.

The boy glanced at their heavy-looking luggage, and decided he had no choice. Anyway, they didn't seem to recognize him, or else they probably wouldn't have asked to sit with him. "It's alright", he said.

The girls entered the compartment, shoving their bags onto the shelf at the top. The boy got up to help, though he hung back awkwardly when they signalled he wasn't needed. The odd group sat down, the boy where he was seated before and the girls across from him. Emily sat by the door, watching the people milling about outside and waiting for the snack trolley to make its way to the back of the train. Lies sat in the middle, flipping through the latest issue of Witch Weekly. She collected issues of the magazine, which she saw as her one constant link to Wizarding society and culture, at least until Hogwarts. Jo was left to sit across from the boy. She was susceptible to motion sickness and needed a window seat so she wouldn't feel so confined, and could get some fresh air when needed. She watched the sullen boy across from her curiously.

"Are you a first year too?" she asked him. He nodded, then seemed to think better and cleared his throat with a cough.

"Yes," he replied hesitantly.

"I'm Jo Sharma, these are Lies Wang and Emily Villareal," she said, gesturing to each girl. Now they were all watching him expectantly.

"S-Scorpius…Malfoy" he said, voice growing soft at the last part. An uncomfortable silence settled in the compartment, and Scorpius was worried they now realized who he was, and regretted deciding to sit with him. Perhaps they'd prefer the aisle outside after all.

"What house do you want to be in?" asked Jo after a while. Scorpius glanced up at her in surprise. There was no indication on her face that she was repelled by him, only genuine curiosity regarding her question.

"My father might want me in Slytherin. I don't know. My mother was a Ravenclaw"

"My mother was a Ravenclaw too," Jo replied, smiling, "but my father's a muggle, so I don't know what house he'd be in", Scorpius was inwardly stunned at the matter-of-fact tone of her voice, and how no one else seemed as surprised as him. "My sister's a Hufflepuff, though, and she says everyone's nice there. Her friends seem nice too, so maybe that…" Jo trailed off as she thought this through.

"I'd like to be in Gryffindor," Lies interjected.

"That's just 'cause the most famous witches and wizards you read about in your magazines are from Gryffindor," Emily said, frowning at Lies, who only grinned and shrugged. "But Gryffindor does sound nice. Mum and dad were Gryffindors. I think I'd fit in better with Ravenclaw though."

"Of course you would", said Lies, and she and Jo grinned knowingly at Emily who only rolled her eyes. Scorpius watched the three conversing easily and wondered if this was what it was like to have siblings.

The train ride passed in the same fashion. The girls would alternate between comfortable silences and short bursts of conversation with Scorpius occasionally speaking up when he was asked a question. Soon they were riding the boats over the Lake in awed silence. Then it was time to be sorted.

Jo was not at all surprised to find herself in Hufflepuff, though Scorpius and a self-conscious Albus Potter both were. She took a seat beside her sister, who squealed and hugged her tight before introducing her to the other Hufflepuffs. The seat she chose placed her across from Scorp and beside Al, and as though they'd known each other forever, she introduced herself and Scorpius to a lost-looking Albus.

Emily's turn came after Jo, and absolutely no one who knew her was surprised she was in Ravenclaw. Her brother, Danny's, friends, however, seemed quite surprised he could have a sibling in Ravenclaw. She took a seat and immediately received warm congratulations.

No one was more surprised than Lies when she got Slytherin. Her eyes widened in fear for just a split second. Slytherin was not the house it used to be. A muggle-born could be safe in those dungeons now. After all, this proved only one thing: the Sorting Hat believed Lies had talent, and that was certainly necessary for ambition. Calming herself down, Lies made her way to the Slytherin table where her glance fell not-so-accidentally onto a charming second year named James Potter. She knew of him and his famous family from countless issues of Witch Weekly. Perhaps they could be friends, she thought. The moment the unruly-haired nuisance opened his mouth, Lies knew it wasn't to be.

Okay, now that everything's established (more or less), we can proceed to the story, where there's a little less info overload and everything's actually been edited! :) Thank you for reading. I'm uploading the intro and first three chapters now, but if you like it, please tell me, and I'll continue uploading. Thanks!