Let me set the premise. Ron and Hermione are married, along with Harry and Ginny, and Neville and Luna. All of them have kids who have known each other since birth. It is time for Ron's and Hermione's oldest to go to school and she has to leave all of her old friends behind for a couple of years and meet some new ones.

We are following the school and home life of Violet Weasley. I hope to follow her though all seven years and maybe more on some sequels. I will try to keep each year in a different story. So lets start.

"Violet! Come down and say goodbye to your cousins!" my mom hollered up the stairs of our quaint home in wizarding England.

"I'm coming mom! Geez, it's not like they have anywhere else to go today," I muttered as I sprinted down the stairs. "I can't believe that I'm about to start my first year at Hogwarts." At that moment I was attacked with little cousins while my best friend stood aside. "Sam, I'm going to miss you.," I said as we hugged.

"I'm going to miss you too," he said. " But hey, you get to leave a year before me. Lucky. I wish I could get away from these two for even a day," he said as he wrangled his two kid sisters who struggled to be let free.

"I'll see you there next year. I promise that even if we are in different houses that we will hang out."

"Right."

I meant it, but I had no time to tell him that because my dad came up behind me.

"Come on, honey. No time to dilly-dally. You have a train to catch. You can send Sam an owl once you get to school."

"OK, Dad." Sam and I hugged one last time, and I got in the car with my mom and dad. I was going to miss everyone. I hated that uncle Harry, aunt Ginny, Neville, and Luna had had kids so much after my mom and dad. I was the first of my 4 cousins and 3 honorary cousins to go to school.

"You nervous, sweetie?" my mom asked. I was, but I didn't want to say so.

"Of course she isn't," my dad pronounced. "She is a Weasley after all."

"Thanks, dad."

"Mommy, daddy, why can't we go to Hogwarts?" my kid brothers asked. They are three years younger then me, so they aren't going for well, three more years.

"Because, sweetums, you aren't old enough."

"When will we be old enough?"

"Tyler, you and Oliver will be old enough in three years, when you are eleven like ME!"

"Don't scream at your brothers." I hated to get mom angry, but am I really to blame. I wish I could go to school next year. That way I could be on the train with at least one friend.

Just at that moment, we arrived at King Cross Station. I walked, holding my mom's hand, though the crowds to platform 9 ¾. When we got to platform 9 though I only saw a platform 10.

"Mom, where's the platform?"

"Just hold my hand. We are almost there." Then my mom walked right into a wall. Or a least that is what I thought she was doing. I really should learn to expect these types of things, since I am going to a wizarding school, because we walked right though the wall, completely unscathed.

"Here we are. Lets wait for your father to get here with the bags then we will get you on the train."

Tell me what you think. If I have a least one person who likes it, I'll keep writing. If you don't review, I won't update, ever again.

Also I need names for Violet's new friends. I am horrible at making up names. So throw some at me, maybe I'll use one.