Author's Note; hey guys. I think I have a pretty good idea as to where I'm going to take this story to. Please give me constructive criticism only! If your going to criticize me, please give me an idea as to how I can fix it. Also, this is my first time trying to write a story, so I'm going to need a Beta reader, because I make a lot of mistakes and sometimes I have to read it five or six times and I still have tons of mistakes. If your interested, please email me at supermanfrenchy@hotmail.com . thank you so much!

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                                                The Messed up files of love and Hogwarts.

                                       ~*Chapter One; Starting Off.*~

Harry stepped off of Platform 9 and 3/4 , slowly looking around for Ron or Hermione and their families. He scanned the many people among the train station. He noticed Draco Malfoy standing by his goons, more than likely bragging over a student he had just tripped, or something of the matter. Neville Longbottom was still the same chubby little boy, with his toad, Trevor.  Nobody had really changed much, except for a bit of extra hair here, or a haircut here and there. Then, Harry saw a face he had never seen before. She had on muggle clothes, but Harry still thought she looked pretty. She has long brown hair that went down hair back, all of it was silky smooth as he could see. He didn't get a glimpse of her eyes, but he was sure they were beautiful too. She had on a light purple v-neck shirt, with a pair of muggle hip-hugger jeans. He was pondering whether or not to go and introduce him self, whenever Ron and Hermione walked over.

                        "Harry! We missed you so much!" His bushy haired, but nice, friend Hermione said hugging him. Harry noticed that Hermione was already dressed in most of her wizarding clothes, except her robe. Typical of Hermione, Harry thought, to think ahead and wear what she already needed to change into in the first place. Harry broke free from her and looked over to Ron. He was standing there staring at something. Harry turned and saw her. He noticed her as the girl he had been glancing at earlier.

                        "Hey.. Who's," Harry was cut off in his sentence by Ron.

                        "That is Alyssa Gold," Ron said admiring the girl from a distance.  Harry started staring too, but then he looked at Hermione, who was tapping her foot impatiently. She was giving them both a disapproving look. Harry turned away from the girl, but Ron stood staring.

                        "Hello?! Ron! We have to get on the train and get a good seat, you don't want to be stuck with a compartment next to the one Malfoy will be in, do you?" Hermione said, pressing at him to start moving.

                        "Oh, yeah. That's right," Ron started moving towards the back of the train. Not before he assured his mum that he had his lunch with him in his bag. "Bloody lunchmeat sandwiches," he mumbled to himself as they sat down.

                        "Ron… did you happen to do any of your homework this time?" Hermione asked Ron.

                        "Ehh…"

                        "Not even one assignment?" Harry added.

                        "Ehh.."

                        "RON!" Hermione yelled.  

                        "You guys are ganging up on me again! I can't take it!" Ron buried his head in his shirt.  Harry was about to say something when they were disturbed. Ron didn't notice that someone walked inside they're compartment.

                        "Hey. Can I sit in here? They're really is nowhere else to sit," A quiet voice said. Ron looked up. It was Alyssa Gold. Harry thought he was going to have a heart failure, right there.

                        "Sure!" Ron said enthusiastically scooting over as far as he could to allow her room between him and Hermione.

                        "Pathetic," Hermione mumbled to herself, not quite loud enough for anyone to hear beside herself.

                        "So, Alyssa, are you new?" Ron said turning to her.

                        "Yeah, I am. I'm from Australia, my parents moved here for my father to get a job in London," She said smiling at Ron. The rest of the conversation was drown out by both Harry and Hermione. Harry and Hermione were both blissfully occupied in their own thoughts until they both snapped into attention when they heard Ron's voice shouting.

                        "We're there guys! We're there," he bellowed even louder a second time. Harry moaned and quickly slipped on his robes as did Hermione. They took their time getting off the train. Noticing how Ron held open every door possible for Alyssa to get through. Hermione just rolled her eyes. Whenever they got into the castle, Alyssa gasped at how beautiful it was, as Hermione started off reeling facts to her.

                        "Maybe someone will finally find all of those facts Hermione has bottled up inside her at least a little bit interesting," Ron mumbled to Harry as they both laughed quietly.

                        "Alyssa, they'll have to sort you, you know," Ron mentioned to her, trying to butt into Hermione's facts, now seeming to flow like never before.

                        "Sort me?" She asked with a puzzled look on her face.

                        "Yeah," Hermione went on, explaining the entire sorting process to Alyssa as they walked up the steps to the Great Hall, of course Hermione mentioned that the ceiling was enchanted. The whole time they were walking, Ron was staring at Alyssa, although she didn't notice it. He was doing pretty good at keeping her from noticing until Neville's toad got away, and ran straight in front of Ron, and being as he wasn't paying any attention, he fell straight on his face. Almost everyone was laughing at Ron. Ron got up, his face redder than before.

                        "First day back, Weasley, and already an embarrassing moment to tell," came a drawling voice, also known as Draco Malfoy. Draco Malfoy was a tall slender boy, with deep gray eyes and bleach blond hair. Draco spotted Alyssa, "Oh, who's new girlfriend is this?" he said as Alyssa flushed.

                        "I'm nobody's girlfriend. I'm new," she said trying to hide her embarrassment.

                        "You know, with those bright red cheeks of yours, you'd probably fit right in with Weasley and his family," Draco said menacingly and walked away with Crabbe and Goyle.

"Don't mind him," Hermione said, "He's just a jerk who likes to torment the Gryffindors. It's in his blood, I guess."

                     "But, I'm not a Gryffindor. Yet," She said smiling as she walked up with the first years. She looked rather awkward, what, with a bunch of first years, and her being a fifth year. She stood out, to say the least. Ron had saved a seat, and he wouldn't listen to what anyone had to say about her not being a Gryffindor. After Dumbledore gave the start-of-term announcements, which seemed to go on forever, they started the sorting. Once Mcgonagall had finally called all the first years up, sorting them one by one,  she finally called Alyssa.

                        "Gold, Alyssa," she yelled to the room. Ron became quite, staring at the front of the room.

"I hope she gets into Gryffindor. I hope she gets into Gryffindor," he said under his breath for what seemed like a billion and two times.