Authors note: Okay…so this is about my Harry Potter Oc and how her 6th year goes down…yea lol I read so many fanfics that I couldn't help but write one myself ha-ha. Anyways please review and enjoy.

Chapter one: Getting ready

It was a cool brisk morning in the large bustling city of London England. The golden orb of sunlight was just peeking over the horizon on a somewhat eventful day. The light of it slowly snuck up on the small apartment complex that was held up with red bricks. Crawling up around her butter cream colored door were green vines, they met in the center of it, and had danced all the way up to the top floor window. The golden rays flooded into that window bringing a blinding light on the face of a girl.

With a groaning noise she turned her back to the sun and rubbed the sleepies that hid in the corner of her eyes. Fluttering her lashes she glanced HER cherry red wall color. Her eyes were a grayish green yet had the dull sleepy film on them, tarnishing the color they truly were. Rolling over she turned back to the light and shielded her eyes. Moving her gaze now to her clock on the wall she saw it read 6:12am.

"Oh, its twelve minutes after my normal wake up time. I'd better hurry "she said with a yawn.

Swinging her legs over her bed she stepped on the purple carpet that protected her feet from the ice cold floor under its surface. Walking out to of her small room she entered the narrow hall and moved to the bathroom door which lay diagonal to her room's door. Heading over to it she knocked lightly to hear a response.

When hearing no answer, she pushed it open and glanced at her HORRIFIC bed head. Her hair was cut in a very funky sort of style. The left side of her hair always was longer then her right and would rest its tips just above her chest while the right came to her shoulders. Her hair color was a creamy shade of blonde with little streaks of a darker shade of blonde as well.

Pouting she poked at the many freckles that lay on her pale cheeks. Yawning once again she turned to the shower and twisted the faucet on the wall to a counter clock-wise position to her body. Checking she made sure it was in the perfect spot for the perfect temperature. Stripping herself of her long sleeve shirt and her plaid pajama bottoms she turned to the mirror and frowned at her somewhat chubby gut and her semi thick thighs. Her eyes then slowly gazed at the other freckles on her pale skin. She disliked most of her body, but the one part of her she hated the most was a scar on her arm she had since the age of five. The scar consisted of the word 'mudblood'. She only had it because of her horrid past. She never has shown anyone at Hogwarts, School of Witchcraft and Wizardry just so she could avoid the many questions from the unknowing students.

Taking off her undergarments she stepped into the now ready shower. Taking the shower sponge, she squirted some of the body soap and started to drag it over her skin. When the scrub neared her arm a frown then turned her lips and she dragged it over the rude word very roughly. Tears built quickly in the corner of her eyes from the mixture of physical and emotional pain. Stopping quickly to the call of her name, she turned to the door, recognizing the voice of an older woman.

"Anastasia, hurry up and eat breakfast! You need to be down at London King's Cross Station early!" she hollered.

Sighing the girl who was called Anastasia washed the soap and blood down the drain and continued her shower time hoping that it will wash away the scars like it was nothing but ink. Yet, to no surprise it still sat there on her arm, never moving, never leaving. It only oozed some more blood. A growl rose in her throat and she twisted the faucet of the shower back the way it came, turning off her water.

Yanking the curtain aside she stepped out and wrapped a towel around her. Heading to the medicine cabinet she pulled it open and grabbed the peroxide. Unscrewing the cap she stuck the arm that was bleeding out over the tub and slowly pored the medical liquid on it. Slight pain showed in her eyes as it stung and foamed, cleaning the wound of soap and the oils from it.

Standing at the mirror she started to brush her wet hair and fluff it with the blow dryer at the same time. Once she had her hair in the form she wanted, she unplugged the hair dryer from the wall outlet and placed it in the cupboard under the porcelain sink. Yanking her toothbrush out of the cup holder she started to work at her surprising 'perfect' teeth that her mom always says she has.

Entering back into her room she saw that her clothes were already laid neatly on her bed. Smiling slightly she pulled on her plaid bra, matching undergarments. Slipping on a black tank top that had lace on the top and bottom rim, she turned to the mirror and pouted at how it hugged to some of her not so perfect body. Shaking her head which caused her hair to fall in her face she grabbed her navy green jean shorts and slipped them on. Rolling the legs of the shorts to the spot she wanted she headed back to the bathroom to put eyeliner and her favorite white eye shadow on.

Down in the kitchen her mother worked on her daughters morning breakfast. The smell of toast and eggs filled the air in the room. When the Anastasia walked in a grin danced on her lips

"Good morning mother!" She said sitting down at the table.

Her mother turned around and smiled at the multicolored haired girl. Heading over, her mother placed the plate in front of her.

"Here you are sweetheart! I hope you love it" said the mom with a melodious tune to her words.

The girl looked down at her plate and smiled at the food, which was in the shape of a smiling face too. This brought the girl out of her state from the morning shower. Slowly she started to take a few bites of the food.

"So, Anastasia, just think! You have only this year and next year till you're finally out of Hogwarts." Said her mom, who was still in a cheerful mood.

Nodding the girl agreed with her mom yet deep down in her heart she was somewhat said she was sad to say goodbye to some of the friends she made there, like; Hermione, Ron, and Ackley. There were also some people she wasn't going to miss. Two of the main people were Draco Malfoy, and his number one stalker Pansy Parkinson. What made the lack of friendship with him sad was Draco would have almost been added on that list of "Friends to Miss" if he didn't turn on her during the middle of their 3rd year after Christmas break. That was horrible to her, and it still hurts her.

"Yeah mom, I can't wait" She answered, looking up her mom with a smile.

Her mom then started to joke to her about when she gets back, to "go out," and, "find a nice boy to spend your life with." This wrenched at the girl's heart. Her mom always pushed her to try and meet a sweet guy once she turned 13 and was going through 'the change'.

She really wished that her mom would stop this nonsense. It was always the same, she would visit for the holidays, or be home for the summer and her mom would try and force her to the muggle mall and talk to some guys. Or even when she was really little on the playground, and of course it would never work.

"Go get your stuff honey! I'll call a taxi to come and pick you up alright?" her mom said as she picked up the half eaten food.

Jogging to her room she saw her trunk, her duffel bag, and her owl cage with her barn owl sleeping peacefully in it. Grabbing all three of the objects she walked down the hall to the main room.

Stopping at the coat rack she grabbed her blue fleece sweater and her blue and white scarf. Looking out the window, there pulling up to the curb outside the house was a black London taxi cab. Turning to her mother she gave her a swift kiss on the cheek and walked out to the cab loading her stuff into the back seat with herself also fitting in. The black car slowly pulled away and moved through the early London traffic making its way to London King's Cross Station and there, she will venture to 9 ¾ and enter the wizard world though the same common wall.

Second authors note: okay, I'm sure this sucked but I tried my hardest not to make it so boring really. I hope you enjoyed it and I hope I get positive reviews…if I don't then ill cry. LOL just kidding I won't care