"Kris!" exclaimed a girl with light brown hair and green eyes.

"Hey Nanoa!" answered Kris, a girl with dark brown hair and black eyes. Then the girl greeted her best friend with a hug. "Finally you're here! I was beginning to think you were going to miss the train."

"I couldn't catch a ride, because you guys had already left," Nanoa responded.

Then a whistle blew and the two friends grabbed their trunks and hurried onto the train. They found one that was empty. Nanoa shoved the window open and both she and Kris leaned out to wave a good bye to Kris's parents. She let out a whistle and a gorgeous barn owl flew onto her arm.

The two friends were seventh years at Hogwarts. Kris Grint had grown up happily in the Wizarding World. Her parents both worked for the Ministry of Magic. Nanoa had spent most of her life with Kris because her mother was drunk and her father had passed away when she was eight; both were mortals. They were both incredibly close friends and were just overjoyed that they had finally reached their final year at Hogwarts.

Kris had always been the more sensible of the two. Nanoa always had a thirst for mischief and pranks. She was probably the only person to have ever pulled a prank against the Weasley twins, Fred and George, and because she was a fan of their work, she kept this a secret from everyone but Kris.

"Can you believe it? We graduate after this. We've already got a near guarantee for Aurors for after we graduate," Kris stated.

"I know! I can't wait. There's hardly enough adventure around the school," Nanoa agreed.

"I wouldn't say so," a voice said from behind. The two girls looked over to the door to see Ron Weasley hanging in the doorframe. Kris nearly went speechless at the site; he was her crush and had been for most of her years at Hogwarts. "Do you mind?"

"Come on in," Nanoa said, seeing that Kris could not speak.

"Thanks. How come I haven't seen the two of you around before?" Ron asked, sitting down next to Nanoa.

"Oh, we don't publicize our skill," Nanoa stated.

"And what skill is that? Besides your beauty."

Ron looked at Nanoa. She nearly laughed at him, from the extent Kris had gone on about him, she felt as if she knew everything that was going to say. Nanoa leant toward him and he seemed to think she was about to kiss him, but she moved her mouth toward his ear instead and whispered,

"I'm not interested." He cleared his throat and backed off slightly.

"I see you still haven't gotten any better with the ladies." Another boy was now standing in the doorway. It was Draco Malfoy, Slytherin's new Head Boy. Nanoa couldn't deny it, he was cute, but nothing else about him was very appealing. "You think you have a chance at a girl like that, Weasel-Bee?"

"A better one than you," Nanoa stated, before realizing what she had said. "That didn't come out right."

"No, I don't think it did either," Draco agreed.

"Listen, Malfoy, we don't need snakes in here," Nanoa dared to continue.

"Why? Are you scared of them?"

"No, its spiders I don't like because snakes, like yourself, crawl on their bellies because they don't have the balance to do anything dangerous."

"Like kissing beautiful girls without their desire?"

"Yeah." Of course Kris was the one to realize that she should not have said that.

Draco pulled Nanoa up to his height and kissed her. She could feel his tongue moving gracefully around her mouth. As hard as she struggled to get Draco off her, his kiss and arms locked her against his strong chest. Nanoa finally pushed him off and he seemed quite satisfied with himself. He grinned toothlessly at her shocked face before speaking to the three Gryffindors,

"You taste good and I don't even know your name."

"So this is your way of asking me out?"

"Oh, you want to go out with me now? I'll see if I can sneak you ahead of all the other girls that want me. But are you going to tell me your name? Or do I just have to call you Cutie?"

"If you call me that, you'll be seeing your grave a lot earlier than you thought, because I'd bury you alive," Nanoa threatened.

"Glad you like my nickname, Cutie."

Nanoa flinched to attack him but Ron and Kris both grabbed her. Draco let out a hearty laugh and left the compartment. Once she knew he was long gone, Nanoa relaxed her muscles and her friends released her arms. She calmly put herself onto the bench and Ron this time, decided to sit across from her.

"You okay?" Kris asked.

"A bloody annoying brat just kissed me. How do you think I'm doing?" Nanoa shot back. "I personally blame you." She turned to look at Ron.

"Me!? What did I do?"

"From his point of view it must have looked like you were trying to flirt with me so he looked at it as competition."

"Oh. Sorry." A silence overtook the compartment for a few moments. "Well, I'm Ron. Ron Weasley."

"Kris Grint." She greeted him with a handshake.

"Nanoa Dragonmyth." Then she shook his hand as well. "You're brothers are genius."

"So you're the one taking over for them," Ron realized.

"I never said that."

"So than what are these?" He pulled out a sack of Nanoa's latest invention, Chattering Chill Pills. Her hand went to check her jean pocket; her wand was still there, among other things, but the sack Ron had taken was indeed the one she had grabbed.

"How did you get those?" Nanoa asked.

"To you, Kris and Malfoy it looked like I was flirting with you, but I heard Fred and George saying that their replacement was a cu—" Nanoa's eyes stretched at him "— I mean a
good-looking girl. I didn't choose this compartment because it was empty."

"I can't believe it. Something I hadn't heard about the legendary Ron Weasley," Nanoa said sarcastically, before snatching her sack back. "You know that Fred and George taught me all the tricks of their trade. I'll be doing more damage than they could have done when they were both here."

"Are you kidding? I just nicked that off of you without you noticing. Even I could have noticed if someone stole from me."

"You mean like your wand?" Nanoa showed him the piece of wood she had pulled off of him earlier. "I think my steal's more valuable, considering that I have about fifty packs of those in my trunk." Ron snatched his wand back and looked over it.

"Wait a second. This isn't my wand."

"Oh, I must have gotten them mixed up." Nanoa reached behind to her back pocket and pulled out four other wands. "Let's see. This one's mine." Nanoa put it in the small pocked on the side of her jeans. "This one's Kris's." She snatched it as she said her name. "This one's Malfoy's." She returned it to her back pocket. "So this one must be yours then." Nanoa offered it to Ron and handed her the other back. "I wonder who I nicked this one off of." She looked at it for a moment. "I remember. This one's Granger's. I nicked it off her sometime at the station."

Both Ron and Kris scoffed a laugh. Kris had never been a fan of Hermione Granger. Nanoa had not enjoyed her company ever since she nearly caught her preparing one of her pranks. Kris just found no way to get along with the girl. They had been in the same dormitory for the past six years and still they had not found a way to get along.

"I wonder if she knows she's missing it," Kris stated.

"As long as Harry hasn't broken his glasses, she won't notice until classes start," Ron replied.

"I'm just thankful I won't have her breathing down my neck this year," Nanoa informed.

"And why not? She'll be Head Girl and you'll never hear the end of it," Kris assumed.

"Nope. Granger's off to Durmstrang with Harry. They won't be around at all this year," Nanoa contradicted.

"How do you know?" Ron and Kris asked together.

"Well, I kind of nicked Granger's ticket off her when I passed her at the station." Nanoa showed a green ticket that said Durmstrang on it.

"Why didn't you tell me?" Kris inquired. "I would have been even happier to get back to Hogwarts."

"Okay cutie! Where is it?" Draco demanded, returning to her compartment but Nanoa ignored him. "I said where is it?"

"She won't answer you as long as you call her cutie," Kris notified.

"Then what am I supposed to call her? She hasn't given me her name," Draco spat.

"It's Nanoa." Everyone looked at her in surprise at the fact that she had introduced herself.

"Well, Nanoa, where is my wand? I know you took it." Draco sounded different when he said her name.

"Here." Nanoa passed him back his wand.

"Thank you." And with that, he left the compartment quickly.

"Did Malfoy just say thank you?" Ron asked.

"Yeah. I think he did," Nanoa answered.