This story is dedicated to my two friends, Sami Jo and Emma!

I sat with Draco on the way to the station. I didn't particularly like him. He was a year older than me, usually he just ignored me. That was fine with me. The only reason I was in the car with him, was that my parents were busy. Seeing as the Malfoys were close family friends, my mum asked Narcissa if she could take me. Sadly, Narcissa agreed.

As we got nearer to the station I started to get anxious. This specific problem had been on my subconscious for a while now, but it was really starting to bother me. This problem was my House. My whole family had been in Slytherin, my parents, their parents, everybody. This wouldn't be a problem if I had wanted to be in Slytherin. I didn't. That was the problem. If I was anything other than Slytherin, my parents would be disappointed with me. I couldn't stand that.

"Do you need help with your trunk, Draco?" Narcissa asked her son. Of course I wasn't going to get any help. They liked me about as much as I liked them. I sighed and got out of the car to start heaving my trunk out of the trunk. I grabbed a trolley from nearby and dumped my trunk onto it. Ready, I grabbed my trolley and walked off toward platform 9 ¾. I didn't bother saying goodbye or thank you to the Malfoys. They didn't care.

I stepped calmly through the barrier that divided platforms 9 and 10, pushing my trolley ahead of me. The sight of the train took my breath away. None of the stories my parents told me could have prepared me for this. A beautiful scarlet steam engine stood waiting on the tracks. The Hogwarts Express. If all of Hogwarts was like this little piece of it, then I already knew I would love it.

I dragged my trunk onto the train and started looking for an empty compartment. I eventually found one with only one girl sitting in it. "Well," I thought, "at least there's only one. With any luck she doesn't want to talk."

Apparently luck wasn't on my side. As soon as I walked in she turned to me and said, "Oh, Hello. I'm Emma, and you are?"

"My name is Sami Jo," I said trying to sound casual. I hoped she didn't notice that I had intentionally not told her my last name. Whenever I do people always assume that I'll be evil, just because my family is mostly in Slytherin. I realized that she hadn't told me hers either. Same problem, I guess.

"Mind if I sit here?" I asked.

"Sure," Emma responded cheerfully.

"So," I asked, trying to start a conversation, "what House do you think you'll get?"

"You can't really be sure, but I hope I'm in Gryffindor. My mum was," she said enthusiastically. "What House do you think you'll get?"

"I'm not sure. Like you said, nobody really knows 'till the sorting." I decided not to tell her that both of my parents had been Slytherins. "I hope I'm in Gryffindor though."

"Great choice," came a voice from the doorway. We both jumped. We hadn't heard the new girl enter. "All my brothers were in Gryffindor. I'm Ginny by the way, Ginny Weasley. And you are?"

Great. More introductions. "I'm Sami Jo."

"I'm Emma."

"Can I sit here?"

"I don't see why not," I said.

"We won't stop you," Emma added.

Just than the trolley lady appeared. "Anything from the trolley dears?" she asked. I quickly started searching through my trunk. Where was it?

I sighed. "No thank you," I said. "I forgot to bring some money."

Ginny just shook her head. "I'll get something," Emma said. "What do you have?"

Eventually she ended up getting a few of each. "Do you guys want any?" she asked.

"Sure," I decided. "I hope you don't mind."

"Not at all," she said. "Ginny?"

"I brought a sandwich," Ginny mumbled quietly.

"That's okay," Emma declared turning away, smirking a little. She suddenly whipped back around, holding a cauldron cake. "But you have to take this. Otherwise I will be greatly offended and you will no longer be my friend."

Ginny grinned. "Are you threatening me?" she asked.

"No," Emma grinned back. "It just that your sandwich looks poisonous. Do you actually like those thing?"

"No," Ginny stuck her tongue out. "There gross. I'm pretty sure mum just takes whatever is in the fridge and puts it between bread."

Emma giggled. "Even if it's moldy?"

Ginny looked at her sandwich carefully. "I don't know. I never asked. Maybe you can come over for Christmas and ask her."

"Maybe."

By then I was starting to feel a little left out. "We should go change into our robes now, we'll be at Hogwarts soon."

I was right. A few minutes later the train pulled up at Hogsmeade station. I get out followed by Emma and Ginny. We wandered around for a few minutes before I heard a voice calling, "Firs' years over here! All firs' years!" I looked over and there was a huge man towering over everyone else.

"I think we have to go over there guys," I nodded to the giant. We walked over to the giant. I was thankful that we didn't have to drag our trunks anymore. They told us that they would be taken care of.

We stood around with the giant - who had introduced himself as Hagrid - until everyone else showed up. When we were all there we got into these little boats and sailed across the sat together in a boat with some other girl. When we got to the castle we had to wait until the school was ready to watch us get sorted. Eventually Professor McGonagall came and took us into the great hall.

We had to wait for the hat to sing it's song. Than McGonagall started calling us up. The first one to be Sorted was, "Creevey, Colin." It continued like that for a got called up, the hat sorted them, they went and sat down with their new house. Simple. I noticed that Emma hadn't been called up yet. She was still waiting like me.

She disappeared just as I heard the name,"Potter, Emma."

A/N: Please review.