Disclaimer: I own nothing but this story and any Ocs used. In this fic, They are all Second years, except for Izzy, who is a First year. This first scene here is basically Draco came in to make fun of Ginny, but starts flirting with Izzy after he sees her; but he has no idea about who she is related to. This is set in Chamber of Secrets. I hope you like this story! :)

Chapter 1

'...Is that a flying car?' Izzy thought to herself as she sat aboard the Hogwarts Express holding her wand in her lap and gazing up at the sky with dark brown eyes, blowing her pitch black bangs out of her face.

Izzy came all the way from America to go to the famous School for Witchcraft and Wizardry, she's known she was a witch since her father and mother told her of their powers and her inheritance of the skills.

Let's delve into Izzy's parentage for a moment; her father came from London, England to the USA about fifteen years ago, he was a wizard. He met her mother, who was a witch, and they automatically loved each other. A year later, they were married and had a baby boy named Daniel.

When Daniel was old enough, he became fully aware of what his parents could do that he couldn't seem to accomplish, much to his confusion. Two years after he was born, his parents went and had a baby girl named Isabelle, or Izzy for short.

When Izzy was about three, she accidentally set the family cat, Scroterbug (A/N My deceased cat's name. I did not name him that, my mother did.), on fire, showing her parents and brother what she could do, as well as alerting the people in Hogwarts that they had a new student coming to them when the time came.

Izzy had gotten her letter from Hogwarts in the middle of the summer while she and her brother were trying to see if they could dunk their father under the water in the swimming pool for longer than five seconds. She laughed a little as she remembered the owl that decided to perch on her head and drop the letter in the water before she could grab it.

Her father had spent a few hours trying to dry it with a hair dryer, before Mom got out her wand and spoke a spell that brought a strong gust of wind out at whatever she wanted. Sadly, since that included her father, who was holding the letter up by one hand, he looked much like a mad scientist with his rounded glasses.

Izzy smiled as she looked down at her wrist, looking at the new bracelet made from strings of her family's favorite colors. Just something to remember her family with while she was in school.

She looked back up to the sky, trying to find the flying car she had seen a moment earlier, but she saw nothing but dark clouds.

The black haired girl turned her head sharply to the side when she heard the door to her cabin slide open, and saw an auburn haired girl with blue eyes and freckles pop her head in shyly.

She laughed nervously when she saw Izzy, "I'm sorry, um, is that seat taken?" she asked with a heavy British accent. 'Of course she's got a British accent, she lives in England.' Izzy thought to herself as she shook her head.

"Nope, I'm all by my lonesome." she answered the girl.

The red head blinked a little when she heard the American accent come from the girl's mouth, but smiled a little, "May I?" she asked and came into the small room fully with her carry on bag and a small cage that looked to be carrying a small, purple puff ball in it.

Izzy looked at it quizzically, "Um, what is that?" she asked, pointing at the puff ball.

The blue eyed girl looked down at the purple puff ball before looking at Izzy, "You don't know what a Pygmy Puff is?" she asked a little shockingly when Izzy shook her head, "It's a very cute magical pet in the Wizard World. Why don't you know what it is?" she asked, taking her seat across from the black haired girl.

Izzy looked to her right and saw her Barn Owl, Firefly, sound asleep in his cage without a care in the world. Firefly had been a present from her Uncle Jim when he found out she was going to Hogwarts, he had been a student in the American Wizardry school at one point, but they kicked him out because he tried to peep into the girl's locker room at the Quidditch field. "He was a Gryffindor like your father, but sometimes he tended to act like a mixture between a Hufflepuff and a Slytherin." was what her mother told her when she asked why her Uncle was kicked out of the school.

Izzy looked back up at the red haired girl when she heard her speak, "Sorry, what?" she asked, not catching a thing she had said.

The girl smiled a little, "I said; My name is Ginny. Ginny Weasley. What's yours?" she repeated.

Izzy smiled a little, "My full first name is Isabelle, but everybody calls me Izzy. I can't say my last name just yet until we get to Hogwarts, my daddy's orders." she added the last part when Ginny was about to protest.

"So, Izzy, are you a first year as well?" Ginny asked the American.

Izzy nodded, "Yeah, I got my letter in the Summer. What all happens in this school, Ginny? Like, is there a gym or anything like that?" she asked, remembering her mother telling her to practice her gymnastics while she was away.

Ginny seemed to think about it for a moment, "I'm... Not entirely sure, Izzy. This is my first time going to Hogwarts, but from what my brothers tell me in their letters, I doubt it. They do have trees, though." she added helpfully.

Izzy nodded, mainly to herself, "Okay, I can work with trees. You have brothers?" she asked Ginny.

Ginny nodded, "I'm actually the only girl in my family, besides my Mum of course. I have six older brothers, Bill works for Gringotts, Charlie is in Romania learning about Dragons, Percy's a Prefect in Gryffindor House, Fred and George are in their fourth years at Hogwarts, pulling every joke known to man, and Ron is in his second year at Hogwarts. What about you, Izzy? Have any siblings?" she asked when Izzy looked surprised about the six brothers.

Izzy blinked, "Uh, yeah, one older brother who has no magical abilities whatsoever." she answered.

Ginny nodded, "So, that would make him a Squib then." she stated, to which Izzy nodded once before they turned their heads in the direction of the door when it slid open again.

A boy that looked about twelve with slicked back, bleach blonde hair and stormy grey eyes stood in the doorway. He was wearing a color combination of green, silver, and black robes.

Ginny shut her mouth as soon as she caught sight of him, choosing to look down at her lap with her eyes closed, not daring to say a word to the boy.

"Oh, look, Crabbe, Goyle; it's the youngest Weasley." he spoke to two rather large boys that stepped out from behind him, both resembling small gorillas.

He smirked at Ginny's still bowed head, then turned to address Izzy, "And-" he cut himself off when he looked at her.

She was fairly tan for any girl he had ever seen, with raven black hair that was pulled back in a low pony tail that stopped at the small of her back, her bangs were curled a little, the tips touching her tan forehead. Her rounded features were actually really cute to him, especially the button nose and the wide brown eyes. He saw she had on a simple set of black robes, that must've meant she was a new First Year.

"Hello there." he swaggered up to her a little more, leaving Crabbe and Goyle standing behind him with dumbstruck expressions, they were probably expecting him to start making fun of her, "And who might you be?" the British boy tried to make his still high voice a little deeper to woo her.

Izzy tried to not laugh at his effort to deepen his voice, "I'm Isabelle. Or just Izzy for short." she said, noticing he looked slightly taken aback at her American accent, "And you are?" she asked casually as he bent down and removed Firefly from her side before he sat down next to her as if that had been his seat the entire ride.

"Malfoy. Draco Malfoy." he introduced himself, his expression cocky, "At the sound of your accent, I'm guessing your an American, yes?" to which she nodded, "Why aren't you going to the American school for Witchcraft and Wizardry, then? Wouldn't that seem a little closer to home? Of course, now that I think about it, you probably saw my picture in the letter and decided you wouldn't pass up the opportunity to come and see the youngest Malfoy." he told her and Izzy couldn't pass up the opportunity to break his arrogant spirit.

Smirking, she replied, "Oh, I saw the picture; honestly, I've seen better pictures of rats." his cocky expression faltered for a moment, "I came to the school in England because my father used to go here, and my mother didn't want me to go to the school in America, something about all the guys being perverted jerks and the teachers not doing a thing to help their students; so when I got my letter, they were both absolutely ecstatic." she finished with a triumphant grin.

Draco's smirk never left, "Well, either way, I'm glad there's one stunning looking girl in this school." he said, eying Ginny's still bowed head across from them.

Izzy saw this and suppressed the urge to smack him, they were almost to Hogwarts, it would only be a waste of time if she tried to pick a fight with this boy, "So, how old are you, Draco?" she asked, trying to pick a random conversation to get the attention away from her silent friend.

Draco looked pleased with himself as he answered, "I am twelve my dear, going into my second year at Hogwarts. Judging by your robes, I'd say you are just starting. You should join Slytherin, that's the house I'm in. I'm assuming your eleven, yes?" he said, to which she nodded.

Soon, they were pulling into the train station that would take them to Hogwarts, Izzy pulling Ginny along as fast as she could to get away from that Malfoy boy and his lackeys.

"Izzy! Please, slow down! I might lose Arnold at this speed!" the red headed girl yelped a little, holding up the cage with her Pygmy Puff bouncing around wildly, her shoulder bag threatening to fall off her shoulder.

Izzy smiled, moving her shoulder a little bit to get her own bag back to it's original place, Firefly shrieking some as he bounced a little bit in his own cage, "Sorry, Ginny. I just don't want to talk to that Malfoy boy again." she explained to her red cheeked friend as she slowed to a stop.

Izzy suddenly felt two large hands grabbing both her shoulders, "It's to see ya, Izzy. Yer father told me you were comin' this year." said a gruff voice behind her, and upon turning around, she saw the Hogwarts Gamekeeper, Hagrid with a smile in his bushy beard.

Izzy smiled at him, "Hi Hagrid! It's good to see you." she said, noticing the little boats behind him that seated two people, "I'm guessing your going to guide us to Hogwarts?" she asked him.

Hagrid nodded and motioned for her to step into the one nearest him. Izzy walked behind him and into the small boat, placing Firefly by her feet before she noticed Ginny wasn't getting into the same boat.

Draco Malfoy had decided to get in her boat.

Izzy resisted the urge to grimace once more at his smirk, "Uh, hi Draco. Why aren't you getting into a boat with your friends?" she asked him as Hagrid stood on the edge of the boat and started steering everyone's boat with a word.

Draco smiled rather nicely at her, "Well, I noticed you didn't say anything about yourself on the train, so I thought what better chance to talk than on the boat going to Hogwarts." he said gentlemanly.

Izzy blinked, 'Why the sudden mood change?' she asked herself as she recalled the arrogant mood he showed on the train.

Then she smiled back at him, "Okay, show me what you got." she challenged.

So all throughout the ride, they exchanged questions for each other and smiled whenever the other answered truthfully. This continued until they got to Hogwarts, both of them walking side by side as they exited the boat, smiles on their faces, then they were forced to part ways because all First Years were told to go into the Main Room for Professor McGonagall's speech.

When that was all over, Izzy found herself standing on the stage in front of the teachers of Hogwarts with all the other First Years, including Ginny, who apologized for not getting in the same boat, something about Crabbe and Goyle looking at her threateningly if she did.

Professor McGonagall brought out the famous Sorting Hat for the ceremony, and soon the names were being read off the parchment in her hands.

"So, Draco, do you think that Izzy girl's gonna come to Slytherin?" Crabbe asked the blonde boy as they watched a boy get sorted into Hufflepuff.

Draco smiled, "I honestly have no idea, I guess I'll be happy if she does, but she didn't seem like a Slytherin so much." he said, watching a girl join the Ravenclaw table.

Goyle scratched his head, "So, if she joined Gryffindor, would you still be friends?" he asked, knowing that Draco hated Gryffindor more than he liked friends.

Draco rubbed his chin in thought, would he still be her friend? He looked up just in time to catch Izzy's warm eyes, and she smiled at him.

He smiled right back, 'I don't think I'd really mind.' he finished as another boy was placed at his table, not even caring enough to bother cheering at him.

"Isabelle Potter." Professor McGonagall yelled, and the noise seemed to reverberate around the large room in the silence that followed.

Then all at once, people started whispering to their friends, the ghosts started whispering to the students, then to their own friends, and Draco Malfoy's mouth gaped open wide like a fish in his shock.

Izzy noticed his shock and was a little sad to see he didn't look happy about her last name, but as she sat down on the stool and the hat was placed on her head, she decided she didn't truly care if he didn't like her last name.

'Hmm.. Almost like your cousin...' a voice spoke in her mind, 'Remarkable... Definitely not Hufflepuff, not Ravenclaw... You don't seem to want to be in Slytherin at the moment, so, you must be GRYFFINDOR!" the voice yelled out the last part as everyone in the Gryffindor table stood up and cheered, most of them screaming "We've got both Potters!"

Draco watched in shocked silence as Izzy smiled before joining the Gryffindor table, earning multiple pats on the back and questions on "Do you know Harry Potter?" to which she nodded and explained that they were cousins on her father's side.

He looked down at the empty gold plate in front of him as Crabbe and Goyle scooted closer to him, "Well, she's a Gryffindor, mate." Crabbe said on his left.

"And what's worse, she's a Potter." Goyle spoke what Draco couldn't seem to grasp just yet.

He stared straight into the golden plate while his friends scooted a little bit away from him, expecting him to blow up any minute now; 'She's a Gryffindor...' he thought, 'And she's related to Potter...' he finished before bringing his eyes upward and over to the red and gold table.

He saw Izzy sitting there with a smile on her face as everyone around her told her of what her cousin did the year before with the Sorcerer's Stone, Ginny Weasley, who had just been placed in Gryffindor, sat next to her with an amazed expression, apparently none of her elder brothers had told her of what Harry did.

Draco stared right at Izzy, looking at her warm, brown eyes and bright smile, and as she flipped her black bangs out of her face, he thought, 'She's a Gryffindor... And she's related to Potter... But, I don't care.' with a smile on his face.

Next chapter, Izzy will finally meet her famous cousin, as well as decide who her favorite teacher is.

I had fun writing this chapter, and I hope you enjoyed it, more to come soon!

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-Zabby