Hello there! Many of you might not know who I am, because this is my first Harry Potter fic. :P I'm MissBookworm1704, but call me Bookie. I'm a Hufflepuff, so that means I had to do some reading before writing this xD. I decided to write this after reading Chamber of Secrets for the millionth time, and all the mean stuff about Muggle-borns, so I wondered about if there was a Muggle-born in Slytherin at the time, and how that would change things. I know, somebody probably already made a fic like this somewhere, but trust me, mine will be different, in a good way. I hope. Well, no more time for chit-chat, let's get into this thing!

Georgia Newton was a girl with a plan.

She would leave her small town, move to America to go to Yale or Harvard or some other Ivy League University, spend a good 8 years there studying, getting married in the meantime. After she got all her degrees, she would continue work at the university, but in the labs. After discovering a cure for cancer, she would travel the world, have 4 kids, and practise her Nobel Prize acceptance speech. After which, she would be known to the world as the Great Dr. Georgia Newton. Success was her one goal. She was determined to meet this goal.

Until it was all ruined.

The date was April 9, 1992. Her birthday. Georgia was up in her room right before it all happened, surrounded in books, but playing on her Gameboy. She was, peculiar, one might say. Her walls covered with stuff like pictures of her and her best friend, the Periodical Table of Elements, and the Daffy Duck poster hanging on the wall by her desk, covered in clothes and word search books. She preferred to be in her room, but when she did talk, you could never get her to stop.

She was also a very lovely-looking girl. With straight brown hair that went past her shoulder blades, hazel eyes, and purple and blue glasses that complemented her look, she had heard that many boys in the town had fancied her for years. She remembers how Jeremy Thomson tried to kiss her back in kindergarten. He had later lied about the whole ordeal and said that Georgia tried to kiss him, and it ended up with her gaining a reputation and being teased about it. Her and Jeremy are friends nowadays, and she's starting to notice how handsome he actually is.

Then, it happened. There was a knock on the door, her mum shouting "Coming!", some mingling in the doorway with a man's voice Georgia didn't recognise and her mum shouting at her to come down. Georgia slammed down the Gameboy, and left her room the very last time with her perfect life plan. Little did she know her life was going to change drastically.

She ran down the stairs, confused by the sight she saw. Her mum, looking rather bewildered, her dad, looking offended, and a very tall man with a brown bushy beard, carrying a pink umbrella, all sitting around the kitchen table with cups of tea. Her mum motioned her to sit down at the table with them.

The man's name was Hagrid. Georgia found that name strange, but didn't care. It was better than her middle name. Ericka Stanson, the school's gossip, was punched in the nose for daring to ask her about it.

He didn't explain who he was, but instead handed her a letter. The letter was titled to her, and was sealed with a very formal looking red wax seal with some kind of crest on it.

"Go on now, open it!" Hagrid said.

Georgia complied.

"What does it say?" her mum asked.

"Dear Miss Georgia Newton, you have been accepted to…. You're joking, right?" Georgia exclaimed.

"Nope. Sure as ev'r" Hagrid said

"Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry? What kind of sick joke is this?"

That letter changed her whole life.

She didn't even know she was magical. Never showed any signs, and if she did, she must have thought they were in her dreams.

Now here she was, in front of the entrance to King's Cross Station, in London. She took a deep breath, as she walked through the doors, hoping to find someone to tell them where Platform 9 ¾ was. When Georgia first read her ticket, she thought it was a big joke, but Hagrid told her that there are much more things in the wizarding world that will leave her the same way she felt then.

As far as she knows, everyone at home thinks she is going to a boarding school, which is kind of right, except Josie Carlson, her best friend and pretty much the only trustworthy 11-year-old in the whole town. Josie had said many times before about the stories her gran would tell her about the Wizarding World, about the evil Lord Voldemort and how he was defeated by a baby boy named Harry Potter. Georgia never believed in them, but Josie always did, so Georgia felt obligated to tell her all about Hogwarts and the visit from Hagrid. Josie was all smiles listening to her, sometimes exclaiming things like "I knew it!" and "It is true!"

A few days ago, they went to a place called Diagon Alley last week. Turns out it was a whole wizarding marketplace, you could say. She got everything she needed there, her robes, her books, her wand. Her mum even insisted that they stop at a magical pet store and get her a good luck present. Georgia chose a beautiful female black cat with emerald-green eyes. She named her Chaton after what her gran used to call her. It was French for "kitten", she had said. Diagon Alley was just her introduction to the Wizarding World.

Her family walked towards Platform 9, hoping to find this Platform 9 ¾, when they saw some people, rolling carts with trunks and owls in cages, rushing towards a wall, saying stuff like "Come on, Platform 9 ¾ is down here!" Georgia stared as she witnessed a kid run through the wall, pushing a luggage cart. After a few other people went through, Georgia lined up with the wall, motioned her parents to follow, and ran. She went through the wall, and out the other side, was a old fashioned train that said "Hogwarts Express" on the front, and a wave of kids and parents, some dressed in regular people clothing, others dressed in robes. Hanging from the side of the building, was the sign "Platform 9 3/4", so she knew this was the right place. She looked at the clock on the wall, and saw that the train was about ready to leave.

Georgia went up to her parents, and hugged them both. She noticed her mum had tears in her eyes.

"We love you Georgie! Remember to write!" Her mum exclaimed as she pulled away, and walked towards the train. She wanted to find a quite place to read up on all the wizarding things she'd need to

know, and maybe do some word searches. She found enjoyment in puzzles, but word searches were her favorite. She hopped on the train, rolling her luggage down the aisle, looking for an empty compartment. Obviously, she got on a bit too late. To her dismay, the only empty one she could find was at the very end of the train. She put away her luggage and got out her books. She got settled in for a long ride when a voice spoke up.

"Hey, beat it, princess. This is our compartment."

Georgia looked up to see who the voice belonged to. A blonde-haired boy, accompanied by two boys on either side of him, one fat, one skinny. All were dressed in robes of green and silver. The blonde and Georgia gained eye contact, and little did they know, this would be the start of their life together, their friendship, and many happy years of love and laughter. The life they'll both secretly want for many following years.

They just didn't know it yet.

There! Done chapter one! That was pretty easy to write, but it's just a short prologue. I'm thinking the chapters will be longer. So, let me know what you think, because it's the nice thing to do XD

Thanks for reading, and chapter one should be out sometime this week :P

Stay awesome 😊,

-Bookie