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Author's Note: This is a Bill/OC story, and will follow through the characters later years at school. If all goes well, there are a few sequels planned. Let me know what you think of this.

Chapter One

1st September 1981

An eleven year old girl stood on platform nine and three quarters, looking around in awe. She smiled widely and her green eyes shone as she thought of everything that was about to happen to her. She could barely keep her eyes off the large sleek red train, but tore them away when she heard her mother call her name for the third time.

" I promise, Mum," Jennifer Isobel Malone said, rolling her eyes, and tossing her light brown hair over one shoulder, " I'll write to you at least once a week. "

Isobel Malone, a woman who looked rather much like her daughter, smiled fondly and hugged the eleven year old tightly, fussing over her as she did so, and repeating her demands for letters, requests that her daughter behave herself, and urges to make good new friends.

" I'll be fine," Jennifer - better known as Jena - said, " I always am, aren't I? You just look after yourself. "

Her mother shrugged and watched with a sigh as Jena leaned over the pram beside her and kissed the twins girls who lay there, sleeping soundly. Anna and Sophia were barely two months old, and had sparked Jena's father to walk out on the family, claiming things hadn't been right in a long time, and this was the only thing he could think to do.

Jena glanced at the clock and looked around the platform, seeing other people hurry towards the train.

" I should really get going Mum," she said with a small smile, trying to hide how nervous she actually was.

Jena's mother pulled her into a tight hug and gave her a final kiss on the cheek before watching her go with a sad sort of smile. Jena waved goodbye to her mother, but started to feel excited about what was going to be happening next - she could think of nothing better than being surrounded by magical people her own age, and getting to go to this magical school.

She wandered down the train, looking for somewhere to sit, and feeling far to nervous to sit with lots of people she didn't know. Eventually, she saw a compartment where only a small girl with curly blonde hair was sat.

Jena smiled and slid open the door, startling the girl a little, " Mind if I join you? Everywhere else is a bit crowded. "

" Sure," the girl said, smiling and nodding at the seat opposite her.

" Are you a first year too? " Jena asked, judging from the other girl's size and lack of company.

" Yeah," the girl confirmed, " I'm Daisy Holmes, by the way. "

" Jennifer Mason," Jena said, immediately feeling at ease with this girl, " but call me Jena. "

Throughout the train journey, the two girls spoke plenty and both felt like they were going to be firm friends. Jena found out that Daisy was the daughter of a muggle mother and a muggle-born father, while Daisy found out that both Jena's mother was pure-blooded and her father a half blood.

They spoke about this, that and almost everything, and by the time the train pulled up and it was time to get off, they were determined to stick together. No-one wanted to be alone, and Jena was glad she'd already found someone she could talk to. She hoped Daisy would be in her classes - in her house.

As they walked along, down the stone path, a huge man stood at the end of it, waving his vast arm in one directions, " Firs' years over here! Firs' years this way! " he shouted.

Jena tried not to gape at the man as they passed him and looked at the lake and out across it - in front of them were several little wooden boats, and the huge man shouted at them to get into them in threes.

Jena and Daisy clambered into one boat, and moments later, a boy was standing on the edge of the platform, overlooking the boats.

" Mind if I get in with you two? " he asked, running a hand through his bright red hair as he flashed them a grin.

" Be our guest," Jena said, sliding over to make room for him.

" Bill Weasley," the boy said, the smile still present on his face, giving Jena the impression that he was always so calm and cheery.

" Jena Mason," Jena said, finding it hard not to smile at the boy, who seemed to fill everyone he came into contact with, with the same optimism and laidack nature that he held himself. " And this is Daisy Holmes. "

" A pleasure," Bill said as the boats started to row themselves towards the castle.

Soon they were lined up in front of the great hall, waiting to be sorted into their houses. Jena stood between Bill and Daisy, trying to focus on remaining calm, but the only person who seemed capable of that was Bill, and Jena had no idea how he couldn't be phased by it at all.

" What house are you hoping for? " Bill asked, looking at the two girls, who he had decided, on the short boat journey, that he could see himself being friends with.

" I don't know," Daisy said in a quiet voice, " does it always go in families? Because my dad was in Hufflepuff, but I don't know if I'm that much like him. I mean, I wouldn't mind being there, but ... I don't know. "

" Sometimes goes in families," Bill supplied, " but not always. My mum and dad were both in Gryffindor - I hope that's where I am though. It sounds like the best one. "

" Yeah," Jena said, " my mum was a Gryffindor but my dad was a Ravenclaw. I'm happy enough as long as I'm not Slytherin - I haven't heard one good thing about Slytherin. "

" Just as long as I'm with some decent people," Daisy said, looking hopefully at Jena.

Jena held her breath as she sat on the stool with the hat on her head a few minutes later. She waited anxiously to see which house she'd be in, and it wasn't long before the hat declared,

" GRYFFINDOR! "

Jena smiled and at the applause, went off to join her new housemates. She sat down beside Daisy, and minutes later, they were joined by Billl.

Jena breathed a sigh of relief at the fact that she wouldn't be alone for the next seven years. No, she was certain that her two new friends would be ones to keep, and she'd aleady made a good start to her time at the school.