AN/ Hi. This is my new story about Elsa and the big 4 at Hogwarts. The pairings are Jelsa, Flynn/rapunzel, mericcup and future Kristanna. Nobody will be getting together just yet. They're only first years at the moment. Most of this story will be in Elsa's point of view. This chapter is just a sort of introduction to the story. Thanks for taking time to read my story. Hope you enjoy!

Disclaimer - I don't own any of the characters you know or recognize. This storyline has probably been used before to, but i'm trying to make this one different.

Elsa's POV

I took a deep breath and opened my eyes. I nearly gasped out loud. A second ago I was on Kings Cross station, about to run at the brick wall between platform 9&3 quarters. Now I was staring at a red, shiny steam train with smoke pouring from the chimney. The hogwarts express.

People were bustling all around me, shouting and laughing with their friends and families.

I guess I should introduce myself. My name's Elsa Forsburg, I'm the princess of a small kingdom in Norway, Arendalle (Did I spell it right?). I'm definitely keeping that quiet at my new school. I don't make friends easily due to my cold and icy exterior. I live with my parents and little sister Anna, who I haven't spoken to since I was eight due to an accident when we were young.

I walked down the busy platform dodging and weaving in between people and animals.

I tried to lift my trunk onto the train, but suddenly realised how heavy it is.

"Hey! You need help with that?"

I turned around, coming face to face with a young boy around my age with hair and skin paler than even mine.

I blinked and looked down.

"Yes please," I muttered as politely as I could. The mysterious boy smirked at me, then called out, "Oi, Eugene!"

He gestured for a tall boy with floppy brown hair and lopsided flirty smile,

"Get over her."

The boy walked towards us, winking at everything, including an owl.

"My name's not Eugene, Frost , I'ts Flynn."

He turned to me pretending to just notice me and extended his hand to me. I stared at it for a moment, before shaking it. I noticed him staring at my gloved hand. I couldn't blame him. It is the middle of summer.

I never take my gloves off. They make me feel safe, especially with my curse being out of control.

That's another thing. Since I was born I've had a curse. I can control ice and snow... Except I can't control it. I used to be able to.

But ever since I struck my little sister Anna in the head with my powers, when I was eight, I'ts been out of control.

After the incident I kept in my room, away from everyone except myself.

When I turned eleven I received my letter. My acceptance letter to the magic school of Hogwarts.

My parents seemed proud but I knew they were slightly freaked out.

To get to kings cross I had to go to the trolls in the mountains. Bulda, a female troll who was kind of the mother of the group, took me to diagon alley to get my school stuff.

She told me how to get onto the platform and then disappeared into nothingness, leaving me to forge my own path in my new school, with new people and new surroundings.

I snapped back to reality as one of the boys coughed to get my attention. The guard blew his whistle and I jumped onto the train along with 'Flynn' and 'Frost'.

I muttered a 'thank you' their way and walked off to find a compartment.

I was only looking for a few minutes when Frost and Flynn came rushing up to me, dragging their trunks behind them and panting.

"All the compartments back there are full," Flynn explained.

I nodded and we started off down the corridor together.

I tried to stop the frost gathering beneath my gloves.

I was never good with people.