A/N: Hello, my friends :) How are you? I've been rewatching Harry Potter lately and wanted to write a fan fiction about it. I'm in love with Oliver Wood, he's basically one of my favorite characters. Ok,I hope you enjoy it and your reviews would be more than welcome :) It's rated T for language and obvious violence.

Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter, J. K. Rowling does (lucky woman she is)

Platform 9 3/4 was, as always, crowded with students and their relatives who had come to see them off. Owls were hooting, prefects were giving orders and the steam of "Hogwarts Express" was filling the station with a white cloud.

For Calliope Bowden, an eleven-year old, all this was a different world. She had no idea that wizards and witches actually existed, until, a few days after her birthday, she was visited by a teacher who had explained everything to her and her parents. Despite their initial cautiousness, Mr. and Mrs. Bowden were excited that their little girl was so special and would go to a school they had never imagined.

Right now, though, she missed her parents. They had brought her here, wished her to have fun, pleaded her to write often and then had gone to work. She wanted them to see the station, she wanted to see their figures becoming smaller and smaller as the train would depart. And, most of all, she was scared, because she didn't know anyone here.

Her owl, a beautiful bird called Amber, hooted angrily in her cage. The teacher who had visited her had escorted her to Diagon Alley and had helped her to buy her new supplies and her new pet. The books had fascinated her, especially the one about Defense Against the Dark Arts, a class that sounded very interesting. But the most intensive moment for her was when she went to Ollivander's to buy her own wand. After trying five, she got one made by rowan wood, 13 inches and with unicorn tail hair as a core. This wand, according to the wandmaker, would be perfect for defensive spells.

So, I was right when I had thought that Defense Against the Dark Arts would be wonderful, Calliope thought and chuckled.

She got on the train, looking around. Some students were already wearing their school robes and she noticed the various colors. Wanting to know as much as possible about Hogwarts before attending it, she had read "Hogwarts, A History" and had learned about the four houses. Gryffindor, the house of the brave, with its scarlet and gold colors, Hufflepuff, the house of the loyal, with its yellow and black, Ravenclaw, the house of the intelligent, colored blue and bronze, and Slytherin, the house of the cunning, green and silver.

Finally, she spotted a compartment that was almost empty. Only two twins with ginger hair, about her age, and a tall boy with dark brown hair were in it. Shyly, she knocked at the door.

'Excuse me, would you mind if I sit here?' she asked.

'Of course not' the one of the twins gestured her to enter. 'Feel free'

Smiling, she came in and sat down next to the tall boy, who seemed elder than her.

'I'm Oliver Wood' he introduced himself and shook her hand. 'Nice to meet you'

'Nice to meet you too. My name is Calliope Bowden'

'Calliope?' the other twin repeated, looking impressed. 'Wow, you have an amazing name! I'm George Weasley and this is Fred, my twin'

'Or no?' his brother frowned and a sly smirk appeared on his face. 'I'm George and this is Fred'

Calliope looked confused from the one to the other. It was indeed impossible to tell the difference between the two of them. She laughed, thinking how many pranks they could do because of that.

'Are you guys first years, too?' she wanted to know, thinking that it would be much better if her new friends were with her.

'Yes' they answered and the same time.

'I'm in third year' Oliver said. 'I'm sure that you'll love Hogwarts. It's beautiful, most classes are great and there's also Quidditch'

At that last word, the twins nodded in agreement, but Calliope had no idea what they were talking about. She risked sounding stupid and asking for more information.

'What's Quidditch?'

The three boys turned towards her, looking surprised, especially Oliver. Her cheeks became deep red and she stared at the ground. Calliope knew immediately that, being Muggle-born wouldn't always be easy, since she knew things others didn't and vice versa.

'My parents are Muggles' she explained. 'Only a few months ago I actually had no idea that I was a witch'

'Oh, that doesn't matter' Oliver reassured her. 'It's not bad to be Muggle-born. Quidditch is the most popular sport in the wizarding world and it's brilliant! You play it on broomsticks. Each house has its own team and there are matches during the year'

'Do you play?' the twin who had said first that he was George asked.

'No, but I'll try out this year. I want to be the Gryffindor Keeper'

'You're in Gryffindor!' Fred exclaimed and started singing. 'You might belong in Gryffindor, where dwell the brave at heart. Their daring, nerve and chivalry set Gryffindors apart!'

'Our whole family was in Gryffindor, so we will probably be there, too' George revealed. 'What about you, Callie? In which house do you want to be sorted?'

'I have no idea' Calliope blushed at the sound of her new nickname. 'Maybe in Hufflepuff, because I'm very loyal to my loved ones. I'm neither very intelligent like a Ravenclaw, nor very brave like a Gryffindor. And I'm surely not cunning like a Slytherin'

'Better stay away from them' Oliver advised her. 'I've met a lot Slytherins and they're true snakes. But don't be so sure about the other two. The Sorting Hat sees right into your soul, even at traits you possess and you don't know it'

'He's right' Fred agreed. 'So, who knows? Maybe it will see that you're bright…'

'…and put you in Ravenclaw' his brother interrupted him.

'Or that you're extremely brave…' Fred spoke again.

'…and sort you into Gryffindor' George cut him off.

Calliope hadn't thought about that. Her new friends knew a lot about the Sorting Ceremony. If the Sorting Hat was that wise, then it would really see something she wouldn't. This made her awaiting her arrival in Hogwarts with even bigger impatience. She took a parchment, a quill and ink and wrote a quick note to her parents. At that moment, the train left the station.

'Let the journey and the fun begin!' the twins shouted, clapping at the same time.

We just left the station. I can't wait to arrive at Hogwarts. Everything is so new for me and I've made friends already. I'll write you as often as possible, to share my experiences with you. I love both of you.

After she finished, she unlocked Amber's cage. The owl, happy to feel free, bit her gently on the finger. The young girl tied the note on her feet and George opened the window.

'There we go, Amber' Calliope whispered. 'Your first journey starts at the same time with mine'

A/N: Alright, everyone, a small chapter, explaining basically how our heores meet :) Next chapter will be up soon, having their arrival at Hogwarts :)