** I do NOT own the Harry Potter series (Books or Movies). All rights go to JK Rowling and associates. This is for fun. I make no money from this at all…although it would be nice. I only own the OCs in the story. Any familiar plots belong to Rowling. Hope you review and let me know what you think!**


"Draco, come down. It's time!" shouted Narcissa up the grand staircase.

She could hear stomping along the floor above and then down the stairs. She smiled from the large dining table as her son walked in. Just like his father Draco had almost white-blond hair. He was sporting his green and silver tie for school.

Sitting at the table was Lucius, Narcissa's husband, Bellatrix and Rodolphus Lestrange, and a girl that Draco didn't know. She had dark brown hair that was pulled back into a loose up-do. She had crystal blue eyes. Those eyes were avoiding his at the present moment.

"Sit Draco," said his mother.

"Who is she?" asked Draco as he started piling food on his plate.

Bellatrix smiled. "This is Anastasia. She will be joining you at Hogwarts this year."

"Who is she?" he asked again, this time around a mouthful of food.

"Draco, manners," said Narcissa.

Lucius had been oblivious of the conversation up until this point. He nodded to his son and set the Daily Prophet down. Bella still had her smile on her face.

"She's my daughter," she said.

"You don't have children," said Draco.

"I've adopted her," said Bella. "Since someone didn't want to have children." Bellatrix turned her glare towards her husband who "hmphed" in reply. "You'll look after her, won't you, Draco?"

After receiving a glare from his mother he replied, "Yeah, sure."

The grandfather clock in the foyer chimed and Narcissa smiled.

"Looks like it's time to head to the station," she said standing. Draco, get your things.

Bellatrix stood up along with Anastasia. They both followed Narcissa to the fireplace in the living room. Draco had already disappeared through the Floo. Narciassa wasn't far behind him.

"Listen to Draco. He knows his way around," said Bella. "Send me an owl if you need to. I will see you soon enough."

"I don't think he likes me," said Anastasia.

"He's not a morning person," said Bella. "Go, before you miss the train."

Anastasia hugged the woman and stepped into the fireplace. She grabbed a handful of powder and dropped it at her feet. She disappeared in the green smoke. Bella smirked at her husband as she returned to the dinner table.

Rodolphus rolled his eyes and returned his attention to his copy of the Daily Prophet.


Platform 9 ¾

"Now, listen to Draco. If you have any questions he should be able to help," said Narcissa. "You two will be coming home for the holidays. So we will see you then."

"Come on," said Draco climbing aboard the train.

Anastasia followed him though the throng of people to an empty cart. Once they were inside he closed the door and put a silencing charm on the cart.

"What did you do that for?" she asked.

"Cause I'm going to give you some advice," he said. "Unless you make it into Slytherin, I'm going to be no help to you. You've got to take care of yourself. It's every man for himself. Well, woman. Anyway, stay out of my way and I will stay out of yours. Understood?"

"Uh, yeah. I guess," she said.

Draco removed the spell and left the cart. Anastasia turned her attention to the view outside the window.

This is going to be fun, she thought.


Hogsmead

"First years follow me!" shouted Hagrid.

Anastasia stepped off the train and over to the waiting carriages. She climbed up and sat down and opened her book. Three other people climbed up with her before it started to me.

"What house are you in?" asked the girl.

"Don't have one," replied Anastasia.

"What?" said the girl.

"I'm new here," replied Anastasia. "I was home schooled."

"Oh. Well, I'm Hermione," she said. "This is Harry and Ron. We're in Gryffindor."

Anastasia nodded. "Anastasia."

"What house do you hope to be in?" asked Hermione.

Anastasia just shrugged her shoulders.

"Well, here is a piece of advice," said the red headed boy. "Avoid the Slytherins. They are nothing but trouble."

Anastasia nodded again but didn't say anything.

It wasn't long before they had reached the castle. Everyone climbed out and made their way through the large doors. Anastasia brought up the rear. She was stopped by an older woman at the door.

"Come with me, please," she said.

Anastasia followed her through the maze of hallways to a stone gargoyle statue. She whispered the password and it started to move, revealing hidden stairs. She followed the woman up the revolving stairs to another set of door. She knocked once before she entered.

"Headmaster?" she said. "I have the girl."

"Thank you Minerva," said the old man.

He smiled at her as he stood up from his chair. "Welcome to Hogwarts, Miss Lestrange.

"How did you know about that?" she asked.

"I know what I must," he said grabbing an old, dusty hat. "Now, it's time to get you sorted into a house. Can't have you running around with no friends, now can we."

He chuckled as he put the hat on her head.

"Hmm," said the hat coming. "Brilliant mind, cunning too, with courage to boot. Where to put you?"

The hat mumbled on about her personalities before shouting Slytherin. Dumbledore removed the hat and it disappeared. He smiled at Anastasia as he took out is wand. He mumbled a spell and her plain robes turned to the Slytherin green and silver.

"Now it's time for the feast and the first years," he said escorting her out of the large office.


The Great Hall

Draco smirked when he saw Anastasia walk in. He waved her over to the table and shoved people out of the way so she would have a place to sit down. She smiled at him as she sat down next to him. A few moments later the large doors opened and a large group of people walked in. The old man stood up and greeted them as they were placed in their houses.

"Aunt Bella will be happy," whispered Draco.

"Quite," replied Anastasia.

"Meet me in the common room after we've gone to the dorms," said Draco.

Anastasia nodded as food appeared on the table. She laughed as she watched Draco pile food on his plate like he was starving.


A/N: Hello! Here is the first chapter of the story! Hopefully this one is a little more developed than the other two that I've written. Please review and let me know what you think! ~Kat