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Harry Potter, the Boy who Lived, sat at the Griffindor house table with his best friends, Ron Weasley and Hermione Granger. It was the beginning of term, and the three were waiting for the Sorting Ceremony to end so that they could eat.

"Sixth year is going to be fun." Said Ron, "I heard we get to learn all sorts of nasty spells to use on your enemies!"

"Haha!" Laughed Harry, "Don't we already know plenty of those?"

"Too many." Hermione chided, rolling her eyes for emphasis.

"Look, I think they're almost done with the sorting!" Harry exlaimed happily. He was hungry.

"Now that all the first years have been sorted," Came the voice of Dumbledore from the High Table, "it is almost time to eat!"

"Almost?" The confused students murmured.

"Yes, we have one more student to sort. She has just transferred from Beauxbatons with incredibly high grades and will be with us for the rest of the school year. Please make her feel at home in this castle, and join me in welcoming our new 7th year transfer student Raven GĂ©meaux."

Harry, Ron, and Hermione looked up in interest. They had never had a transfer student before.

A teenage girl stepped out of the shadows of the back of the Great Hall. No one had noticed she was there before. She wore a dark cloak, and on her shoulder was perched a large black raven. There were two strange things about this raven. One, it had large, ice-blue eyes, and two, it had a red marking underneath it's right eye that made it look like it was crying a tear of blood.

The girl walked up to the front of the hall and pulled down the hood of her cloak. Glistening black hair cascaded down her back like a waterfall of obsidien, the straight strands ending in gentle curls around the small of her back. Her eyes were a vibrant emerald green, and her skin was pale and porcelian-smooth. Her lips were large and blood red, shimmering in the candlelight.

"Wow, she's beautiful!" Hermione breathed. Ron nodded, his eyes fixated on the perfect curves of Raven's body. Harry, however, felt confused. This girl looked so familier! Where had he seen her before? He knew there was something strange about her, and he vowed he would find out what it was.

Raven sat on the stool before the entire hall, placing the sorting hat on her head.

"Hmm." The hat spoke into Raven's mind. "This is confusing. Where to put you?"

"With Harry Potter." Raven thought to the hat. "Which house is he in?"

"Harry Potter is in Griffindor." Said the hat.

"Griffindor?!" Exclaimed Raven in her mind. "But how?!"

"I told him he would do well in Slytherin but he begged to be put elsewhere."

"Oh thank the Gods." Replied Raven. "I was worried..."

"I know what you were worried of. I know your secret, Raven."

"Yes, of course. You can read people's minds. You won't tell anyone, will you?"

"How can I? I'm just a hat."

"A talking hat." Raven countered.

"Touché. But no, your secret is safe with me. I know you have come here to do what must be done."

"Then sort me into Griffindor."

The hat paused.

"I cannot do that, Raven. You possessed the qualities of a Griffindor once, but your heart has been captured by Slytherin."

"I don't deny that." She spoke quietly, a single glistening tear falling from her eye and trailing down her porcelain face.

"You must take your rightful place. You know what that is, don't you?"

"I do."

"Then follow your destiny. SLYTHERIN!" The hat shouted the last word to the entire hall. Raven took off the hat, looking a little dejected, but determined. She crossed over to the Slytherin table, where Draco Malfoy and his goons were smirking over the fact that THEIR house had gotten the new beautiful transfer student. As she walked Raven looked across the hall to Harry Potter, and her eyes immediately locked with his. They held this intense gaze for several seconds before Raven broke her gaze and sat down.

Harry, however, was left more confused than before.

"What was that about?" He asked himself, since no one else seemed to have noticed the look she had given him. It was like she was seeing him for the first time when every witch and wizard in the wizarding world had seen pictures of him all over the place. It was strange.

However, seconds later the food arrived on the table, and Harry forgot all about everything else.

A/N: Please review and tell us what you thought! Soon you'll get to learn Raven's secret then this'll all make sense, so stay tuned!!