A/N: My new story. It's a Skins/Harry Potter crossover. So far only Effy will appear in the series for the next few chapter but slowly other people like Pandora, Cook, Emily, Tony, etc. will show up.

And basically Harry and Ron are like the Freddie and Cook of the story, just so you know.

Enjoy!

Chapter 1: Transfer Student

Harry sat at the Gryffindor table, as the giant doors of the Great Hall opened. McGonagall strode in, a roll of parchment tucked under her arm as the new first years came in. The little eleven year olds looked around in astonishment, but one of the first years stood out.

Actually, she didn't even look like a first year. She looked about Harry's age, fourteen. She was at the rear of the group of first years, not looking around, she looked as if she was uninterested by the enchanted the ceiling, floating candles, etc.

"Blimey." Ron whispered in his ear. "Look at her."

Harry nodded. She had flowing brown hair that stopped in the middle of her back, freckles were spread across her nose, and she had these piercing blue eyes.

All the boys in the Great Hall watched as she walked up with the cluster of little ones. The unknown girl gave off the presence that she may be new but she would rule the school soon enough.

"Now," Professor McGonagall said. Her voice echoed throughout the Great Hall, seeing as everyone was strangely quiet. "As you all can see, we have a new student who is not eleven years. She is a transfer student to Hogwarts from Beauxbatons; she will be joining the fourth year students." McGonagall unrolled the roll of parchment and began to call out names. "Jones, Jeremy."

A little brown curly haired boy, walked up nervously. When he sat down on the stool and McGonagall placed the Sorting Hat on his head everyone waited.

"RAVENCLAW!" The hat bellowed.

The Ravenclaw's burst into applause as Jeremy jumped off the stool to join his House mates.

McGonagall went through twenty more students, 6 for Gryffindor, 4 for Slytherin, 5 Ravenclaw, and 5 Hufflepuff.

"Stonem, Elizabeth." McGonagall called.

The girl that Harry was staring at walked up and placed herself on the stool. Her blue eyes for a moment met Harry's emerald green ones, and then she looked straight ahead as the fabric touched her brown head.

"SLYTHERIN!" The Hat called out after it had its moment of thinking.

The Slytherin table, mostly from the boys, roared with cheers. Elizabeth hopped off the stool and confidently walked over to the Slytherin table and sat down next to none other than Draco Malfoy, who patted the seat beside him.

"Sucks she's in Slytherin." Said Fred. "She's darn pretty."

The boys nodded in agreement. "Is that all you guys care about? Her looks? You don't even know what she's like." Said Hermione.

The boys shrugged and everyone turned to watch the rest of the Sorting.

After the rest of Sorting, the feast began. Harry couldn't help but look at Elizabeth from over his shoulder. She was listening to Malfoy talking, but she didn't seem to be really listening to him. She looked from Malfoy to him; she gave him a small smile. The smile read to him 'You fancy me? But you'll never get me.'

Draco caught Harry looking and glared at him. "What are you looking at Potter?" He spat.

"Nothing that concerns the likes of you, Malfoy." Said Harry with equal bitterness.

Harry turned back around, stabbing his vegetables with his fork.

"Harry!" said Ron. "You're hurting your food." He said, looking at his vegetables. Harry shrugged and stabbed a mini carrot before putting it in his mouth.

Soon everyone was finished eating and Dumbledore got his feet. "So!" said Dumbledore, smiling at everyone in the Hall. "Now that we are all fed and watered. I must ask for your undivided attention as I tell you all a few notices."

Dumbledore named the objects that were forbidden from the grounds of Hogwarts as asked by Mr. Filch, the caretaker of Hogwarts, and that the Forbidden forest was out-of-bounds to all students and that Hogsmeade was banned for everyone under third year.

"It it also my painful duty to inform you all that the Quidditch Cup will not be taking place this year."

"What?" Harry gasped. He looked around to all his fellow Gryffindor team members and saw that they were appalled by the news of no Quidditch.

"This," Dumbledore continued. "Is because of an event that will be starting this October that will continue throughout the entire school year, taking up most of the teachers' time and energy—but I am sure you will all enjoy it immensely. I have great pleasure in announcing that this year at Hogwarts—"

Elizabeth—or Effy—watched Dumbledore as he spoke. She heard Draco Malfoy whisper things behind her about how Dumbledore was not fit to run the school and so on to his two friends, Crabbe and Goyle.

She knew that some guys were staring at her. How could they not? She was like her brother, with the gorgeous brown hair, freckles across the noses, and the eyes. The blue eyes. Well, Tony had brown eyes but whatever they still pulled everything together.

Then there was a deafening rumble of thunder that broke Effy out of her thoughts. Everyone turned to the Great Hall doors that had flung open.

A man stood in the doorway, leaning against a long wooden staff. The man lowered his hood, shook out a long mane of grilled dark grey hair then began to walk towards the teachers table. Everyone in Great Hall gaped, except Effy, as they got a glimpse of his face.

It looked as though it was carved out of weathered wood by someone who didn't have any skill on how to make a human face. The mouth was a diagonal gash and his nose was missing a large chunk. And the man's eye, his left one, was small, dark and beady and the other was large, round as a coin, and electric blue. The eye was enchanted, moving from side to side, up and down without blinking.

"It's Mad-Eye Moody." Someone whispered. "The ex-Auror."

The Hall erupted into whispers about the Mad-Eye Moody as he reached the teachers table. "What's the big deal about him?" asked Effy.

"He's one of the best Aurors out there, Elizabeth." Said Draco.

"Don't call me Elizabeth. It's Effy to you—all of you." She said. The Slytherins around her nodded. "Good."

"And to think," Draco ranted, as Dumbledore announced Mad-Eye was going to be teaching us. "He'd let him, Mad-Eye Moody, teach us. I hear he's mental. Wait until my father hears about this."

Irritated, Effy turned to him. "Draco," She said.

"Yes, Effy?" He said a twinkle in his eye.

"Do me a favour, and just shut up for the rest of the feast, OK?" She said giving him the infamous Stonem smile then turned back to Dumbledore.

"Were was I? Oh yes, the Triwizard Tournament!" He said giving a smile again. "We will be hosting the Triwizard Tournament!"

Effy soon lost interest as he began to talk about the history of this Tournament. "This year," Dumbledore said. "For safety we have decided that those over the age of seventeen are the ones that can compete in this Tournament."

Everyone burst into shouts of 'Rubbish' or 'No way's. Effy let out a sigh, and she crossed her arms over her chest. Hogwarts seemed a tad boring for her at the moment like Beauxbatons.

"Silence!" Dumbledore yelled, and the cries of protest faded. "Now, like I have said before, Durmstrang and Beauxbatons, Ms. Stonem's old school, will be joining us. I would like you to treat them nicely as the purpose of this tournament is to make friends from outside of our school. And now, I wish you all a good night's sleep."

Everyone began to pour out of the Great Hall, Slytherins surrounding Effy; she was like a new toy for them.

"Could you all, just back off." Said Effy.

Everyone obeyed and took a few steps back from her. Effy then saw him, Harry Potter, and his red headed and bushy haired friends next to him. The red head and Harry were staring at her just like everyone else had when she had walked into the Great Hall.

Effy smirked; she pushed aside Crabbe and Goyle and walked over to Harry Potter and his friend. "Hello." She said.

The two boys stared blankly at her, as she smiled at them. "Effy, why are you talking to Potter and Weasel?" asked Draco from behind her.

Effy rolled her eyes and turned around. Draco may be cute, but he could be very irritable. There was a strong reason why Effy never liked anyone, except her brother, Tony; it was because of people like Draco. Constantly irritating you.

"Maybe because I want too, Draco. Now run along with your little—actually not so little friends to our common room. You've told me where it is and how to get in. I'll be fine." She said then turned back around.

Behind her, she heard Draco mutter things under his breath as footsteps from the pack of Slytherins that were once surrounding her began to fade away as they went further into the castle.

"Malfoy called you Effy, I thought your name was Elizabeth." Said the red head.

"Oh, well Effy is my nickname. It's a shit name but it's short for Elizabeth which is even worse." Said Effy, shrugging. "You boys know my name, and I know yours," She looked at Harry. "But I don't know you..." She turned to Ron. "Or you." She looked in between the boys to see the bushy haired girl.

"I'm Hermione Granger." Said the girl.

"I-I-I'm Ron Weasley." Said the red head.

"Cool." Said Effy, nodding her heads.

"Why did you transfer to Hogwarts?" asked Hermione.

Effy let out a chuckle. "I didn't, actually. They're just saying that crap, so I can come off nice for my first day here. I actually got expelled from Beauxbatons."

"Why?" asked Harry.

"We were having this party where we have these woods, outside the grounds. Like the Forest you've got here, but less...gloomy. Anyways, my friends and I snuck out to have the party, we got Firewhiskey and Butterbeer and all that. So I found some shrooms—"

"Wait—what are shrooms?" asked Ron, furrowing his brow.

"It's mushrooms, that can make you go high. Drugs, you know. But anyways, we all had our shrooms and I started tripping, and my friend, Katie, well we got in a fight and since I was tripping I hit her in the head with a rock because she was pulling my hair and stuff. The rest brings me here."

The three Gryffindors looked at Effy in shock as that smirk was still on her face. Effy didn't hide anything from anyone, unless she wanted too and she was good at it too.

"You're underage! You shouldn't have been drinking, or—or doing any of those things." Said Hermione, appalled.

"I've been doing it for a long time, Hermione. Maybe I'll even do it here, who knows."

"But—but Dumbledore he'd never allow it."

"Who said Dumbledore has to know?"

"You can't do that! It's against the rules!" She protested.

Effy let out a little laugh. "I'm Effy Stonem. There are no rules for me." She said then walked off.

Harry, Ron, and Hermione walked to the common room a few moments after Effy had left. Effy was different, from the other Slytherins so far. She was mysterious, reckless; she was different from everyone in Hogwarts for a fact.

And Harry liked it.

"To think what she's going to do to our school!" cried Hermione as they entered the portrait hole.

"Maybe she was kidding." Said Ron.

"She didn't seem like it and the way she showcases herself, it's like she better than us already. She's like Malfoy except he is much more irritable than her."

Harry plopped down onto the couch, Neville sitting in the chair beside him. "Who are they talking about?" whispered Neville.

"The new girl, Elizabeth Stonem." Harry answered.

Neville nodded. "Oh, she sure is pretty."

Harry nodded. "Yeah she is."

"Well, I don't like her." Said Hermione, crossing her arms over her chest and falling onto the couch next to Harry.

"That's only because she's different, Hermione." Ron told her. "She's different from all of us. She curses and doesn't care who hears her, she drinks and does drugs at only fourteen. You don't like her because she doesn't follow the rules. Everyone else seems to like her."

Hermione scoffed. "That's only because they think she's beautiful. She's only fourteen, Ronald, much too young to be doing any of those things." Shaking her head in disapproval.

"But if she was having that party at Beauxbatons then some other people at the school must be doing the stuff she was doing as well." Harry piped up. "And they're coming here. To our school."

Hermione shook her head. "Dumbledore said only the seventeen year old ones were coming."

Ron sat on the arm of the couch. "We'll have to wait and see who Effy Stonem truly is before we start to fully judge her."

A/N: I hope you guys enjoyed it. It was between Ravenclaw and Slytherin to sort Effy into. Let me just give you guys a quick little explanation of why, so I don't get people saying I put her in the wrong House. This little explanation was given from narcissas. tumblr. com

Effy does possess certain Ravenclaw traits that make themselves evident throughout the series, particularly during S1 and S2. She is highly analytical and observant of the world around her, resulting in her trademark cynicism about life and love in general.

More than anything else, however, I believe power is central and vital to Effy's character. At the start of S3 and her turn as a principal character, we see she is charming, enigmatic, and ruthlessly aware of her hold on others, quite like her older brother, Tony. When Freddie expresses his desire to be with her, Effy recognizes in herself the desire to reciprocate the affection, but buries it away and turns to Cook instead at lesser emotional cost. When Katie later challenges Effy's position as queen bee at the Gobblers' End party, she scrambles, to disastrous effect, to regain her footing. When she fails, she runs away, rather than face further fall from grace.

Furthermore, the most sense I can make out of Effy's "love made me go mad" storyline in S4 is that, where she had once been self-reliant, as snakes often are, love managed to make her feel weak, soft, open and raw. Love left her completely and utterly powerless, something a true Slytherin would quite naturally resent.