An innocent toddler sat bouncing in her cradle a huge smile plastered across her face while her mother crooned with the baby voice,"Who's my cute little girl, you are, you are!"

The little girl began clapping her hands "Mama..."

Her mother, a beautiful witch with long brown hair smiled at her daughter,"Allison Gene McGonagall, you are the sweetest little girl in the whole wide world!"

"Yes, and you are the most beautiful woman in the whole wide world." A handsome man with black scruffy hair and dark green eyes smiled back at her

"Frank..." She smiled a radiant smile back at him

"Well, if there is one thing she has inherited from you it is your smile, Lola." Frank smiled at her

'Yes... but she was born with your black hair, and the trade mark eyes of a McGonagall..."

"True, but her hair is actually kind of cute, it's like a... what is that ring that muggle wears again? It changes color?"

"A mood ring Frank, big hit when it came to muggles back in the seventies..." Lola answered smiling at him

"Well... I wouldnt know that!" Frank smiled back

"Well thats because i'm the muggle born in this family!" She smiled back at him, unashamed of her heritage.

Her smile was the one thing that never faltered. One of the many reasons why Frank loved her.

"Oh! It's changing color again!" Frank exclaimed

"It's bubblegum pink! How cute!" Lola smiled

Allie smiled innocently and began clapping her hands obliviously. life would go on like this for only a little longer for the McGonagall family... for it was the nearing the height of the Wizarding War, and both Frank and Lola were in the Order of the Phoenix, Both were Aurors, and both were put in life threatening situations on a day to day basis. It was only a year later that they would be attacked by a group of death eaters and brought to thier kness by none other then Augustus Rookwood. Who after torturing them into insanity, killed them. Leaving Allie all alone in the world. It was a sad tale nonetheless, the night her parents died the oblivious two and a half year old was picked up by Mad-eye-moody who brought her down to the orphanage on Diagon Alley. Where she lived fulltime until the age of eleven, oblivious to the fact that very soon she would come face to face with the soul surviving member of her family. None other then the one and only Gryffindor head of house, Minerva McGonagall. But until then Allison Gene McGonagall would live out her childhood years under the cruel care of the orphanage caretakers. And with a troublesome, prankster like herself Allison had a very hard early life. not to mention the few, well unusual skills she had gained at birth. The caretakers couldnt stand her hair, or her eyes, or pretty much anything else unusual that Allie could do. Because Allie was a Metamorphmagus. And as she got older a very talented one at that. And it is now that the story of Allison Gene McGonagall begins...

Allie's POV

"GET UP YOU SLEEPING INGRATE YOU!" Miss. Frankdorfer shouted at the top of her lungs hitting Allie roughly over the head with the pillow "GET UP YOU FREAK! GET UP!"

And I jumped up quickly trying to fend off the crazy witch,"Im up! Im up! Ive been trying to tell you that for the past five minutes but you havent stopped screaming!"

The oblivious Miss Frankdorfer kept whacking her on her head, and I had the odd feeling that she was just hitting me for fun. "FREAKY PINK HAIRED, DUCK BEAKED FREAK!" Another thing about her was that whenever she had to adress me she always used a word with the base 'Freak'.

"WELL I DONT HAVE PINK HAIR AND A DUCK BEAK NOW YOU OLD COOT!" I shouted back at her then jumping out of bed grabbed her robe and ran down the hallway to the bathroom.

"YAH YOU FREAK! HIGHTAIL IT OUT OF HERE! I DONT WANT TO SEE YOUR FREAKY COLOR CHANGING HAIR IN HERE AGAIN!"

"YAH! WELL YOUR GONNA HAVE TO SEE IT AGAIN! BECAUSE MY TRUNK IS IN THAT ROOM!" I screamed at the top of her lungs

there was a loud crash out in the hallway and Allie knew that she would find her trunk downstairs and scraped up. Courtesy of her most favourite caretaker. Darn it, that was a knew trunk to.

She emerged from the bathroom in her new school robes that just barely avoided trailing on the ground.I walked down the stairs, to find my trunk as predicted damaged with scratches and dents all over it. Sighing I picked it up and then, noticing the time rushed to the kitchen and grabbed a bagel and a few minutes later I got to the totally vacant sitting room. Darn it... all the others had ditched me. Yah I lived in such a lovely place... everybody cared about eachother and of course waited for eachother. Cursing under my breath I ran over to the nonlit fireplace then pulling my trunk in with me I grabbed some flew powder and said,"Kingcross Station, platform nine and three quarters." And then in a flash of green fire I vanished.

Moments later I reapeared on platform and all I could say was "Woah..."

I need to have some input on this because it is my first time trying to write a Harry Potter Fanfiction! And unlike some other things I have written for where there is pretty much no limits to how i can write, i have to deal with several complicated plot lines and hard to type words because they are in latin! So i need some reviews! Also! this is my very, very, very first time trying to write a...uh romance... so I hope this doesnt suck! because as my friends all know im usualy writing about something a bit more violent... but im going to try to widen my topic range! And if i do get some reviews my chapters will be much longer! usually once i warm up to a certain topic they can range from 3,000 to 5,000 plus words! So no need to worry about cheap short chapters :) Oh well... So quick overview on story 'Allison Gene McGonagall is a metamorphmagus, a half-blood, and only living family member of Proffesor McGonagall. to top it all of she's best friends with fred and george weasley! ut as they reach there seventh year, things begin to change... Fred & OC.

Disclaimer: IF I WAS JK ROWLING I WOULD BE A RICH PERSON WITH LOADS OF CASH AND A CREDIT CARD! BUT IM NOT! IM A 14 YEAR OLD WITH $15 in her wallet! SO HA! In other words... I do not own Harry Potter! I wish I did! Because if i was the owner Fred would be alive, george would still have his ear, and my character Allie would be in it! Also if I owned harry potter I would be on vacation in the bahamas instead of sitting at home doing home improvement all summer long!