"Call me Tispe"

"Tispe?"

"Ya, has a nice ring to it.."

"Well, okay then.. Tispe."

Unfortunately, unlike most books, this one doesn't have a happy starting with a problem in the middle; you see the problem is the beginning. It is Tispe in a way. Strange name I know. But right for her. Her real name thought is Aria Tispe Rose. Pretty, no? No. She hated her name, she hated her life. Her parents were drunks, alcoholics, and the worst kind of people. People who beat and put her on the streets. That's where she stayed. 5 years on the streets, it can make a person do crazy things. Each year she retreated deeper and deeper within herself. Until she found that black thorn in her heart that everyone had. She took enough, and soon became a killer. Treating, stealing, hurting, killing. It almost came naturally for her. Scary but true. Then one day somewhere close to her 15 birthday (it is in July) a strange old man with a long white beard came up to her.

"Child, what are you doing? You could have a better life, you're going to have a better life. In fact, you're a wizard." The man spoke with wisdom, but was confused at the expression on her face, it wasn't joy, or anger, or even disbelief. Instead it could only be described as sizing up another challenge, taking it with a hard face, Tispe only nodded her head. The man grabbed her hand and pulled her up.

"This may feel strange" he said, but Tispe just shrugged. There had been a lot of things that felt strange in this world, she didn't care. Then the world disappeared, colors seeped into her vision. She felt as if she was being pulled apart and shoved back together at the same time. When it disappeared and the cold, grey world appeared again, Tispe couldn't have guessed how much time had passed. Could have been seconds, or even days. She just didn't know.

"Well come on child, you have a lot of catching up to do." Tispe looked at her surroundings and spoke her first words for what had seemed like a year. "Wh…where.. are w..we?" The castle sprung up from the ground, the towers so tall they seemed like they were piercing the sky. The man chucked, "Hogwarts my dear, Hogwarts. I believe you will have a much more enjoyable time here then were you were." She nodded, anything would be better than that, she thought, anything.

"Well come on, don't doddle, we need to get you sorted. I'm afraid you are a couple years behind everyone. But not to worry, I have a feeling that you will catch up soon enough." He said while walking in through the main doors at a very fast walk. Tispe easily kept up with him though. She was every in shape, you had to be athletic to win the fights that could have you killed.

At last the old man pushed open enormous doors and led her into a huge room full with people. Some looking friendly, others well… not. Everything was silent though as she walked in, people staring at, probably at my clothes she thought. But that was very untrue, the boys were staring because she was beautiful, the girls because they were jealous. Tispe you see had black locks that fall absolutely straight down to her waist, amazing violet eyes, and well she had the full package. She walked up to the front of the room and looked at the sea of people. Oh why did I come here! I don't even know that old guys name for Christ's sake! She thought. Almost as reading her thoughts the old man said, "Almost forgot! Silly me, my name is Professor Dumbledore. Sorry about that. Getting old you know" With that he patted the seat that stood there. As she sat down he said, "As many of you have notice we have a new student. This is… wait one moment" he then turned and whispered something to the mysterious girl and turned back to the students, "Tispe, her name is Tispe. She has had a rough childhood and I suggest you leave her alone for a while till she gets used to everything. Anyways onto the sorting, by the way she is in her 5th year." Excited whispered followed wondering where the girl would and who might be lucky enough to claim her as his own.

Dumbledore placed a ragged old hat on her head and Tispe jumped as a voice entered her mind. "Ah, Tispe, you are quite interesting. Yes, you have power, oh yes, lots of power. Lots of courage too, and smarts hmmm. Ah, but what do I see here! Ah haha, yes well. With no doubt…"

"Slytherin!"

Tispe shrugged, whatever, and Dumbledore pointed her to that table while the boys were clapping like mad the girls were scowling. She sat down and immediately a pale hand was put before her. Tispe took it tentatively, unsure of what to do.

"My name is Malfoy, Scorpious Malfoy." Then the handsome blond boy brought her hand to his mouth and kissed it softly. Ah, the start of a beautiful friendship, or so she thought. How ever Scorpious had something else in mind.

A/N: Woo! Done first chap, yay! So what do ya think? Haha, please comment much appreciated. And yes Dumbledore's back for the dead big whoop, oh well. And yea, it is next generation. So with rose, lily, James, Fred, al, and that jazz. So ya, review pleeeeeeaaase! Ok well I'm done! BUBYEEE!