A.N. This is my first Harry Potter story so be gentle. I have it up before but had to make a few adjustments. Anyway, read on! I own any character on here that isn't in Harry Potter.

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter

Chapter 1

Chris looked at the train that would take her to her second personal hell. Every single year it was the same. She would leave one prison only to go to the next. She often thought that if she could just walk away she would have been long gone. There was nothing here for her. It was just a boring endless cycle.

She sighed and pulled her trunk along with her before leaving it where it was. Someone would get it for her like they did every year. Every single horrible boring year.

She walked along the compartments and went into one in the back that she knew would be empty since she stayed in the same one each year. There is only one other girl that shared the compartment with her and she was a Gryffindor as surprising as that was.

You see, her name was Christina Maldon, although she preferred to be called Chris, and she was a pure blooded Slytherin who was friends with a muggle born Gryffindor. It was not exactly something that you see very often if ever. The fact was that Chris didn't agree with the way everyone in Slytherin acted. She didn't believe she was better because she was a pure blood and this would be why she didn't talk to anyone at all for she didn't want to talk to anyone in Slytherin and almost everyone who wasn't in Slytherin didn't want to talk to her. Except for Drilene Swason.

It was on the first day of school that Chris had met Drilene. She had been sitting in a compartment, dreading the year that was to come when Drilene walked and casually started talking. Chris glared at her and gave cold answers even though it was only a mask that she had learned to put up. Slowly but surely, Chris warmed up to Drilene and they just talked for the rest of the night.

When they got sorted Chris knew that she would be sorted in Slytherin. It was in her blood. She also knew that Drilene wouldn't be in the same house. She was too nice and caring. She wouldn't have lasted a minute. She avoided Drilene for a while, certain that she didn't want to talk to her again because it would ruin what ever chance she would have of becoming popular.

It worked but at one point Drilene had cornered her outside and talked to her. She had said that she didn't care what other people thought, that she knew that she would be a good friend and that she wanted to be her friend. Needless to say they became fast friends and no one commented on it because they didn't notice them. Of course some people noticed but didn't comment on it. They would avoid the crowd whenever they could at the meals and always sat at the back of the class.

Drilene had other friends in different houses and people knew her but Chris could almost have been air. She never spoke up in class and if she did talk it was in hushed whispers to Drilene. She was almost never seen in the Slytherin common room because Drilene wasn't allowed there and if she was in there she would be sitting in the darkest corner where almost no one noticed her. It was peaceful that way and she could also observe people easily.

Chris was startled from her thoughts when the door to her compartment opened up and Drilene stepped in. Drilene had a fair complexion and black hair with blond highlights that came down to her shoulders. She was thin and had an average height. She had light brown eyes that shown with intellect and stubbornness most of the time. She hadn't changed a bit during the summer vacation.

Chris, on the other hand, had changed. She had natural tanned complexion and black hair that reach her mid back with dark blue streaks running through it. Her bangs covered half of her right eye most of the time. She was more toned then Drilene which came from practicing Quidditch and she was also slightly taller then Drilene. She had amber eyes that could turn black depending on her mood. Her eyes were often guarded and most people who looked into them found them mysterious and even disturbing at time.

"Hey Chris! I love the hair dye. Did your folks flip out on you when they saw you?" That was Drilene for you. She skipped all the formalities and went straight to the interesting stuff.

Chris grinned in reply. "Oh you know them. They didn't even notice till a muggle asked if I was a Goth. When they did notice though it was so funny."

Drilene laughed, picturing Chris's parents reaction. Chris's parents were very strict and proper so any sort of thing that was strange or improper they would forbid. In other words, dark blue highlights were out of the question. Drilene hadn't actually met Chris's parents considering she was a muggle born but she had seen a picture.

They talked about their summer. Well, Drilene talked and Chris listened. Drilene's parents were archaeologists and Drilene went along with them during her vacations. This year they had gone to Egypt. As Drilene talked Chris looked out of the window, half listening to her and half wondering why she felt like something was about to happen.

The compartment door opened, startling both the girls inside. In the doorway stood Hermione Granger who seemed to be preoccupied. Looking inside she noticed the two occupants in surprise.

"I'm sorry. I thought that this was free. How have you been Drilene?" Granger smiled at Drilene, not really noticing that Chris was there. She was fine by that and hoped that it would stay that way.

Drilene returned her smile. "Just fine, Hermione. Yours?"

Granger shrugged. "Same as always I suppose." She looked around the compartment and gasped a bit when she saw Chris sitting there, just looking at her. "Hello? I don't think I've met you before. My name's Hermione Granger. You are?"

Chris debated on telling Granger her name. If she became too friendly the rest of her house would find out and then her parents would find out. Her parents aren't allowed to find out.

"No one you should concern yourself with." Chris replied rather coldly. Granger frowned and Drilene shot her a look of disapproval.

"Fine. Don't tell me. Can I speak with you for a moment, Drilene?" Drilene nodded and stepped outside. Chris sighed a bit when she heard their conversation. Just because she was cold didn't mean she was stupid and deaf.

"Why are you talking to her Drilene? She seems cold and why haven't I seen her before? She doesn't look like a first year." Chris snorted. Well, that was a bit obvious.

She heard Drilene sigh. "She isn't really like that. She just takes time to warm up to people. And you have seen her. You just haven't noticed her. She really cool actually."

"Sure…" Chris could hear the obvious doubt in Granger's voice and smirked. Looked like she still had her wonderful mask. "Well, you should change we're almost there. And be careful Drilene."

Drilene came back in the compartment and looked at Chris, frowning lightly with her hands on her hips. "Was that really necessary?"

Chris sighed. "Yes, it was necessary. You know how fast rumours spread. Just because people don't know me doesn't mean they can't find out. If it even reaches my father that I talk to you I would have been dead long ago. You know that Dri."

Dri looked defeated and her hands dropped by her side. "You're right. I'm sorry. I'm just so tired of you being invisible." Chris laughed and Dri looked at her like she was crazy before she joined her.

They changed and felt the train slow down. They joined the rush and were soon outside. Chris saw Granger shoot her a slight glare. Chris gave her a smirk to keep up the act before Granger disappeared into one of the many carriages.

Chris looked at the creatures that pulled the carriage. She had heard that only people who had seen murder first hand could see them. It wasn't a pleasant thought though she supposed that it fitted with the appearance of the creature. They certainly wouldn't win a beauty contest.

Drilene looked at Chris, feeling slightly worried before shaking the feeling off. They got into a carriage for the two of them and the ride was spent in comfortable silence. When they got out Chris looked at her current prison. The castle seemed to have a eerie look to it.

They joined the crowd again and walked into the great hall. Drilene and Chris smiled at each other before separating and going to their respective houses. Chris sat at the far end of the table and smiled slightly when she saw Drilene talk to people in her house.

Looking at the first years that were coming in she sighed, noting that she seemed to be doing that a lot lately. Another year of torture. Splendid. She looked at the professor's table and noted with amusement that Snape wanted to be here just as much as she did.

Looking over to Dumbledore she noticed with shock that he seemed to be looking right at her. He smiled slightly, a twinkle in his eyes and bowed his head slightly. Chris, who was still in shock returned the bow of the head. Dumbledore seemed satisfied because he started watching the sorting.

Chris shook her head slightly at the strange occurrence. That had never happened before. She just knew that this year would be different. She just wasn't sure if that was a good thing or not.

A.N. So, what do you think? Review people so that I know what you think! Maybe Chapter 2 coming up...