Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, but I do own all my OC's.

Chapter 1

Vivian Lavu sat by herself in a compartment on the Hogwarts Express. This year would be her sixth year at Hogwarts. Truthfully, she'd rather be at home sleeping. It's not that she didn't like Hogwarts. She absolutely loved the atmosphere. She just didn't like the people. And they didn't like her. She had a small group of friends though, but none in her own house. Slytherin. How she hated it there. She truly believed she belonged there though. If only they didn't avoid her like scum. But that's what she was in there own eyes, huh? Muggleborn, or Mudblood as they called it.

"And then Vivi sent me a letter to bugger off and," the voices stopped when they entered the compartment.

"Who are you?" the red haired girl broke the silence.

"I don't know. I've only known you guys for five years?" Vivian sneered.

"Vivi?" Terra Weasley, the girl who had questioned her exclaimed.

"It's Vivian," she growled. Sometimes Terra could be so annoying. Vivian's eyes strayed to Terra's younger sister, Isa and to Isa's friend, Candy. She nodded her head in acknowledgment.

"You look different," Terra gaped.

Vivian rolled her eyes. Had she forgot to mention? The past five years she had been downright disgusting to even look at. At least Terra, Isa, and Candy had been kind enough to talk to her. She had had the greasiest hair with dandruff and an oily face with lots of acne. Her greasy hair had covered her face all of the time. And her blue eyes had had bags under her eyes at all times.

But now, her midnight black hair was slicked back and tucked behind her ears, her pale complexion was clear, she could show off her brilliant sparking baby blue eyes, and she could proudly say that during the summer her small chest had grown quite larger. Not to brag or anything. She was very appealing to the eye now.

"Are you going to try to impress Riddle?" at the mention of the prefect's name, Vivian blushed scarlet. She sent a glare at Candy. She had had a crush on Riddle since first year, but it had died down by the end of fifth year. Perhaps it was because of that one time she had walked into the common room, her hair covering her face, and he was snogging some stupid pureblood bi- er…witch. She remembered her stomach dropping and her rushing for the loo. That had only been last year. Oh, how she wished to stay home.

"No, not at all," she answered. She surveyed the others; they were all quite pretty in their own way. Terra had flaming red hair with a charm that made her eyes violet. In fact, Vivian didn't even know what her natural color was. Isa was two years younger than Terra and had the same hair but dark brown eyes and much more freckles. They were both in Ravenclaw. Funny how they weren't sorted into Gryffindor like the rest of their large family. Candy Bell was Isa's friend who had brown hair and light brown eyes that reminded Vivian of chocolate. She too was a Ravenclaw.

"Suuuure," Candy was most certainly not convinced. Bloody Ravenclaw, she thought.

It was eleven o'clock and the train started to leave the station without fail. Vivian smiled sheepishly at her parents and gave them a little wave, hoping no one had caught her. But the looks on her friends' faces said otherwise.

"You see? Vivi really is a real softy after all," Candy snickered.

"Treats! Treats from the trolley!" the plump witch stopped by their compartment.

"No thanks," Vivian sighed. She had a nervous knot in her stomach. She excused herself and slid passed the cart, nearly bumping into an annoying bloke named Abraxas Malfoy.

"Who's this? A new student?"

"No," Vivian growled. "I'm Vivian Lavu. I'm in the same year as you, remember?"

He raised his eyes as if searching his brain. "Lavu…Lavu," he muttered. Then it seemed he came to a realization when he said, "the mudblood!"

Vivian made a 'hmm' sound and made her way around him, only to nearly collide with the potions professor. "Professor," she nodded to him. Slughorn looked extremely confused.

"And you are?"

Bloody hell! He doesn't even know a student in his own House! Vivian thought, twitching in anger.

"Let the pureblooded blondie tell you!" thankfully, she didn't bump into anyone else when she went searching for some place to just hide the rest of the ride to Hogwarts.

When she had slipped into her robes, she ran her hand through her hair. She kinda missed being ignored. It was the worst having to tell everyone that she wasn't some foreign exchange student and that she had been here for five years already. Next person who would ask would be slapped in the face.

"Vivian?" her heart skipped a beat. She wouldn't forget that voice from anywhere. The voice of an angel.

~Flashback to Fifth Year~

Vivian walked the corridors, late for her next class because she had been feeling horrible yet again. She suddenly lurched forward and sprang into another coughing fit. It was one of the worst. She coughed up blood and nearly lost her small breakfast. She fell onto the floor and cried. How she hated being the sickest person in the school.

"Miss Lavu?" she heard the voice of an angel sing out to her. He walked her frail form and kneeled in front of her while patting her oily hair. Vivian nervously stared up into the amber eyes. They showed no disgust. Instead, they revealed pity. She raised a shaky hand and ran it through his soft white hair. He didn't pull back.

"Should I take you to the Hospital Wing?" he asked and she nodded. He then picked her up bridal style and for once in her life, she felt loved by someone other than family.

~End Flashback~

"Dionysius," Vivian breathed. She was the only person she looked up to. And she had only actually talked to him near the end of her fifth year. The school was large, and she didn't really look for any boys. Especially Gryffindors. Everyone in Slytherin always made fun of the Gryffindors but she couldn't see why. Some of the best people were sorted there. She knew Dionysius was.

He was about to say something before someone roughly shoved passed him. "Oi! First years, watch where you're going! I happen to be a prefect!" but he could be a bit loud at times. He turned back to her with a goofy smile this time. Ah, there's his Gryffindor showing. "Vivian, you certainly have changed during the summer, but has your sickness gotten any better?" the last part was laced with concern.

"I think so, but we'll just have to wait and see," she hated how high her voice sounded and how the blood had rushed to her usually pale face. Usually she could keep a monotone voice.

"I really hope you are better, I wouldn't want you to miss any more classes than you already have."

Vivian thanked him for his concern and left to go back to her compartment. All the blood rushing to her face was really starting to make her mad.

I've decided to make another TR/OC fanfiction (suprise! suprise!) and I just wanted to see how this would go. If I get some positive reviews then I will most definitely continue and Tom will be in the next chapter! Hooray!

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