Hey. I was on a while ago but left and here I am again! I wanted to write a story about my favorite character that EVERYONE forgets about (don't even pretend) because she's not even really in the story. She's mentioned in the video game as being a Gryffindor girl in the same year as Harry but she's... forgotten. So this is her story of why she's ignored. Her and her friend's tale.

You think you know what happened in Harry Potter's years at Hogwarts? You don'tI'm the only one who really knows because the stupid boy wrote me out of the storyI was just as important as Harry Potter but he pretended I wasn't part of ANY of it because I was "Too annoying". My friends and I helped, without us he won't have even found the Sorcerer's Stone

I'm Fay Dunbar, and this is MY storyThe REAL storyWell, my best friend, Alice want me to remind you that she's in the story too.

Fay's POV

I sit by my window, watching the rain fall into our small backyard. It hits the window, bouncing off like a bullet. My cat, named Autumn in honor of my favorite season, curls up on my bed. I swing around and wander back to my desk, which is, as usual, cluttered with papers. I brush them aside with my hand and clear a small space. I sit down, getting to work as my brown hair falls in my face.

My name is Fay Dunbar and I...

Stupid summer homework. I shouldn't even have to do it, after all, I am going to Hogwarts this year. Hopefully... I should get in but there is that slight chance I won't and if I didn't do my homework, my dad would kill me. Not literally but it wouldn't be pretty. He's the more... violent, of my parents. Probably because of there different houses. Which is one of the reasons I hate being a pureblood, besides the obvious they-know-I-can't-do-magic-and-I'll-be-in-big-trouble-if-I-try thing. They each really want me to be in a certain house, and they're in different houses. My mum wants Hufflepuff and my dad wants Slytherin. I'm not even sure why they're together because their houses are complete opposites.

I drop my pencil, sighing heavily. I bet stupid, annoying Malfoy doesn't have to do his freakin' homework. I hate him! We've gone to the same school since kindergarten and he's a total bloke. Always beating up the other kids, and screaming and cussing at me. The teacher's have learned not to sit us near each other. And, since he's a pureblood, I'll be stuck in Hogwarts with him. The annoying, Slytherin-destined boy... and my dad wants me to be in the same house as him? Not gonna happen. I'd rather be in Hufflepuff and while there's nothing wrong with the house, I'd prefer Gryffindor. After all, that's where Jenna was... oh god! Don't think about Jenna. Not now...

"Fay!"My mum yells and I leap up, surprised and clamber down the stairs. Jumping off the second to last step, I run across the tile floor of the entry hall and slide to a stop in front of my mom. She's wearing her dark hair up in a ponytail and she just hands me a letter, smiling broadly. "You made it!"

I scream and clap, jumping up and down as I hold the envelope that has decided my fate. I did it! I got in! But then my mum adds something that wipes the smile off my face within seconds.

"I was thinking we could go shopping for books and wands with the Malfoys. You and Draco seem to get along."

"Can we not?" I plead. She only thinks we get along because during all the time we've been forced to "hang out and not burn down the house" because Father and his dad are friends, we've spent up in one another's rooms sending each other death glares. We know not to hit each other or curse while our parents are around. But this is too much, I won't have him ruining my joyful mood.

"You love hanging out with Draco," my mum coos; the poor, unobservant soul, "And anyway, it's already been scheduled. We'll meet him there tomorrow at lunch time."

I glare at her and stalk away but she just calls after me, "Cut the attitude, Fay! I don't care if you got in or not, you can still be sent to London Academy!"

I stop walking, no! She wouldn't. "I'll be nice to little Draco, Mum. Don't worry."

She just rolls her eyes, exasperated. "Fay... stop it. Your Father will be pleased about Hogwarts but I'd rather not have to tell him about your cheek."

I nod and walk upstairs, tearing open the Hogwarts letter as I do so.

Dear Ms. Dunbar,

You have been accepted to Hogwarts school for witchcraft and wizardry...

"Yes!" Fay cried, "I'm in!"

So, I hope you enjoyed my story and I should post chapter 2 soon. Please R&R but let me just tell you: Fay ends up hating several people in this story, including (but not limited to) Draco, Harry, and at one point, Hermione. This is not my opinion but hers because I thought it would make for an interesting plot. Thanks for reading!