A/N: Not mine, well some of it is.

I know that Forge and Gred, I mean Fred, George and Lee are two years older than the gang but in my story, they are just one year older. Okay?

Prologue

I am Jedda Rose Black, daughter of Sirius Black and Selene Dumbledore. Yes, my mother was Albus Dumbledore's daughter, my mother was killed by Voldemort personally and when my father went to Azkaban, I was sent to live with my godfather, Remus. This story begins on September 1st, the day my life truly started. I have my father's black hair and, supposedly, his good looks. I also have his arrogant side, his certain way with words and a very big disregard for the rules. Since my father was an animagus, I also am able to change, but into anything I want. I have my mother's blue eyes and her height, 5'0.

Chapter 1

"Come J, or you'll miss the train!" Remus shouted to me as we came onto the platform. Everyone else had already boarded and the warning whistle had sounded.

"I really don't want to go! Can't you just teach me?" I whined as he lifted my trunk onto the train.

"No. you need to be around kids your age. Now remember, be nice and stay as far away from Professor Snape as you can. He won't be too nice to you." Remus said as he then lifted me onto the train.

"But what if I get Slytherin? Would my parents be proud? What if they don't like me because of my family? What if they think I'm a freak?" I whispered. I knew that my father had supposedly killed thirteen people, but I knew deep down that he hadn't. And even if he had, I wanted to make him proud of me.

"Jedda Rose Black, you are not a freak. They would love you and no matter what house you're in, your parents would be proud of you. No matter what." Remus replied, kissing my forehead. "Now go, and have fun."

"I will." I said as the train started to move. "Bye!"

I waved to him until I could no longer see him. Then I turned around and began to look for a compartment. I was walking down a hallway when someone pushed me down and I was flung into a compartment.

"Bloody gits." I growled as I stood up. I was in a compartment with two red heads and a dark haired boy. "I'm sorry. I tripped."

"Wait, do you need a place to sit?" one of the red heads asked.

"Um… yeah." I said, fidgeting with the hem of my shirt.

"Well then sit down!" the other red head said.

I made to get my trunk but the dark haired boy got it and put it up. I gave him a small smile and sat near the window.

"I'm Fred Weasley, by the way." The red head that had first spoken said. "And that's my brother George. The other guy is Lee Jordan."

"Hi. I'm Jedda Black." I said nervously, trying to guess their reaction. They would probably freak out.

"Black as in Sirius Black?" Fred asked.

"Yeah." I said quietly then I stood up. "I knew this was a bad idea. This always happens. I'll just be going."

"No, wait. We were just surprised that's all. We didn't know he had a daughter." George said.

I sat back down. "Most people don't. I've lived with my godfather for almost all of my life."

They decided to change the subject.

"So you'll be first year, right?" Lee asked.

"Yeah, I hope to get Gryffindor." I said eagerly. "But then again, anything is better than Slytherin."

"We're all Gryffindors. You'll like it, except for McGonagall; she's always on our cases." Fred said.

"But I guess that comes with being pranksters, right?" I asked, smirking.

George's mouth dropped open.

"I guess I forgot to mention that Headmaster Dumbledore is my grandfather." I said, grinning when they all gasped.

"What?" they said in unison.

"Did I stutter? I said that my grandfather is Dumbledore, which means I know everything about everyone in Hogwarts." I said happily.

We talked about everything, from family to Quidditch. I left to change and when I came back, I knocked on the door and when they said come in, I did. I walked in to see all three of them buttoning up their robes.

"You could have said that you weren't done yet!" I said as I closed my eyes.

"Oh, come on! It's not like we were totally naked." Fred said.

"Yeah, then I would've been scarred for life. Now I'll only have just one or two nightmares." I grumbled.

"You can open your eyes now." George said.

I opened my eyes just as the train stopped. George picked up his trunk and mine. I went to stop him.

"I can carry my own trunk, thank you very much George!" I said and he looked at me funnily.

"How do you know which one I am?" he asked.

"Well, you have two dimples when you smile, Fred has one. You have two freckles over your left eye and George has five. Your voice is slightly deeper and you say things a little bit differently. It's not that hard." I pointed out. They all gaped at me.

"Our own mum can't even tell us apart." George said. "And you just named off three reasons that we're different."

"It's not that big of a deal." I said and I carried my trunk to the pile. I waved to them and went to follow the rest of the first years to the boats.

I rode with three giggling girls and I was ready to tear their heads off. I quickly jumped out of the boat and ran up the steps.

"Welcome to Hogwarts." Professor McGonagall said as we approached her. She went on to tell us about how our house would be like our family and about the points system. I already knew this so I kinda zoned out. When she walked away, a blond boy, and two thug looking boys walked over to a black haired boy and a red headed boy. I recognized the blond as a Malfoy and I knew there was going to be trouble so I made my way over to them.

"So it's true then, what their saying on the train, the famous Harry Potter has come to Hogwarts." Said the blond boy.

Whispers went around and my stomach dropped. This was my fathers' godson.

"This is Crabbe and Goyle. And I'm Malfoy, Draco Malfoy."

The red haired boy snorted and Draco turned to him.

"Think my name's funny do you? Don't need to ask yours. Red hair and a hand me down robe? You must be a Weasley." Draco turned back to Harry. "You'll soon find out that some Wizarding families are better than others Potter. You don't want to go making friends with the wrong sort. I can help you there." he stuck out his hand for Harry to shake.

"I think he can tell the wrong sort for himself." I said coolly, stepping closer to the boys.

Draco looked me up and down. "Who're you?"

"Jedda Rose Black." I said regally, going into a bow. "At your service, dear cousin."

"Black?" he said and then he stepped back quickly.

"Yes, and I suggest that you leave Potter and Weasley alone before I put my wand up your-" I began.

"Miss Black!" Professor McGonagall's voice cut through my sentence.

I turned to her. "Yes Professor McGonagall?"

"We are ready for you now." She said to all of the first years after glaring at me.

I smiled as I followed her into the Great Hall. Harry and the Weasley boy followed me.

"I'm Ron Weasley." The red head said. "And you already know who he is." He gestured to Harry.

"And you know who I am. It's nice to meet you." I said, smiling at them.

Professor McGonagall explained what to do when your name was called. I waited until my name was called.

"Black, Jedda."

Some people gasped at hearing the mass murderers' last name. I shook my head. I looked up to my grandfather to see him smiling encouragingly and then I looked down the table. I found the greasy haired Professor Severus "Snivellus" Snape. He was glaring at me and if looks could kill, I'd have been dead on the floor. I sent him a big smile, showing all my teeth and I flounced to stool and sat down.

"Ah, a Black. Amazing. You're strong and you wish to please your family. You're also very intelligent. But you're cunning, and you can scheme. You'd do well in Slytherin." I froze and I think that I stopped breathing. "No? All right then. GRYFFINDOR!"

I smiled as the whole hall erupted in cheers. I could hear Fred, George and Lee yelling the loudest. I skipped to the table and sat in between Fred and George. Harry Potter and Hermione Granger were among the others that joined Gryffindor. The feast was amazing and I was ready to go to bed by the time the Prefects stood up. I was about to follow Percy when Fred grabbed me and pulled me to the side with George and Lee.

"We know a short cut." Was all he said as he dragged me through a portrait hole.

We climbed maybe two flights of stairs and came out at a portrait of a Fat Lady.

"Password?" she asked.

"Caput Draconis." George said and the portrait swung forward to reveal a hole.

I was just a bit too short to climb through and I blushed when Fred had to lift me up. I hated being short and I envied him and George for being tall and lanky at just twelve! They'd be giants soon!

"Girls Dormitories are on the left. You'll find one with your name on it. They'll probably have three or four other names on it too." George explained. "Goodnight."

"Night." I said as they disappeared through a door on the right.

I went up the stairs and found my room. I'd be sharing with Hermione Granger, Lavender Brown and Pavarti Patil. I took a shower and changed into my pajamas. When I came out of the bathroom, the other girls were just getting in the room.

"How'd you get up here so fast?!" one of the girls exclaimed.

"Someone showed me a shortcut. I'll show you tomorrow if you like." I offered.

"Thanks. I'm Lavender, by the way." The girl said. "That's Hermione and Pavarti."

"Hello." I said to each of them. "I don't mean to be rude, but I believe I'm going to go to bed."

I went to my bed and lay down. I was asleep before my head hit the pillow.