I did not believe it would happen quickly. I believed I would be alone for like the first week or so. I was starting my second year at a new school, where everyone had friends. I believed I was going to go into the classes and be the odd one out due to everyone already having their own groups. I prepared myself for this concept. I prepared myself to either squeeze myself into a friend group or spend a lot of time in the library.

My mother said I was wrong.

She was right.

I smiled as the frizzy haired girl that sat across from me who wondered aloud where her two friends were. I believe she said her name was Hermione. The other boy that sat with us stated his name was Neville.

"Maybe they were late for the train?" I suggested.

Hermione shook her head, "no, the other Weasleys made it to the train in time, but Harry and Ron somehow did not make it. The twins said that they were even with them too." I bit my lip nervously as I tried to remember who the Weasley was, either Harry or Ron. Who were the twins? I turned toward Neville whose eyes were glued to the window in surprise. I turned and noticed a blue car flying above the train on an angle.

"Is that normal?" I questioned as I pointed toward the car that quickly disappeared behind a cloud before Hermione could spot it. Hermione gave me a strange look as Neville shook his head.

"I've never seen a flying car before," Neville stated in shock. Hermione raised her eyebrow before turning her attention back to the window.

"Well, well"

"Are we interrupting your cloud gazing?"

"Well, you know Fred, that is a beautiful cat up there."

"Are you blind George, that is obviously a dragon."

The three of us tore our gaze away from the window and towards the two intruders. Standing in the door were two identical boys with blazing red hair and freckled faces.

"Maybe a tree, Fred?" questioned George.

"A book?" Fred retorted.

"It looks like a spider to me," I interrupted with the first random thing that came to mind. The two boys laughed before they decided to sit down and join us.

"So, I have never seen you before. What is your name?" asked George who sat down beside me.

"Rose, I am transferring to Hogwarts from a different school. I assume you two are Fred and George?"

The twin smiled, but before he could say anything Hermione asked in an annoyed tone, "do you two know anything about a flying car?" The twins raised their eyebrows in unison before turning their gaze to the window while the car swooped down into view. The twins' gasped loudly and then burst out laughing quickly.

"Brilliant" the twins exclaimed in unison. By the end of the train ride, both twins had explained that the flying car was their parents and both Harry and Ron had probably swiped it.

Fred wiped an invisible tear from his eye, "Maybe Ron truly is our brother? They grow up so fast." I laughed. Nothing this interesting ever happened at my old school. "So, Rosie, where were you going before?"

"Ilvermorny, it is located in Massachusetts," I stated

"So you are American?" George asked.

"Well both of my parents are from England, and even went to Hogwarts. My mom moved to America right after…well, you know what" I responded with a shrug. The fall of the dark lord. Lord Voldemort. My mother avoided going into detail why she decided to move to America after the death of Voldemort, even though I used to pester her about it a lot. I just assumed it had something to do with my father, which she avoided also discussing.

"I read about Ilvermorny before. It was founded by a descendant of Slytherin and is the only known wizardry school to have a founder be a muggle! They also have four houses like Hogwarts, what house were you in?" Hermione stated excitedly.

"Thunderbird." The twins laughed and my cheeks reddened.

"Thunderbird?" George laughed, "what kind of name is that."

"What kind of name is Hufflepuff? At least the houses were named after animals," I retorted without thinking.

Fred said, "touche." I smiled and relaxed in my seat. They probably think I am still strange, but hiding it well.

"So you already know the house names? Which house do you want to be in?" Neville asked.

"Gryffindor most likely, like my mom," I responded thoughtfully as I realized I had no clue what their houses were. Hermione, Neville, and I barely spoke much about ourselves before the car was mention. Thinking about that… I peered out the window to see it still flying above us.

"Good choice!" George exclaimed proudly.

Fred continued, "you are in a compartment with two of the greatest Gryffindor's in the history of Hogwarts."

"And Hermione who we secretly think bought off the hat to put her in Gryffindor instead of Ravenclaw."

"And Neville," Fred added gesturing to the boy who went red, "if you said anything else you would have been exiled, to be honest."

"Why are you two here anyway?" Hermione asked would a look of someone that just remembered something.

"We wanted to discuss the whereabouts of somewhere dear to us that has gone missing," George responded sadly.

"Yeah, what were we going to do if Harry went missing. We will have no chance of winning the house cup!" Fred cried.

"Yeah, we thought our brother killed him in a jealous rage and we became worried," George added, "we are here out of worry and we are not hiding from Percy."

"We did not put dungbombs in the prefects compartment," Fred added as the twins shook their heads, "we are too worried for pranks." Hermione groaned and I laughed. I turned to Neville who stared at the twins anxiously. The twins smiled back with matching mischievous smiles as they were ready to set up more bombs. The memory of my nerves that I felt prior to getting on the train flew in my mind. I was glad my mother was right.

Hermione, Neville, and I sat in the carriage together while the twins went to search for their friends. The two of them discussed something while I began to feel more anxious about what was to come. I did not know if I was supposed to go with the first years or go with everyone else. I just guessed and went to the carriages with the two of them. My eyes were glued to the castle as it grew in the distance.

It was beautiful.

The blue car flew overhead towards the castle and I smiled as I turned back towards the two. I vaguely listened to their conversation as I wondered what house I will end up being in. I had a general idea of the four houses due to my mother and some stories I heard at Ilvermorny.

Once we arrived at the school the three of us entered the castle. I stared around in wonder. I was pulled out of my thoughts by a hand grabbing my shoulder.

"Miss. Primrose Hayes?" I turned around to see a short chubby woman with curly gray hair. I nodded my head nervously. I just got here. Am I in trouble? Did I do something wrong? Other students rushed into the next room while Hermione and Neville watched the two of us. "You are no trouble, just follow me," the woman said reassuringly, "my name is Professor Sprout and I am both the Head of Hufflepuff House and the Herbology teacher." I nodded my head as I followed her. I spotted Fred and George laughing with a boy with I followed the professor away from the crowds toward an empty room. She began to talk about how she usually is not the one in charge of the sorting; however, due to unforeseen circumstances involving two Gryffindor students Professor McGonagall, the professor usually in charge, was busy at the moment. I nodded my head along to what she was saying.

"Usually the sorting is completed in front of all the students during the Welcome Feast; however, since you are a transfer student your case is special. You can either go through the sorting in front of everyone, or you could do it now," Professor Sprout stated gesturing towards the old hat that sat on top of a stool. I took a deep breath. I just wanted to get over the whole ordeal.

"Can I just do it now?" I asked and she nodded her head. I walked over towards the stool as the professor removed the hat. I sat down and the hat was placed on my head.

"Hmmm…Miss. Primrose Hayes, a transfer student. From Ilvermorny I see… Thunderbird, you have an adventurous spirit then? I see you still hold onto it. You are also the daughter of Aster Hayes, a truly brave Gryffindor and your father…. Bravery, courageous and daring… I see that there. Maybe Gryffindor is where you should go. I also see a desire for knowledge and creativity. You would do well in Ravenclaw."

"Gryffindor," I thought as I remembered my mother and new friend's house. Another thought flew into my mind at the same time. "My father?"

"He was once a brave and great man…" the hat replied, "but are you sure Gryffindor? Then Gryffindor it is!" Before I could think of a response the hat yelled the house name. Professor Sprout gave me a sad smile as she removed the hat and ushered me out of the room and towards the hall that the other students went to. My jaw dropped.

I looked up towards the beautiful cloudless night. The stars shined brightly and my first thought was to find the north star.

"The Gryffindor table is on the right side, then it goes Ravenclaw, Slytherin, and Hufflepuff," Professor Sprout declared with a happy tone. I nodded my head as she gestured for me to go sit down. "If you have any questions do not be afraid to come and talk." I walked over toward the table and spotted the twins quickly; the fiery red hair helps. I spotted Hermione a few seats past them and walked over a sat beside her. She smiled at the sight of me.

"Congrats on making the house," one of the twins called bringing the attention to me. I felt my cheeks redden as a few gazes went towards me. Before I could introduce myself an older looking man in the front of the hall stood up and the room went silent. As the man began to speak it all began to feel real. I was about to begin my first year at Hogwarts.