A new story that came to me one day….and wouldn't leave me alone until I finally got it down on the computer. My first try at a HP fic, I hope it's good. There's probably a lot of OOCness, though I'm not sure. You can tell me. Flames and comments are welcome.

Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter….it belongs to you-know-who.

"…" talking

'…' thinking

…. action

Chapter 1: Celebrity Student

Draco's P.O.V.

'She was on the front page of the paper again. Mya . It said that she would be attending at Hogwarts this year. Pansy had been going on and on about it all summer, it was getting really annoying. She kept saying that she would make friends with her and they would hang out and do 'girl things.' I'd asked once what those 'girl things' were….I never asked again. She kept talking about how great of friends they would be and then I pointed out that she might not end up in Slytherin. She didn't talk to me for two weeks. That was a relief really, so I didn't mind all that much, I still had Blaise - not that he was any better, still going on about how hot and sexy she is. Even though he's got a point, what with that flawless ivory skin, enigmatic amethyst eyes, long eyelashes, full rose lips, raven tresses, and hourglass figure many girls and guys alike, would kill to have, she is – but after a while you get tired of hearing the same thing over and over. I guess I'll find out if she really is going to attend later today,' he thought while combing his hair into perfection. He took one last look at himself and went down to meet his mother.

Regular P.O.V.

"Are you ready to go Draco?" she asked looking at her only son, smirking.

"Yes," he answered looking a bit annoyed.

"Honestly Draco, you take longer to get ready than a girl," she replied making her way toward the door.

"Hmph," Draco harrumphed.

"You should get going, don't want to be late for the first day of school now do you?" she asked, and not waiting for an answer she walked outside, Draco not far behind. She turned around and gave him a hug and a kiss on the cheek, and handing him his luggage she said, "I hope you have a great year at Hogwarts dear."

Draco smiled at his mother he hugged her in return, and just before he left he said, "I will, don't worry." He then apparated to station 9 ¾.

-On the Hogwarts Express-

"Do you really think Mya will be going to Hogwarts this year?" asked Ron.

"Who knows, it might just be a rumor, you know how the Daily Profit is," replied Hermione.

"Yeah, you never know with them," Harry scoffed, remembering Rita Skeeter.

"Yeah…but still, it would be so cool to have a real celebrity at Hogwarts!" cried Ron excitedly.

"Yeah it would," Harry replied.

"Did you two forget about Lockhart or what?" Hermione countered.

"That idiot doesn't count because he was a total fraud," said Ron, "and you know it," he added as Hermione opened her mouth to say something.

"True," agreed Harry. "Besides Hermione, what do you have against her?"

"Yeah, what do you have against her anyway? She's hot!" asked Ron looking across at her.

Hermione glared at Ron heatedly."We don't have time for this nonsense. We have to get to the prefects cabin and start patrolling," she practically growled.

"Um…yeah I guess so…See you later mate," said Ron, then making sure that Hermione was out of earshot, he added to Harry, "Hopefully…"

"Yeah, later Ron," Harry replied smiling at his best friend. 'He really is dense.'

-In the Great Hall-

The sorting of all the first years was over and there was no sign of Mya anywhere.

"I guess it was all a rumor about her coming here after all," Draco told his two best friends at the Slytherin table.

They didn't respond. Instead they just looked at Dumbledore who had just stood up. He looked at the students in the Great Hall and smiling he looked up at the enchanted ceiling, he then said while still looking up at the ceiling, "Would you mind coming down so that I may introduce you my dear?"

Many student and some of the teachers were staring at Dumbledore as if he were crazy. Then, out of the enchanted ceiling a cloaked figure descended landing on the floor in front of Dumbledore as if it where nothing to jump down from fifty or so feet high. "I wish to present a very special student who from now on will be attending at Hogwarts for her last year of school, Miss Mya Fiore."

There was a great lot of whispering going on now. "Now if you would please, Miss Fiore," said Dumbledore, motioning to the stool and the sorting hat. The cloaked figure nodded and headed to the stool where the sorting hat laid. Professor McGonagall took the sorting hat off of the stool so that Mya could sit on it.

Mya finally took the hood of her cloak of so that everyone could see her face. Her raven hair was perfect, not a hair out of place, her eyes outlined with black eyeliner and a bit of mascara, making her amethyst eyes stand out even more, and her ivory skin making her rose lips stand out. She sat on the stool and Professor McGonagall placed the sorting hat on her head. The hat suddenly stirred to life, its rip/mouth twisting in thought. Everyone seemed to be holding its breath, hoping that she would be in their house.

Then the sorting hat finally roared, "Gryffindor!" Then there was a loud round of applause, especially at the Gryffindor table. Even some of the Slytherins were cheering and whistling, but they were all boys. (A.N. : typical * rolls eyes*) Mya smiled as Professor McGonagall took the sorting hat off of her head and she stood to take a seat amongst the Gryffindors. She headed down the small space between the Gryffindor and Hufflepuff table, she headed to where Harry, Ron, and Hermione were sitting next to Neville, Ginny and the twins. She stopped in front of Neville and asked, "Mind if I sit with you and your friends, Neville?"

The rest of the group stared at her open mouthed as Neville replied with a, "Yes," and smiled at her. She sat down between Neville and the twins. She smiled at them all sweetly and said, "I hope you don't mind me sitting here."

"No, not at all," the twins replied simultaneously.

"Thanks," she replied smiling happily at them.

"Miss Fiore," Neville started, "Would you-?" but he was never able to finish because Dumbledore stood once again.

"Alright, now that that is over, why don't we tuck in?" he said smiling at them all, as the food magically appeared on the tables. The first years all ooed and awed while the rest of the students started to stack their plates with food.

"What did you want to say before Neville?" asked Mya, looking at Neville questioningly.

"Oh, ah, well…n-nothing, nothing really," he replied getting all red in the face.

"Are you sure?" she asked softly raising a brow.

"Uh," was Neville's intelligent reply.

"Because if it's an autograph you want…" she started to say, Neville looked up at her quickly, she smiled at him, "I could just give you my autograph later."

"Ah-….thank you," he replied embarrassedly, looking at his plate.

She then suddenly turned his face to look her in the eyes with her hand, and said, "No problem. Besides, you're the president of my first ever fanclub." And with that said she took some headphones out of her pocket and put them in her ears. She then took some of the potato leek soup and garlic bread on the table and started to eat, her head bobbing to the rhythm of the music she was listening to.

Neville just sat there stunned in his seat, unable to move, with his mouth slightly open. And across the way three pair of eyes watched the interaction. (A.N.: Ok, there we're a lot more than just three, the whole of the Great Hall was pretty much looking at the interaction, but we only care about three certain pairs of eyes….)

At the Slytherin table Pansy, Blaise, and Draco were attentively watching the interaction between Neville and Mya.

"I can't believe she got put in Gryffindor! Of all the houses, it just had to be Gryffindor!" cried Pansy angrily.

"Well, I hate to say so, but, I told you so," said Draco.

Pansy glared at him like this was somehow this was his fault. Blaise put his hand on her shoulder and said, "Glaring at Draco won't make Mya become a Slytherin you know."

"You're right," she sighed, "I'm sorry."

"It's alright," he said smirking at her. "So, still think you can be her friend?"

"I'll try," she said dejectedly.

"That's going to be pretty hard, seeing as she's already made friends with the 'golden trio,'" said Blaise, looking over at the Gryffindor table. "It's a shame really…and here I was getting my hopes up of finally being able to get her autograph and everything."

Draco rolled his eyes at his best friends antics, but silently agreed that it would probably be very much near impossible to even get near enough to her to get her autograph, or anything else, with the 'golden trio' as her friends, let alone become friends with her.

-After the Feast-

Dumbledore got up once again (A.N.: he seems to be doing that a lot huh?) and told them what he always told them at the beginning of the year every year. And then as they finished singing their school's anthem, he said, "I am proud to announce this years' Heads: Miss Hermione Granger and Mr. Draco Malfoy! If you would please come to the here so that I may congratulate you…"

Hermione beamed as her name was called, and as she headed to the front the Gryffindor table congratulated her as well as some of the other students. Malfoy just smirked as he was congratulated by his fellow Slytherins and he too headed to the front.

"Well done, well done," he said, eyes sparkling. "Now I bid you all goodnight!"

Everyone started making their way to their dormitories, except for three. Mya was heading back up to front where Dumbledore, Hermione, and Draco were. Pansy and Blaise were still sitting at the Slytherin table, waiting for Draco.

"Since you are the Heads, you will be given the choice of sleeping in a different dormitory," said Dumbledore, looking at Hermione and Draco, "Of course you're welcome to decline. Miss Fiore, you will sleep wherever Miss Granger will not."

"Okay," she replied smiling.

"I'll take the different dormitory," said Draco.

"Alright then Mr. Malfoy, why don't you go on ahead? It's the tower on the east, go to the very top on the stairs and tap the darkest brick on the wall and say 'fate,'" instructed Dumbledore.

"Right," replied Malfoy, then he headed to meet his best friends so that they could go to his new dormitory.

"What about you Miss Granger?" he asked Hermione.

"I…um…I don't know," she said looking thoughtful. 'I can't let her stay at the Gryffindor tower with Ron there! Not when he's totally crazy about her, I don't want to lose him! I don't stand a chance against her…but I can't leave her alone with Draco Malfoy either! Ooooh…what do I do? What do I do?'

"It's alright. I'll be fine really, you go get him," said Mya taking Hermione's hands in hers.

"I- uh….okay," Hermione agreed. 'How did she know what….? I'm sooo embarrassed.'

"Alright then, now that that's settled….you two young ladies should go off to your dormitories," said Dumbledore looking at the girls, "Miss Fiore, I trust you know your way to your dormitory…or should I escort you?"

"I know the way, thank you headmaster," she said smiling up at him.

"Very well, good night," he said walking away toward the door at the side of the table in front.

"Thank you," Hermione said looking embarrassed.

Mya just smiled at her and told her that she was welcome and then told her that they should get to their dormitories or they would get into trouble, so they walked out of the Great Hall and parted ways with a good night. As soon as they parted ways, Mya put her headphones back on.

Mya finally got to the top of the stairs of the east tower and found the darkest brick on the wall, pointed her wand at it and said the password. She was listening to "Get Up" dancing to the music she walked in to the dormitory to find Blaise, Draco, and Pansy. She smiled at them, took her headphones of and went over to them and said hi. They looked at her surprised.

"Um…?" she looked at them, a puzzled expression on her face. They looked at her some more. She stared right back. And thus the staring contest ensued, it lasted forever. Actually it was only a few minutes. The silence was broken by the sound of Mya's cell phone ringing. She put her head phones back on and clicked the small button on it.

"Hello? Yes, I'm fine. Granddaddy is fine too…Gryffindor. Yeah, thanks…you don't have to do that…*sigh* Fine, whatever, do what you want. I'll be sure to do that…Yes…me too. Okay, love you too, bye," she said talking to the person that had called.

"Well," she said looking at them again, "seeing as you don't want to talk to me…I'll just go to my room." She got up and started walking in the direction of her bedroom.

"Wait!" cried Pansy stretching her hand out as sign to stop. Mya turned to look back at her. Pansy got up, "My name's Pansy Parkinson, this is Blaise Zabini, and that's Draco Malfoy," motioning to each of the boys as she introduced them. Mya looked at each person and nodded her head as a greeting.

"Pleased to meet you, but, um…why didn't you want to talk to me earlier?" she replied.

"It's not that we didn't," Pansy replied waving her hands in front of her as if to clear the misunderstanding, "It's just…we were surprised is all. That you would talk to us. I mean…we are in Slytherin."

"Yeah, and Slytherins and Gryffindors don't talk to each other very much. It's like an unwritten rule," said Blaise.

Mya looked at them with an eyebrow raised. Then she started laughing. The other three in the room looked at her like she had gone crazy. After a while she composed herself and asked, "Are you serious?"

"Yeah," the all replied simultaneously, their eyes following her form as she went to sit on the couch next to where they were sitting.

"That's the most retarded rule ever. No rule is going to keep me from talking to whomever I chose to talk to, especially not an unwritten one," she said shaking her head. Again they look at her in surprise. "What? Are you guys going to start that all over again?"

"Oh, sorry! We didn't mean too," said Pansy looking embarrassed.

"It's okay. So…um…" she replied.

"Do you have a boyfriend?" asked Blaise.

"Blaise!" screamed Pansy turning around and smacking him up-side the head.

"Ow! What?" he replied.

"You don't ask things like that to people you don't know!" cried Pansy positively foaming at the mouth.

"But I do know her, she's Mya Fiore!" replied Blaise.

Pansy hit him harder than last time. He looked at her angrily, but that changed to a look of terror when he looked at fierce death-glare she was giving him (BueFlame: If looks could kill, you'd be dead Zabini. Blaise: Shut up! BueFlame: What was that? *vein throbbing, hands twitching * Blaise: I said "Shut up!" can't you hear? BueFlame: *punches him* Blaise: Why am I being abused so? BueFlame: Because you're a dumbass *Blaise falls unconscious* Pfft, can't even handle a little punch to the head). He said nothing, cowering behind Draco.

"Haha, it's alright. No, I don't have a boyfriend," she said smiling. 'Pansy likes Blaise, that much is obvious. They make a cute couple.'

-END CHAPTER-

Hope you liked it. If you did, please let me know so I can continue it, if not….then I'll still keep going lol. Thanx. 'Till next time….or not….it's up to you really. I've made a few corrections ..I think I've got them all this time. If anyone would like to be my beta I would really appreciate it. ^^

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