When Mia first got to Hogwarts, she wasn't sure if she wanted to be there at all. But then she met Harry Potter, and everything changed so quickly..

Mia swallowed as she entered the Great Hall with the other first years, and she was scared. She suddenly walked into someone. "Oh! I'm really sorry!" Mia blushed. The boy turned around. He had black hair and a lightning bolt scar on his forehead. He smiled at Mia. "Hey, it's no problem. What's your name?" he asked. "Mia Snowgrass." said Mia, holding out her hand. "Harry Potter." the boy said, shaking her hand. When their hands dropped, he took a step back with his redhead friend to talk to Mia. "So...what house do you think you'll be sorted in?" he asked. "Gryffindor. You guys?" she asked. Ron had already introduced himself and shook her hand. "Gryffindor." Harry said. "Me too." Ron said. A girl with brown bushy hair turned round. "Be quiet!" she snapped, before turning back to the front.

After the sorting, Hermione started annoying Harry, Ron and Mia, who had started hanging out with them. "Hermione, can you go away please?" Ron said irritably. Hermione stalked off, her head in the air, while Ron rolled his eyes. Harry laughed. Mia smiled at at 11 they all decided to go to bed. "Night, Harry, Night Ron." Mia said. "Goodnight, Mia." chorused the boys, before they went to their dorms. Hermione was waiting for Mia. "What did you talk about?" she asked when Mia entered the room. "It's none of your buisness." Mia replied, before getting changed and going to bed, thinking about Harry and Ron.

Sorry it's so short!