A.N.-This is my first Harry Potter fanfic, so if you don't like it, TELL ME WHAT'S WRONG! This is BEFORE the first book, well during actually, and this will be completely different from the books, trust me.
It was pretty far from an average day; for one thing, Helena was about to board a platform that shouldn't exist and was about to go to a school that also shouldn't exist. She had been raised a proper British muggle and had no idea what Hogwarts was until she got her letter. Little did anyone know (except dead people, 'cause they know everything) but this child's ancestors could be traced directly to one of the four founders of Hogwarts; Helga Hufflepuff. Still a little scared, Helena ran through the barrier and onto Platform 9 ¾. As she hauled her stuff up and into the train, she noticed a skinny looking boy with jet black hair, whom she ignored.
Meanwhile, Harry has met the Weasley's and just passed into the Platform.
Chris ran through the barrier and onto the Platform he had been told about countless of times. He hauled his school supplies up and into the train behind a girl with mousey brown straight hair, who was obviously a muggle-born. He was adopted at a very young age by the Malfoy's, who had wanted another son but could not have one. So they adopted one that looked reasonably like them that was their son, Draco's age. He too could be almost directly linked to one of the four founders, but he was a descendent of Rowena Ravenclaw.
As Ashley made her way to a compartment, she passed two blonde boys; one had slightly darker hair and the other was platinum blonde; and two bulky boys who looked very stupid indeed. She dragged her trunk past that compartment and to another almost empty one. Inside was a skinny boy with messy jet black hair. Ashley opened the door, "M-may I sit here? I don't think I'll be wanted anywhere else," she said, hoping the boy would say yes. And he did, so she hauled her trunk up to a little spot made just for them and opened the picnic basket that held a completely black snake and it slithered out.
"I'm Harry, who're you?" the boy said holding out his hand.
Ashley took it and they shook hands, which sent a little electrical shock through both of them, "I'm Ashley, but I prefer to be called Moonlight." She said and sat back in her seat again. "Hey, Indigo! Maybe he doesn't like snakes?" she hissed, not knowing that she was speaking a different language altogether. Indigo turned its head and continued slithering up Harry's arm, which made him laugh. Harry had understood perfectly what Ashley had said and took no mind to that fact that Indigo paid any attention to her at all, in fact just that summer he had accidentally set loose a python and later came to understand that it was his magic that made the glass disappear and re-appear.
Later, one of the blonde boys that Ashley had seen stormed into the compartment and sat down, not bothering to ask if he could. He sat across from Harry and noticed his scar. "Your Harry Potter aren't you? I recognized the scar. Father says your rubbish and he doesn't even know you! I'm going to get to know a person before I make rash judgments about anyone," the boy said, not pausing so Harry could speak, "I'm Chris, my brother is Draco and our parents are the Malfoy's," he turned to Ashley for the first time, "And how might you be? Not another muggle-born I hope!" he said.
"Ummm," she said, not quite sure how to answer this for she had never known who her parents were, "I'm not sure, I was raised in an orphanage. I can't go back though, they said something about magic and harm and some kid named Tom," she said. She was the heir of Salazar Slitherin, the mighty snake, while her only friend was the heir to Godric Gryffindoor. Chris picked up Ashley's snake and patted its head and it slithered up his arm too. He also laughed, which made Ashley a little uncomfortable and she slipped on her fingerless gloves that she had taken off to haul her trunk up here.
A.N.- Short chapter, I know, but it'll get longer I promise! And all your inquires shall be explained in later chapters. –shifty eyes-.
