My name was Lucy Weasley. No one knew my name and no one cared. All the other Wotters had their own thing. Vic was golden girl, Dom was fierce, Molly was rebellious, Fred and James were the troublemakers. They were all remembered at Hogwarts for something. Except me, the youngest Weasley. I was completely invisible. Some days I was okay with it, others days I just wanted to be special in some way. I wanted to feel wanted.

"Come on Lucy, breakfast!" I heard my mother shouting up the stairs.

I had already been up for hours of course. Making sure that I had not forgotten anything and organizing my things. It was my final year in Hogwarts and I have to say I was glad. I love learning, don't get me wrong, but at Hogwarts I just felt... lonely I guess. I didn't really have many friends and I was completely invisible.

My long curly red Weasley hair was neatly done back in a french braid. I never wore makeup so the band of freckles across my nose was still noticeable. As well as the ginger hair, I also had the Weasley brown eyes. But my face looked like Mum's. We had the same features.

I went downstairs to a perfectly cooked breakfast, in a perfectly tidy kitchen with perfect people. You seeing a pattern here? Everything in my life seemed perfect. When Molly moved out the whole house seemed to fall quiet. Sure we talked but it was civilized and polite, like my family I suppose. When Molly was here there were shouting matches, doors slamming and general uproar. Merlin we couldn't be more different but I missed it, and her. Maybe that was why I enjoyed the chaos of the Burrow during the holidays.

We left the house exactly on time and arrived at the station as planned. I was the last Weasley at Hogwarts so I didn't really have anyone to sit with on the train.

"Goodbye Mum, goodbye Dad" I hugged them

"Bye Lucy" Mum said kissing my forehead "Do try to make some friends this year"

"I prefer the company of books Mum" I replied "You know that"

"Of course we do love but it is always nice to have someone to talk to, that's not a fictional character" Dad said

"I will, don't worry. I'll see you at Christmas" I said.

I clambered onto the train and shuffled along with my trunk banging against my legs. I searched for an empty compartment and found one at the very end of the train. I settled down to read a muggle book that Aunt Hermione had given me called Alice in Wonderland. So far I was intrigued. The muggle ways were so odd.

"Hello Weasley!" two blonde haired boys burst into the compartment in a bubble of cheerfulness, the Scamander twins.

I had seen them many times at the Burrow or around school. But despite us being in Ravenclaw together, I had never really spoken to them. They were both nutters. One was more openly crazy and had a wicked sense of humor, Lorcan I think, he seemed to be the more sane one. The other was much more dreamy and didn't really talk much except to say the oddest things, he was Lysander. I had no idea what they were doing talking to me.

"Err.. hello" I muttered before looking down at my book, I'm not exactly good at conversation but they sat down across from me looking around happily.

"So how does it feel to be the last of your kind?" Lorcan, I think, smiled cheerfully.

"W..what?" I sputtered.

"You know the last Weasley" he said

"Oh well fine I guess" I shrugged.

Lorcan decided to leave me alone after that and the rest of the train journey went silently. Godric, I didn't know it was possible for someone to be so happy. Lorcan spent the entire journey smiling while Lysander gazed dreamily out the window. We eventually reached the station and made our way up to the feast in the mysterious carriages.

Usually I loved the Feast. I sat over at the Gryffindor table with Lily and the others, shouting and laughing like we were at the Burrow. But this year I was alone and I was expecting it to be awful sitting alone at the Ravenclaw table. But to my complete and utter surprise the feast was not the terrible ordeal I had dreaded. The Lysander twins had yet again decided to sit with me again and had spent the whole dinner making outrageous comments. Example:

Lysander: [Dreamily] "Apparently Old McGonagall got Botox"

Me: [sputtering] "She's not a muggle!"

Lorcan: [nodding wisely] "Plenty of witches get Botox, you'd be surprised"

Me: [More sputtering]

Lorcan looked happy that I was laughing and I couldn't help thinking that this year might be better than I thought.

After the feast we headed to the common room.

"I have something to show you" Lorcan said solemnly.

I I started to think what on earth he had to show me. It could be anything. Shriveled heads!

"Uh okay.." I replied slowly.

He took my hand gently and lead me up to the boys dormitories. His hand was warm and soft in mine and it felt nice, no one had held my hand since I was tiny. He lead me up the stairs and into his room. He walked over to his trunk and pulled out...

A book! Thank Merlin it was only a book.

"I saw you reading on the train so I thought you might like this" Lorcan gazed at me his blue eyes big and round. I couldn't bring myself to break the stare, I was sort of mesmerized.

"Ugh get a room please!" an obnoxious voice came from the door frame.

I shook my head and I felt my cheeks go red. Lorcan was still staring at me smiling.

"Although, nice work Scamander. Lucy Weasley, not bad. We thought you were gay for a while" he smirked.

I went an even deeper shade of red and scowled. Derek Jackson was an ass.

Lysander's head snapped around "That's not very nice" he said angrily.

"No I'll go now" I muttered and sped out. I wished I had Dominique's fierceness, or Rose's bravery, or Lily's confidence. They would have said or done something about Derek but I just wasn't like that. I was a coward. Probably why I was in Ravenclaw. Even though Vic was in Ravenclaw, she still had that Gryffindor spirit. I hung my head. I could never live up to them.

I headed up to my dorm so I could read the book that Lorcan gave me, having finished Alice in Wonderland on the train. I pictured his face, happy and smiling, and his eyes big and blue. I felt a little fluttering in my stomach. I had never felt anything like it but it felt nice. I fell asleep happy.

Author's Note:

Aaaaaanndd Tah-dah! So that's the first chapter of my new story! I really do like this story and I have five prewritten chapters. So anyways, I decided to focus the story on Lucy Weasley. I never ever read any story where Lucy Weasley is the main character. She's usually just mentioned in passing but I had the idea for this story and I liked it.

Pleasepleaseplease review and tell me what you thought. Reviews make me so happy, honestly guys.

Love you loads and loads

Jessica.

P.S- The chapters in this story are actually quite short but hopefully good.