Dislcaimer: Dn't own HP

A/N: Well here's a new story this is just the prologue n i reckon its pretty crappy. So just hold on for the first chappie. Hopefully that will be better but of course I can't be sure since I have many comedy readers for my Girls Can't Be Boys fic so I'm just experimenting with a new tone for my writing. I can't get better if I don't try new things so here goes... Oh yeah please review!!! xxx

The Platform was busy. All over students, children and parents hurried around frantically. All but one little girl. She was small and skinny. A little too skinny. She had long raven hair. It was shiny and almost covered her in its protective sheen. Her eyes were large and dark. They dominated her face. You couldn't talk to her, look at her without staring into their depths. She was sat alone on the platform. There were no parents comforting her. There were no siblings laughing with her. She was sat on her tatty trunk, staring at a spot on the floor.

"You'd better get on the train love. You'll miss it," a mother tapped the girl on the shoulder.

"Thanks," the girl got up.

"Are you just starting?" the mother asked. The girl nodded. "So is my daughter. Lily Evans, why don't you find a compartment together?"

"Mum, shut up!" Lily hissed. Lily smiled sympathetically at the girl.

"Sure," the girl said. The two girls both made their way onto the train. They fought through the aisles to find an empty compartment.

"Sorry about my mum, she just wants to force me into friendships," Lily grinned, rolling her eyes.

"Well at least she was there to see you off," the girl said.

"What's your name by the way?" Lily asked.

"Tabitha Hallinan but please call me Tibby," the girl smiled for the first time yet. Lily noticed how much it changed her appearance. She went from a forlorn, moody-looking skinny girl with dark circles under her eyes to a bright young girl. Her eyes sparkled and her cheeks plumped.

"You've got such a pretty smile!" Lily grinned.

"So do you," Tibby laughed.

"Are you nervous? I am. I mean, this is all totally new to me. I only found out about a month ago! I'm really scared," Lily chattered on. "Sorry, I talk a lot when I'm nervous."

"I'm not nervous really. I mean, they wouldn't have sent the letter if I wasn't meant to go right?" Tibby said. "Everything happens for a reason."

The girls talked all the way to school. Well, Lily talked the most. She started hyperventilating when she saw the castle in the boats. There were some boisterous lads mucking about.

"I wish they'd shut up, they're seriously going to injure themselves," Lily hissed. Tibby smiled at her. The suddenly their boat was crashing into theirs and the girls screamed as they flew into the water. It was icy cold and took their breath away as they crashed into its deep, dark depths. Lily suddenly screamed shrilly.

"Something's touching me!" she yelled.

"Don't worry girls the squid will help you out," Hagrid said, panicking slightly. Tibby shrieked as a long, thick tentacle picked her up out of the water and dropped her a foot above her boat. She landed ungracefully, dripping with water. Lily soon followed. Lily was furious.

"You are such idiots!" she screeched. The boys just laughed and jostled each other. "ARGH!" Lily screamed once more in frustration.

"The important thing is that you're ok. Now come on or we'll be late for the sorting," Hagrid said. Lily started muttering something that sounded suspiciously like swear words under her breath.

Tibby gasped when she saw the great castle. It seemed to be looming above her and looked down intimidatingly. She'd never seen anything so big. And once she stepped inside, squelching in her shoes and leaving a trail of murky water behind her she felt so small. Everything about the castle seemed big, from the portraits to the patterns on the ceilings. And when it came to entering the Great Hall and waiting for her name to be called out Tibby couldn't have been more tense. She felt as if her large robes were weighing her down and she was still freezing from her dip into the water. Her hat was uncomfortable. She began to bit the skin around her nail on her thumb in anticipation. She was petrified. One by one the first years around her were called up and welcomed to their house. Lily was placed into Gryffindor, and so were the boys whose boat pushed them into the water. Tibby was the last to be called. She stumbled to the stool and sat down. The tall, tight lipped woman who she'd seen before removed Tibby's hat and replaced it with the battered one.

"Hmm, you are strong aren't you? And you've been through a lot but it hasn't made you any less of who you were. You have seen more than a girl of you age should have. But you are brave. You have pulled through. You would be perfect for GRYFFINDOR!" the hat shouted suddenly and the Gryffindor table cheered as Tibby scuttled over to where Lily was waving a pointing at a seat next to her. Tibby smiled at Lily and sat herself down. She didn't pay much attention to Dumbledore's speech. She seemed engrossed in looking at her nails. She jumped when she realised the plates before her filled themselves with food. She joined in as everyone began to grab for it. It was, after all, a free for all. Tibby had never eating such wonderful food. Everyone was chatting and the conversation veered towards family.

"My parents are muggles, I never knew I was a witch until I got the letter. My sister was furious as usual. She hates the fact that I'm a 'freak'," Lily laughed, making quotation marks with her fingers. "What about you Tibby?" Tibby looked uncomfortable for a moment. She looked down her hair making a curtain around her face.

"I live with my mum. She's half and half," Tibby said.

"What about your dad?" Lily asked.

"I'm not sure. I haven't seen him in years because they divorced but I think he was half as well. So that makes me a half blood too," Tibby said quietly.

"I'm pure blood but whoever believes in all this stupid blood stuff is a prat," Sirius announced loudly.

"Same here," James grinned. James was a lanky boy, skinny with a huge mess of raven black hair. He reminded Tibby of a demented bird who carried its nest on its head. Sirius was slightly stockier and had black hair and grey eyes. He was just as tall as James but seemed to carry it off much better.

By the end of the Feast could name everyone who was a first year and in Gryffindor. She knew some of the second years as well. She could easily remember names and match them to faces. And as she led in her warm bed. Feeling more full than she'd ever felt before. She wondered how her life at Hogwarts would be. And if her home life would stay the same…