Disclamer: I am not J.K. Rowling , so I don't own Harry Potter or the Harry Potter world. I only own the Barley family, and what other charaters I make up.

Chapter 1 the New Guy

David Barley is waking towards platform nine and three quarters with his foster family, The Weasley's.

He had always known that he was not a Weasley ever since he was six. Unlike the Weasley's red hair, he had black hair; the only thing he shared with the Weasley hair is the mop hair style they had. Another difference is that he had green eyes while the Weasley's had blue. There was also the difference in skin tone; he wasn't as pale as the Weasley's. And finally the Weasley's where a little taller than him, but not by much, maybe two inches taller than him.

David thought he was looking too much into, so for two more years, David thought he was a Weasley.

When traits stated to show themselves, he was eight at the time. He decided to ask his parents why he was so different or at least he thought they were his parents.

Flashback

He walked into the kitchen. As usual his mother was at the stove making supper for the family and his dad was discussing some muggle object he saw while at work.

"Mum, dad," he said. They looked at him.

"What is it Robert." Mom said in her usual nice manner. The name the Weasley's gave him was Robert Jermmy Weasley.

"Why is it that I'm so different then my siblings?" he asked.

They looked at each other than his dad went to one of the drawers and grabbed an envelope from one. "There are something's you need to know about, follow me."

He followed him upstairs, his mother decided to stay in the kitchen. They went into his and Ron's room, Ron was outside taking care of gnomes. He closed the door behind David, he sat on his bed and he sat next to him.

"I want you to read this," he said handing David the letter. "If you have any questions after you read it, I will answer it."

He looked at it; on the back it said "Son" on it. He looked at the man he thought to be his father; he actually looked mournful, it was not like him to look anything but happy so it must have been important. He opened it and read it:

Dear David

If you are reading this then your father and I have passed from this world. There are so many things you need to know, first is that your father and I love you very much, secondly you need to know that your real name is David Andrew Barley.

There are many things that you need to know but you'll have to learn the rest for yourself. But always remember that we love you.

Sincerely

Your mom (Lucy) and dad (Andrew)

He looked up from the letter to Arthur. "Do you have any questions?" he asked.

So many things went through David's head. "Why had I never been told this?" he thought. But there was only one question he wanted to ask right at that moment. "Where is the rest of the Barley's?" he asked his voice distant as he let the information about his real parents being dead sink in.

"The same as your parents, I'm sorry to say, but you are the last one." He said his voice full of sympathy. "Do you have any other questions?"

"No," he said still not fully believing everything he had read and heard. "I would like some time to myself though."

He seemed okay with it because he left, but David (who was staring at the letter) didn't see Arthur look back him with a look of regret before he left the room.

David didn't leave his room for two days. Both days, questions would come to David's mind, one question asked darkly. "Why do care for your parents? It's clear they didn't care for you, why else would they abandon you?"

Molly would send up food to eat. Ron told him the day after of the letter that Bill was asking why he wasn't coming out of his room and Molly had told the family. Fred and George had tried to convince him to come out and help them put jam into Percy's room but after the plan they included him in while in Italy that David didn't want to even think about, he said no thanks.

It was now the third day after the letter. Ron went down stairs to eat lunch; he had closed the door behind him after David had asked him to. A few moments later, there was a knock on the door. It was weird that someone from the Weasley's knocked on the door apart from Molly and Arthur, as he now decided to call them since they weren't his parents.

"Who is it?" David asked from his bed, staring at the wall.

"It's Bill." a voice on the other side of the door said. "Can I come in?"

David opened the door and Bill entered. He sat on Ron's bed, which was opposite of David's. "How are you doing?" he said with concern in his voice. "And don't say fine because I know you're not."

"I feel alone." David said, staring at the wall again, his voice was distant

"Why would you feel alone?"

"Because all other Barley's are dead."

"Well I don't know what it's like to lose family, and you didn't even know them either. But what I do know is that you're still my brother as do the rest of us regardless of your last name." Bill said with confidence.

A smile came to David face. He hadn't smiled like this since his birthday in May and that was two months ago.

"How about we go outside and race on brooms?" Bill said standing up and opened the door.

"How can you hope to beat me in the air if you can't beat me on the ground?" he asked then ran out the door with Bill hot on his heels.

He won the race against Bill. After the racing was done, Bill, Ron, and David talked about Quidditch. Things went back to normal after that. David even asked Molly and Arthur about his parents. He didn't find out anything about his dad, which he found weird that they hardly knew him. But he found out his mom worked at St. Mungo's, one of the best hospitals for magical people in England. But he could never ask them how they died, he had heard Molly and Arthur saying that Voldemort or as they called him You-Know-Who was the one that killed them, and what surprised him was that he didn't seem bothered by it.

As the years went by David seemed to get more pessimistic he even now doubted that his parents loved him because the more he thought about it, the more he realized that if they had truly loved him they would have kept him. He even had a motto about it: since his parents hadn't cared him for while they were alive, so why should he care about them when they're dead.

It was the day they would get supplies for Hogwarts; it was David and Ron's first year. The Weasley's had told David to use his fake name, Robert Jermmy Weasley, whenever he went to Diagon alley until that day. And they didn't give him the potion they usually do, he had looked in the mirror once after taking it, he looked exactly like Ron.

Arthur escorted Ron and David to Mr. Olivandar's wand shop. Ron had just got his wand and now it was David's turn. Just as David was about to go up, Arthur told him to say his real name when he asks for his name.

"What's your name?" Olivandar asked him once David stood in front of his desk.

"David Barley." he said. He looked at David with surprise on his face.

He went to the first shelf and said. "Let's try this."

The front of the case it was in said it was an ebony wand. David flicked it and the windows in the store broke. "That's defiantly not it." He said then he looked at his back room door and went for it.

While he was gone, David looked at Arthur, he was fixing the windows. Then he looked at Ron, who was looking at his wand, which looked like a branch just taken from a tree.

He returned with another wand. "Let's try this one." He said handing David the wand. The case it came in said it was an Oak: 13 inches with a dragon heart string core and when he flicked it, nothing happened. "That wand has chosen you."

Nothing of importance happened after that until the day before they left for platform nine and three quarters. David received an owl from an anonymous person and the letter attached to its leg said the owl was his and he could name it. It was a grey horned owl with yellow eyes; he didn't know what to name it.

End Flashback

The Wealsey's and David are standing at the barrier to platform nine and three quarters.

"All right Fred, you first." Molly said to one of the twins.

"I'm George, can't you tell us apart?" he said back.

"Sorry George, get going."

"Just kidding mum, I am Fred." He said as he ran through the barrier.

Molly grumbled something under her breath. She turned her attention back to David and Ron once George went through. "Excuse me." A voice that David had never heard before said.

The boy attached to the voice could have been David's brother if he didn't know better except this boy had a scar on his forehead that was covered by a mass of black hair, he was wearing glasses and he looked like he didn't eat much, he also had an owl but this one was white as snow.

"I was wondering how to get through." He said looking at the barrier

"How to get through to the platform," Molly said. "Don't worry dear, its David and Ron's first time too," she said as she looked at them. "Now what you need to do is head straight for the wall in between nine and ten as fast as you can."

He ran full speed into the barrier and he was gone.

Molly turned to them. "David, you'll go first follow by Ron."

He stepped in front of the barrier, making sure that his owl was harnessed to his travel case. He ran full speed through the barrier and heard the whistle of the Hogwarts Express, Ron right behind him. They wheeled their carts into the train. With their stuff loaded into the train, David and Ron headed for the train.

AN: that's the first chapter, tell me what you thought about it and David Barley.

AN2: incase your wondering, David will have his own enemy (Just like Harry has Voldemort to fight). And I'll give fifty points to people if they can figure it out in this book.

AN3: and finally, I'll give ten points if you figure out who David will end up liking (It wont be difficult, you'll meet her very soon).