"Can we sit here everywhere else is full." Asked a sixteen year old Harry Potter.
"Sure. My name is Faye. Faye Barnes."
"I'm Harry Potter and these are my friends Ron Weasley and Hermione Granger."
"Hi." They said in unison.
"Hi." Faye said.
Everyone got situated and then there was a silence, an unbearable silence. Everyone stared at Faye. She looked to be about sixteen years old. Her skin was pale and she had strawberry blonde hair and hazel eyes. She was about five foot six inches. She noticed them looking at her.
"What is it? Is something wrong?" Faye asked.
"No." They said.
"I've never seen you before. What house are you in?" Asked Ron.
"I'm in Gryffindor. I'm new I was living in the United States." Said Faye.
"What year are you in?" Asked Hermione.
"Sixth. Why?" Faye asked.
"Just wondering." Hermione responded.
Harry was just looking at her she found this very odd as she was about to say this the door opened and in stepped Draco Malfoy.
"Got a new friend Potter." He sneered.
"Back off Malfoy." Ron said.
" Oh, so she's your friend Weasley." Draco sneered.
"Sit down." Came a voice from behind Ron.
Ron turned to acknowledge Faye. Draco looked in disgust as Ron sat down.
Faye said, "Really, I didn't know that there was trash around here."
"The only trash around here is you and them." He said pointing to Harry, Ron, and Hermione.
"They aren't trash, because only trash can be in Slytherin and look at everything like it is less than itself." She shot back.
With that Draco left the room. With the door slamming shut. The trio looked amazed.
Author's Note: I'm not good at writing long chapters but I'm working on it. I don't know what to name this so when reviewing give me a title that you think would fit.
Also I forgot the disclaimer so here it is: I don't own Harry Potter. I do own the plot of the story and Faye.
Thanx,
rockbaby67
