-Here it is! The Sheila Carter/Draco Malfoy fic that I promised you guys! Sheila will be in Gryffindor instead of Ravenclaw. (It just suits you better.) I changed the ages a bit, so Who wuld be in their seventh year now is in their sixth.

Main Characters and Ages
Sheila Carter: Thirteen Years Old.
Draco Malfoy: Thirteen Years Old.
Roger Davies: Sixteen Years Old.
Oliver Wood: Sixteen Years Old.
Cedric Diggory: Fifteen Years Old.
Harry Potter: Thirteen Years Old.
Ronald Weasley: Thirteen Years Old.
Hermione Granger: Thirteen Years Old.

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Chapter One: The Charming Misseurs Diggory and Wood

"Come on, Sheila, get up!" I groaned and pulled the cover over myself.

"Five minutes, mom!"

"No! Roger, Oliver and Jessica are waiting for you outside already! Get up, get dressed and get to Kings Cross!"

"Who are Oliver and Jessica?" I asked and sat up.

"Roger's friends. Come on, Sheila!" I heard my mom's retreating footsteps and finally stood up to stretch. I was starting my first year at Hogwarts. I recently moved to England and used to go to the Van City School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. I lazily pulled on a t-shirt, jeans and a sweater and kicked my trunk open to check if everything was in there.

"Sheila, we're waaaiting," Roger's voice called. Roger. My sixteen-year-old cousin that was as close to me as anyone could possibly be. I ran a brush through my hair and opened the door to see Roger, with a dencent-looking boy, who was Oliver, and an Asian girl whom I guessed was Jessica.

"Let's go," Oliver said. We all said bye and left the house.

"Sheila, this is Oliver and Jess, my good friends." Each said hi and Oliver in his Scottish accent. Jess, however, had no accent whatsoever. I later learned she was from Canada as well. I sat in the back seat with Roger as Oliver drove and Jessica sat with him. As Oliver was cursing at some drivers, me and Roger were busy trying to catch up on some sleep.

"Oh, come on, bloody hell, you bloody - don't finger me! I'll stick a broomstick up your arse, you good-for-nothing-"

"Oliver... calm down..." Jessica grabbed hold on his arm and pulled the seatbelt over him.

"Muggle drivers these days," Oliver muttered and stepped on the gas.

"Oi! Diggs!" Oliver shouted at a dirty-blonde kid.

"Hey, Wood," he said as he walked over to us. "Who's this on your arm, Davies?"

"THIS, Cedric Diggory, is my cousin. Go to hell." Cedric laughed.

"What're you going to do with your car, Wood? Can't leave it here in the parking lot for seven months, you know..."

"Mum's coming by. She has a key of her own, though."

"Jess! Is that you? My, summer's done you well, hasn't it?" Cedric gave Jessica a kiss on the cheek, making Oliver flush.

"Get your own," he said and pushed him away.

"Run into the wall, Sheila," Jessica said. Run into the wall. Sure. I'm really going to do that. Wait - everyone looked extremely serious. I looked at Roger.

"Go on, do it," he said.

"Move it," a boy said, pushing me aside and walked into the wall.

"Count on Malfoy to be a bloody git," Oliver muttered. Before I knew it, I was being pushed into the wall by Roger and Cedric. I yelled out in protest but they didn't stop. There was a funny tingling sensation and I was on the other side. Roger appeared with my trunk and 'trolley', followed by Cedric, Oliver and Jessica.

"Right, then. Let's find a compartment, shall we?" Roger asked with a smirk.