Hey all! This is my first Harry Potter fanfic. I just want to thank jinxdoll (author of The Inquisitor's Son). Your story inspired me to write my own. You rock! Please keep on writing! Hope you like it!

Summary: Rikki Corvine get's her letter from Hogwarts even though she doesn't live in England. As she rides the Hogwarts Express, she becomes friends with Al and Lily Potter. But, everything is not as nice as it seems in or out of Hogwarts. Someone is planning on taking over the wizarding world and they're planning to use Rikki to do it. Will she be able to figure out who they are and what they want in time? Or is another war looming in the distance?

Disclaimer: I don't own Harrry Potter. I just love it! The only character that's mine is Rikki.

Prologue

Until today, I never really sat around and thought about how I ended up like this. Cold, my arms tied behind me with nothing but a thin mat that I'm forced to lie on. I never thought that they could get to me. Yes, there had been some close calls, but they've never succeeded in capturing me. Until today or at least I think it's today. I'm not sure how many days have passed since my capture. I could always blame James Potter for the situation that I'm in, but even the thought of hitting him in the face when I get out of here can't bring me any joy today. I guess even the happiest people can be depressed in a dark room that smells like something died in it (not a very happy thought). I'm not sure where I am right now, but I know that my friends will come for me. I just hope they make it in time, before it's too late to save anyone.

Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry is known as one of the oldest and most renowned schools in the wizarding world. Some of the greatest witches and wizards have come from Hogwarts including previous Headmaster Albus Dumbledore and The Boy Who Lived Mr. Harry Potter. There, students who attend this remarkable school are sorted upon there arrival into one of four houses. These houses are Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw, Gryffindor, and Slytherin. Each house is known for having certain characteristics…

How can anyone enjoy reading through this book? I can barely make it through page one! I can't help but wonder why anyone would choose The Revised Edition of Hogwarts History as a school book. Are they trying to put students to sleep? I roll my eyes (although no one could see since I'm alone in this compartment) and wonder how I'm going to survive this year in a foreign country. I can't believe me dad is making me come to some school I've never even heard of in a country I've never been to. It was only a few weeks ago that I got my letter from Hogwarts. I was beyond surprised because not only do I live in Wisconsin (which has next to nothing to do), but I should've been sent a letter from Salem Academy (which is located in Boston). After reading my letter, I tried to tell my dad that I didn't want to go to school in England (I mean come on. I hate rain with a passion!), but he said "It will be a good experience for you." Yeah, taking 2 planes that total a 10 hour flight (not including the 2 hour layover in New York) and a 23 minute (I actually counted out of shear boredom) taxi ride just to get to the train station in which I had to run full speed between platforms 9 and 10 (and hope that I don't crash). Now, I'm stuck on a train for the next oh 5-6 hours or so. Yeah…today has been wonderful for me. Thanks a lot dad (note the sarcasm). Usually, I'm happy to travel, but when traveling has anything to do with school, it stops being fun.

I'm stopped from continuing my own personal pity party by a knock at the compartment door. I look up to see two students, one boy with green eyes and black hair that couldn't get any messier even if he stuck his finger in a light socket and a small red haired girl with green eyes. The girl looked to be around my age, but the boy looked maybe a year or two older.

"Can we sit here? There aren't any other empty compartments." The boy looked kind of nervous asking me for some reason. I motioned for them to come in since I'm not very talkative when I first meet someone. My mind may run five hundred miles a minute, but my mouth rarely does (unless an energy drink or a large amount of sugar is involved).

The black haired boy sat down next to the window across from me and the redhead sat next to him. After putting away their trunks, the girl looked at me and smiled. "Hi. My name's Lily Potter and this is my brother Al. He's in second year. Are you a first year like me? I can't wait till we get to Hogwarts. I wonder if I'll be sorted into Gryffindor like the rest of my family. Do you have any siblings? Al and I have an older brother. His name's James and he's probably the most annoying boy you'll ever meet. If he ever tells you to put something in your cauldron, don't! Trust me, you'll thank me later. You're really quiet."

"Of course she's quiet Lily. You haven't stopped talking long enough for her to answer you." Al said laughing. I couldn't help but smile. I have a feeling that Lily is my total opposite, but we're going to be great friends. "My name's Rikki Corvine. Yes, I am a first year, I have 5 older brothers. The three oldest are triplets and the other two are twins. I live in Wisconsin, I have no idea what house I want to be in, and I won't let your older brother put anything in my cauldron." I said with a smile. Before I knew it, I had become friends with both of them.

Throughout the rest of the ride, I learned a lot about the Weasley/Potter families. From how many cousins they have, to some of the pranks their brother and cousins play on each other. Note to self, keep away from James Potter and any of the WWW products he may be wielding. Before I knew it, the train ride was over, we had changed into our school uniforms (which are weird to me since I've never worn a uniform before), and were now heading over to a man calling out for all the first years to come over to the boats. Normally, I'd be afraid of someone that big, but something in the back of my mind (or maybe it was Lily. I kind of tuned her out on the way off the train) was telling me that he was really nice and couldn't hurt a fly. As Al headed over to the carriages off to the left of the train, Lily and I (along with all the other first years) headed over to the boats and stepped inside one. I don't even remember what Hagrid (as I found out his name was later) said to us in the boats because I was so mesmerized by the school that would now become my home nine months out of the year. With a nearly full moon set behind it, Hogwarts looked like something out of a fairy tale. I can't decide which I liked better, seeing Hogwarts with my own eyes or seeing it reflected on the water.

It seemed like the boat ride only took two seconds (when in reality it took almost 10 minutes), before we all disembarked and headed inside the castle. As we walked up the stairs, we were met by one of the Professors.

"Welcome first years. I am Professor Longbottom and I teach Herbology. When you walk through these doors behind me, I will call you each up to the stool and you will be sorted into one of the four houses. Hufflepuff, Gryffindor, Ravenclaw, and Slytherin. While you are hear, your house will be like your family. Do well, and you will be awarded house points. Get into any mischief, and house points will be taken away. So, please, follow me and welcome to Hogwarts."

And on that note, the large doors opened and Professor Longbottom and all the first years walked up through the aisles until we reached a stool with a hat on it. After it started singing (which scared the heck out of me) Professor Longbottom unrolled a long piece of parchment and started calling off the names of the first years in ABC order. Man, if there was ever a time to hate the fact that my last name started with a C, now was the time.

"ABERNATHY, ADRIAN."

"Hufflepuff."

"BRISCOE, HELENA."

"Ravenclaw."

"CORVINE, RIKKIANA"

Crap. How could there only be two people before my name? There are like 20 other kids here. I was so absorbed in my bad luck that Lily had to push me towards the stool. As I sat on the stool and placed the talking hat on my head, I was surprised to hear the hat's voice not out loud, but in my head (and no, I didn't mean to make that rhyme).

"My my. What an interesting mind you have. You exhibit all the characteristics of each house. I've never read a mind quite like yours. I can't seem to place you in any house."

Well, if you can't seem to place me in any house, what am I supposed to do?

"You could do well in any house. Maybe I should place you in Hufflepuff. You are brave, true, and care about those around you."

Are you kidding me! From what I heard on the train from Lily, Hufflepuff is not for me. They're all nice and sweet and kind all the time. If you can really read my mind, then you'd know that I may be nice, but being sweet is not in my DNA. I'm sarcastic and easily annoyed. I'd be the black sheep of Hufflepuff!

"Well, then why not Ravenclaw? You are clever, witty, and enjoy learning. You could do well in that house."

Not a chance. I may enjoy learning, but I don't live in a library. And besides, I want people to think I'm smart no matter what house I'm in. If I'm in Ravenclaw, everyone will just assume that I enjoy reading more than sunlight. And besides that, If I'm going to pull off any pranks in the middle of the night, I really don't want to have to solve a riddle just so I can get inside. If I couldn't solve one of them, I'd get so mad that I'd shred that door better than Sirius Black did!

"Alright then. How about Slytherin? You are quite cunning and ambitious. The pranks you have pulled on people in the past are proof of that. You could be great."

I'm already great. I don't' need to be put in the specific house to know that and for others to know that as well. And anyway, the Slytherins over there don't look too friendly. I have a feeling I'd be in detention nearly everyday for the next 7 years if I were put in that house due to fighting alone. No thank you!

"Well, it seems like you don't like any of the houses that I suggested you, but those three houses are the ones you are best suited for."

I don't believe that. What about Gryffindor? You said I had all the characteristics of each house. Why aren't you trying to persuade me to be in Gryffindor?

"You think before you act and your Gryffindor characteristics aren't strong enough. Pick one of the other three houses."

No! Lily told me that she may be in Gryffindor and I want to be in the same house as her and her brother. I've made my decision. Put me in Gryffindor.

"You'd do better in the other.."

For the love of Merlin's sweaty underpants! Would you just put me in Gryffindor!

"But.."

Look it. If you don't put me in Gryffindor, I'm going to grab your leathery butt, walk over to those candles on the teacher's table, and light you up like a Christmas tree! Now put me in GRYFFINDOR!

"Gryffindor!"

"Finally!" Oops. Did I say that out loud? Everyone's laughing. Yep, I definitely said that out loud. As I set the hat down on the stool (none too gently mind you), I looked over at Lily who was smiling and cheering along with the other houses. I hope she really does get into Gryffindor like her other siblings. When I got to a free seat at the Gryffindor table which Al had saved for me, I couldn't believe how many redheads there really were in this school. They've got to be Al and Lily's cousins. They weren't kidding when they said there were a lot of them.

By the time the sorting was over, Lily got into Gryffindor (along with some blonde kid who nobody besides me clapped for), we got to eat probably the most amazing food ever, and the Headmistress McGonagall told all of us what was off limits or banned. It wasn't until the feast was over that I realized how tired I was. So much traveling over the last 24 hours made walking up seven flights of stairs absolutely miserable, although I must've looked a lot better than the blonde boy. I wonder why he looks so down. Usually, I'd pester him about it since I hate not knowing something (maybe I should've been In Ravenclaw), but I was far too tired to care. As our Gryffindor prefect told us the password was 'Faerie Wings', the portrait of a fat woman in a horrendous pink dress swung to the right and let us all in. I didn't even bother looking around the Common Room. The second I found out which side the girls side was, I walked right up, picked out the bed closest to the window, said goodnight to Lily, and went to bed (not even bothering to change). I guess I'll find out the names of my other roommates tomorrow morning. Or noon, if I have anything to say about it.

Somewhere in England:

"Master. The chosen has started school at Hogwarts just as you planned. She has been sorted into Gryffindor. I believe she has become friends with two of the Potter brats. It will be difficult to get to her. Maybe we should delay our plans."

"Are you doubting my judgment *********?"

"Never Master. I would be foolish to even consider doubting your judgment. You have never been wrong."

"You would do well to remember that. Soon *********, all the pieces will fall into place and we will rule the wizarding world. Not even the Boy Who Lived will be able to stop us. And no amount of love will be able to save him or his children from my wrath."

End of Chapter 1.

Oooohh…cliffhanger…Hope you all enjoyed chapter 1. I don't plan on writing her in 1st year for very long. I'll probably only write about the flying lessons that first years have to take, the first quidditch game, and then I'll jump to third year (you'll know why soon enough). I wanted this chapter to just show Rikki's personality and how she interacts with people.

Next chapter will have more of the Weasley/Potter clan making an appearance, you'll meet Rikki's other roommates and her DADA professor, and you'll overhear another secret conversation….Since this is the first story that I actually intend to write continuously (and not stop after chapter one), please review. If you guys want something to happen or later on someone to wind up in a relationship with anyone in particular, I'll try and add it into the story. And since I'm really indecisive, I need help coming up with the name of the Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher. I want it to be a woman around 26. If anyone has any ideas about what her name should be, let me know. Who knows? Maybe your name will get picked. Can't wait to read your reviews! Laters!