Robyn always thought she was different than her family. They all had blonde hair and silvery-blue eyes while she had red hair and green almond shaped eyes. The only thing that she got out of her family was her height. People were often shocked when they found out who her brother was.

She was sixteen and was finally going to Hogwarts. She had become a model at the age of ten, extremely famous in the Americas, and never had any time for school until now.

"Get up Robyn! It's time for you to go to school!" Her mother came schreeching into her room, opening up her curtains and letting the sun filter through.

Robyn moaned and pulled the blankets above her eyes.

Her mother pulled them right back off. "Oh, no you don't! You only have a half hour and then we have to leave!" Her mother told her.

So Robyn finally got up and stumbled into the bathroom for a shower, but her brother was already in there.

"Wait your turn!" Her brother snarled, shoving her with his shoulder out of the bathroom. Of course, he was prefecting his hair just like every morning.

"Mom! He won't get out of the the bathroom and I need to take a shower!" Robyn shouted down the hall.

"Wait your turn!" Was her mother's reply.

Robyn was never really good at winning fights with her family. She usually got shoved around alot and was usually last at everything like getting the front seat and always having to do the really terrible chores. But she never complained.. she would just get a beating if she did. Sometimes she just thought of running away.. maybe to a friends house or starting up modeling again. But she thought that sooner or later she'd wind up back with her family, so she was stuck there until she turned eighteen, and that was only two years away.

So after her shower, everyone was ready to go and so she and her family went to King's Cross.

"All you need to do, Robyn, is run through the barrier between Platforms 9 and 10," Her brother told her.

She gave him a terrified glance.

"Wait!" Robyn's mother called behind her, "Your father told me to tell you that you've been placed into your brother's house, so go along with him and you'll be ok."

"Oh, alright mum," Robyn said, nodding. She felt a little better.

So they both went through the barrier to face a steaming red and black train that read The Hogwarts Express.

"Hey! Wait up!" Robyn called after her brother.

"Do you seriously think I want you to follow me around sis?!" He asked rudely.

"Well... what about what mother said-"

"I don't care what she said, you're not tagging along with me!"

So Robyn sighed and got into the train to find a compartment.

I should have known, she thought

At the very end of the train, she found a half-full compartment with some pretty nice looking people in it. There was a tall red headed boy, a bushy brunette girl and a skinny black-haired boy.

"Um.. hello.. may I sit with you?" Robyn asked politely.

They all looked up at her. The red head gulped and blushed and the black-haired boy eyed her suspiciously.

"Hello! Of course you can sit with us! What's your name?" The brunette smiled at her kindly.

"I'm Robyn Malfoy.. sorry to bother you.. everywhere else is full..." Robyn smiled at them.

Suddenly, all of their expressions changed immediatly to shocked and stunned.

"What is it?" Robyn asked, confused.

"You're a Malfoy?!" the black-haired boy gasped.

"Well, yes... I guess you know my brother then.." Robyn replied, looking a little embarrased.

"Well, what are your names?" Robyn asked, breaking the stunned silence.

"I'm Hermione Granger. This is Ron Weasley and Harry Potter," Hermione said, pointing at them.

"Well, hi! This is my first year here.. I'm going into 6th though.. you see, I became a model at the age of ten and had no time for school.. do you guys see spinach in my teeth or something, 'cause you guys look pretty stunned," Robyn said.

"Oh, um.. sorry.. it's just.. wow!" Ron said, looking at her up and down.

Robyn raised an eyebrow, trying hard not to giggle at that.

"You look really familiar.. have I seen you anywhere before?" Harry asked, looking right into her eyes.

"Not unless you read Vogue," Robyn replied. She sat down across from Ron and next to Hermione close to the window.

"You don't look or seem very much like a Malfoy.." Hermione said.

"Yeah, I know.. sometimes I can't help but wonder if I was adopted," Robyn said, but then the laughed nervously, "But I mean, that would be silly to assume."

The three of them exchanged glances as the compartment door slid open.

"Ah, so Robyn, I see you've made some friends," Draco said, glaring at all of them.

"Get lost, Draco," Robyn stood up and glared at her brother.

"Aw, come on, sis, you can't seriously like these people," Draco smirked.

"Trust me, they're alot nicer than anyone else I've met before," Robyn said cooly.

"Well, you're not going to be seeing much of them anymore.. father put you in Slytherin with me," Draco laughed evilly and stepped out of the compartment.

Robyn sat back on the seat, confused.

"What's Slytherin?" She asked Ron.

"Well, uh.. it's a house. There's four in all; Gryffindor, Ravenclaw, Hufflepuff and Slytherin. We're all in Gryffindor. Gryffindor is for brave and kind people, Ravenclaw is for the intelligent, Hufflepuff is for the friendly and joyful, and Slytherin is for the sly and cunning." Ron answered.

"Trust me, you don't want to be put in Slytherin. That's where all the darkest wizards go. You-Know-Who went there," Hermione said gravely.

Robyn put her face into her hands.

"Oh no! I don't want to be in Slytherin.. stupid father and his stupid dignity," Robyn said angrily, staring out the window.

Soon after the compartment door slid open again.

"Anything off the trolly, dears?" A plump woman asked, pushing a trolly filled with snacks.

"Yes, please," Harry said, taking quite alot of stuff.

Ron and Hermione started taking snacks from his pile and Robyn tried not to look at it-she didn't have breakfast.

"Help yourself, Robyn, we won't be able to eat it all," Harry said.

"Oh.. thanks," Robyn said, grabbing a chocolate frog just as Ron did.

"Oh, sorry.. go ahead, you take it," Ron said, removing his hand which was on top of Robyn's and ears going red.

"Thanks," Robyn smiled at him.

"So Robyn.. how's life with the Malfoys?" Hermione asked.

Her smile faded, "Oh, it's.. um.." Robyn didn't know what to say so she looked at her feet.

"I'm sorry," Hermione said.

"It's ok.." she replied.

An hour later, the train slowed down to a halt.

They all got up, sighing.

"Well, I guess I'll see you guys later.. I should go and find Draco so I don't get lost..." Robyn said sadly.

"Yeah, see you later," They said, just as sad.

"Draco? Where are you? ... There you are, Draco!" Robyn said, catching up to her brother in the crowd.

"I thought I told you not to follow me," Draco said, annoyed.

"You did, but I really don't wanna get lost.." Robyn said.

"Well maybe you should have made Slytherin friends instead of those goody-goody Gryffindors, huh?" Draco muttered, loud enough for her to hear.

"If you don't let me walk with you, I can tell all your friends about how you need Fluffles in your arms to get to sleep without having nightmares so that you don't wet the bed," Robyn said, smirking that famous Malfoy smirk.

Draco gulped and said, "Alright, alright.. just don't embarrass me.."

So the large crowd of students made their way up to the castle, through the Oak doors and into the Great Hall. On the way, Robyn couldn't help but notice how many stares she was getting. In the crowd, she would hear, "Isn't that the famous model, Robyn?" or "What's Draco Malfoy doing with her?" or "Woah, who's that?" She just ignored these voices and walked alongside her brother with a content expression on her face.

When she sat down on the Slytherin table, she felt very uncomfortable about her surroundings. Everyone around her was arm-wrestling or cussing.. acting immaturely. When she looked over at the Gryffindor table beside her, she longed to sneak over and sit with her new friends, but she couldn't. She tried hard not to cry as she realized how terrible the next two years were going to be, since she would never get along with the other girls.

After the Sorting Ceremony, a man with a long white beard stood and began to speak.

"Welcome to another year at Hogwarts. I am Professor Albus Dumbledore and I am your Headmaster..." The old man spoke.

Robyn drifted off and stared into her golden plate. She saw a perfect reflection of herself.

"Robyn! Robyn!" She heard someone behind her whisper. She tore her eyes away from her familiar reflection and was staring right at Harry.

"Yeah?" She whispered back. His eyes.. nah, he couldn't be.. Robyn thought.

He handed her a note and she put it in her pocket and decided to listen to Dumbledore.

"And so before we move on to the great feast, there is something very important I must do first," Dumbledore announced, a smile forming, "Robyn Malfoy, please stand."

Stunned silence filled the room as Robyn slowly stood. The room erupted with whispers. Things like, "That's Draco's sister?" or "They look nothing alike!"

Robyn couldn't help but blush.

"Now now, everyone, you must be quiet if you want to eat," Dumbledore said and everyone stopped talking, "I would like to say that Robyn was placed into Slytherin by her father's wishes. Now, I have read the rules of the Ministry and it clearly explains that the Headmaster has the right to place his students wherever he sees fit."

At this, Robyn's heart leaped for joy and Dumbledore went on.

"So, if you don't mind Robyn, would you please step up to the Sorting Hat to be placed into your proper house," Dumbledore said.

Robyn was smiling ear to ear now. She looked back at Harry, Ron and Hermione and they were smiling, too.

The Sorting Hat fit her head perfectly, since she was a lot older than the 1st years.

"Hmm.. yes, I definetly think Slytherin is the wrong house for you.. you've had a bad childhood I see.. yes, I know exactly where to put you... GRYFFINDOR!" The hat shouted to the whole room and the Gryffindor table erupted with cheers.

Robyn leaped up from the stool and walked down to her fellow Gryffindors. She sat between Ron and Harry with Hermione across from her.

"Father's going to be furious!" Robyn laughed with Hermione.

"Let the Feast Begin!"

They all talked and laughed with each other throughout the feast. When it was time to go to bed, everyone was trying to keep their eyes open. She said goodnight to Harry and Ron and went to bed with Hermione.

"So, Robyn, what do you think of Harry and Ron?" Hermione asked, giggling.

"They're nice," Robyn said. She didn't want to tell her she liked Ron, since she could tell Hermione liked him.

"Well, I think Ron likes you," Hermione said, getting serious.

"You think?" Robyn wondered, staring at Hermione.

That night as Robyn slept, a certain red head floated across her mind.