Disclaimer: I own nothing except for Mia and the plot. The wonderful J K Rowling is the creator of Harry Potter; I just add some little adjustments.

A/N: This is my very first fanfic I'm writing and would like to thank my amazing big sis, Danz for inspiring me to write. I'm not half way as good as her but I will try my best. Please, please, please review I would love to get some feedback and constructive criticism. I really need a beta, so if anyone can fill that space for me please contact me. Thanks!

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The Strangest Dream

He wrapped his strong arms around her waist, pulling her closer towards him. His dark hair falling into his familiar, grey-blue eyes and his soft, sweet lips were inching closer towards hers. She closed her eyes ready to savour this moment eternally, when…….

'WAKE.UP.MIA.OR.YOU.WILL.MISS.THE.HOGWARTS.EXPRESS!' screeched a stern robotic voice.

Mia woke up with a content smile upon her face her eyes slighted glazed over.

She then sighed; a sigh which was filled with anger, sadness and lastly aggravation. 'Not even her ruddy dreams could end perfectly' she thought bitterly. She closed her eyes once more, feeling she might be able to steal a few more minutes of sleep, running away from reality and into a perfect dream again but fate had other ideas; in the form of her stupid personal voice-operated Wizarding World alarm.

She grabbed it from her desk and threw it across the room, hoping it would smash into pieces and quit bothering her. She waited …. And waited …..And waited for the non-existent sound of broken plastic pieces instead there was silence. She turned her head to the side and glared at the object of disturbance. If looks could kill then the alarm would definitely be suffering third degree burns under her intense gaze but then again the alarm would have to be actually alive to be able to kill in the first place. Instead her alarm had simply bounced of the wall and remained in the same, immaculate condition it had always been in. But at least the eerie 'McGonagall-like' voice; that scared her out of her wits had stopped.

She yanked off her thick, fluffy bed sheets and stepped out of her bed; shivering at the cold of being outside her warm, cotton blanket.

Mia lazily strolled up to her full length mirror. Well, she noticed that she had in fact changed over the summer, and had gone from being the ugly duckling for 5 years of her Hogwarts life to becoming the beautiful swan in her Sixth.

Then Mia groggily shook off the last remnants of sleep and this time actually opened her eyes. She looked in the mirror and her features turned into a grimace; she was still the same, plain Mia she had always been.

She had straight, shoulder-length, dark brown hair. Her light hazel eyes did not have any 'twinkle' or 'sparkle' and did not have any specks of gold. They seemed to not show any emotion and had a far off, vacant and lost look, as if they had seen too much pain for a young sixteen year old girl to bear. Her skin was a milky pale colour and did not glow with blemish free beauty but was dusted with freckles, which made her face look like it belonged to a ten year old child. Mia was not very slim but not fat. She was just chubbier than some of the 'stick thin wannabe play-mates' at Hogwarts, who looked like they had been starving themselves. Which they probably had been doing since they were always rattling endlessly about some ridiculous, unnecessary diet which consisted of food not even fit for a rabbit! What lengths will those girls go to, to impress Sirius-Bloody-Black and James-Sodding-Potter?

A sudden flashback grasped Mia as she remembered a conversation she over heard while walking to her carriage on the Hogwarts Express last year…..

"I wonder if Jamesey and Siri like dark, mysterious eyes or bright, light eyes" said a blonde haired girl twirling a lock of her hair in a way which she assumed was seductive to the boys walking by.

"I don't know but I so totally know James likes green eyes, otherwise he wouldn't be chasing that ugly, fat, stupid Evans around!" exclaimed another girl jealousy evident in her voice. You would expect the girl insulting the very pretty Lily Evans to be just as, if not more than visually appealing however she had such a broad face that something could probably get lost in between her flabby cheeks and had hair so greasy that it could give Snape a run for his money.

"I heard that if you go to 'Madame Plastic Perfectionist's' she'll do anything from getting rid of your layers of chins to actually being able to choose what colour eyes you want permanently!" the blonde girl said looking like she will burst from happiness at the amount of things she could do to perfect her already good looking appearance.

Mia came out of her trance, and shook her head with pity at the stupidity and ignorance of the two girls willing to change the way they look just for two boys, who won't even be in a relationship with them for longer than a week!

Crap! She groaned inwardly as she realised she still needed to finish packing.

Mia's pessimistic mind was filled with a swirl of emotions. Her mind was filled with very little hope of finding 'the one' and very much angst that she will lead a lonely, far from perfect life. She looked the same, felt her cynical self and was going back to her usual school of Hogwarts. Sixth Year for Mia was not going to be any different, or so she thinks…..

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A/N: Sorry the chapter is sooooo BORING but I promise it will get better! Just some extra info: Madame Plastic Perfectionist's is just something I made up, which is basically a place which charms away worries which may get to some witches, like it gets rid of spots or gives them different colour eyes or can make them thinner. It's just something random I came up with.

Next Chapter: Intro Lily and the Marauders and the trip to Hogwarts take place.

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