Chapter 1

King Cross was the busiest it had been in a long time, as families filled the station. None of them seemed to be staying for long, as they eagerly stepped through platform 9¾, to drop their excited children off to catch their train before taking them to Hogwarts.

It was the first year back and everyone couldn't wait to step foot into their newly repaired Hogwarts, after the numerous battles which took place there the year before, leaving the school destroyed, as whole corridors were just rubble on the ground and each room with its own natural light source.

So every student could not wait to see if anything had changed in their new magical home for the year, but one person wasn't excited to go back to see the new headmistress, or who the next unlucky person was to get the defence against the dark arts post, because he could for once know that this was going to be a normal year.

Harry said goodbye to the loveable Weasleys and found a compartment to share before getting himself comfortable for the long journey home, as he saw it. There was a knock at the door, and in came Harry's girlfriend Ginny Weasley, who gave out a heavy sigh as she sat down in next to him.

"What's wrong?" he questioned.

"It's mad out there" she told him, "two first years got in a fight and didn't know any spells, so they just waved there wands at each other and blew the lights up" she said, as she slid herself under Harry's arm.

"It's not that bad then-" He said but being cut off before he could say anything else.

"That's not all. After that Neville started having a panic attack causes he's scared of the dark…"

"But the suns been out all day and this train is full of windows." Harry stated.

"I know" agreed Ginny not in much of a good mood, "so Luna tired calming him down, by telling him he should be more afraid of the day rather than the night, because fligfishers only come out in the day."

"What?" Harry asked.

"I don't have the faintest clue, I left before she started explaining." Ginny said as she finally relaxed.

Harry looked completely confused, but he knew he shouldn't enquire about anything Luna says, because she will probably blame it all on Nargles. Even though Luna was one of Harrys close friends, who helped during the Battle of Hogwarts, Harry thought she was completely…mad.

At this moment Ron and Hermione walked in with their hands intertwined in each other's.

"I thought you had the Head's compartment this year" Harry asked Hermione, while Ginny gave her a curious glance, "you've been talking about the day your Head girl for the past 6 years now."

"I was, we went straight there to take a look when boarding the train" she answered. "Until we found out who was Head Boy" she said this with a tone of hate and disgust in her voice, which went up to her eyes in which she only had for one in particular person.

"Malfoy got Head Boy?" Harry almost shouted at her, since the war was over he hadn't seen Malfoy much, only once in Diagon Alley where in completely ignored the fact that Harry existed.

But before anyone could answer him the compartment door slid half open and in peeked a witch, who in Harry opinion would have fitted right in with the Weasley Family, with her short dark ginger hair and pale white face full of freckles.

"Hey" she said with a nervous tone but she still managed a smile, "do you mind if I sit in here? Everywhere else is full…"

"Of course" Hermione jumped up with a big grin on her face and grabbed her arm, "I'm the new Head Girl, Hermione Granger. You must be new. I mean at least our age and I've never seen you around Hogwarts before. I mean if you're about our age so if you're not new then that does not make me a very good Head Girl who doesn't even know the faces of the people in her own year…"

Everyone had now moved there attention towards Hermione in confusion as she trailed off into silence.

"Anyway," Ron finally broke the silence. "My name's Ron and this is my sister Ginny and my best friend Harry" Ron finished with a smile, while Ginny and Harry both said hello.

The new girl sat down next to a still puzzled Hermione and said "It's really nice to meet you all, everywhere else I've been looking for a sit they just told me to bog off." She was suddenly interrupted by a loud voice.

"Ha-ha!" Hermione finally spoke after almost 2 minutes of staring at her hands while trying to count. "You must be new, but Professor McGonagall only mentioned a few new 4th years and there might have been a new 2nd year…" She started to trail off again before realising she didn't catch the name of this brown eyed girl sitting next to her. "What did you say your name was again?"

"Oh, I didn't. My name's Christie, Christie H-Jones; yes that's right Christie Jones." she said, almost as if reassuring herself. "This is my last year in school and I'm starting Hogwarts this year." she added with a smile while scratching her head with her wand, before putting it back in her very ordinary clothes. Ginny couldn't help but notice the amount of bracelets that tightly wrapped round her left arm.

"Nice to meet you Christie Jones." Hermione continued who also looked at them, "we all will be more than happy to show you around and feel free to ask me any questions about your new home and school here at Hogwarts." A smile came wildly across Hermione's face.

The eyes in the room were now staring at the witch to take in her welcome speech, then the train had started to leave, and everyone except the new girl moved towards the window to wave one final time to their families.

"Aren't you going to wave goodbye?" Ron asked, making a space by the window.

"Oh, I could but I'd feel a bit stupid you know, waving when there's no one there." she said while the train moved further away from the station.

"Wait, it's your first day at a new school and no one's here with you?" Ginny said softly, with all eyes full of sympathy on Christie.

"Don't feel sorry for me," she said in a calm tone looking at all the sad faces which were now looking at the floor "it doesn't bother me. There was no one there to drop me off at my other schools either. It's just how it is and how it's always been." she said with a shrug of her shoulders and a smile.

No one could look her in the eye, not even Harry, who had no family anymore, but always knew the Weasleys would be there waving from the side lines. The room now fell silent with no one knowing what to say next.

"Well that was a nice way to bring the sprit down on a room," said Christie with a little smile, "now I'm going to go find the trolley lady and maybe shout some 'your mama' jokes at her or something."

They didn't know whether to laugh or not, but she had left the room before they could think about she had just said.

She had to get out of there, they seemed really nice, and she didn't want to hurt them. Out of all the schools she had been to , the one where she wants to be ignored and left alone that she meets people. Right, I just need a snack or anything to distract me, that's all, she thought to herselfwhile looking for the trolley lady.

She walked up to one end of the train, which was empty, but the she could still hear the noisy compartments full of excited students ready for the new school year. The trolley lady stood in front of her as she asked for one pumpkin pasty and a small butterbeer. As she fumbled with her purse, she did not notice a boy who seemed almost a head taller than her, waiting behind her, starting a queue.

With one pop of her purse her change had run everywhere as if they were runners and a starting gun to a race had gone off in the Muggle Olympics.

She dived to the floor stopping as much as she could with her feet, and grabbing handfuls of Knuts and Sickles from the floor at time.

It was then when she noticed the tall stranger behind her bent down to stop a few lose Knuts, before passing them to her and helping her put them in her purse while the pair stood up. She was too embarrassed to look up at him, forgetting that she can't blush.

"Oh my God, I'm so sorry." she said looking at the trolley lady, who just gave a little cheery laugh at her. "Thank you so much." She finally said, ignoring the lady, looking straight up at the handsome face that stared back at her. They stood there for a moment, Christie completely lost in his grey eyes.

"It's fine." he finally said, and that was all he did say, but before she could say anything else he put one hand though his bleach blonde hair and walked away, without saying another word or even getting anything from the trolley.

So Christie finished paying and left for her compartment, with her butterbeer and pumpkin pasty in her arms, she had completely forgotten about the reason why she left her compartment, until 4 pairs of curious eyes darted up to hers.