I DO NOT OWN HARRY POTTER... I wish I did... I just like the play with the characters every so often.

Chapter One

"I swear these first years get smaller and smaller every year" Ron said as he Harry and Hermione boarded the Hogwarts express,

"No Ron, you are just getting taller…AGAIN!" Hermione corrected him.

"Ok we're not even there yet and you two are already arguing." Harry said. "Lets get a compartment," he said in a hurry, noticing their stares. "I think this is it". They made their way to the last compartment, which, to their surprise, had someone in it. This girl, whom neither Harry nor Hermione recognized, looked to be about their age. She had long dark blue hair and striking green eyes. She saw them standing there and she smiled.

"Ron?" She asked.

"OMG, it that you Amy?" Ron said startled.

"It sure is. Who else would it be?"

"Mom didn't tell me that you'd be coming here"

"She did Ron." Ginny said as she appeared in the compartment doorway "You were probably too busy eating to notice. Why are we all standing in the doorway? Amy doesn't bite…hard"

"Oh be quiet Ginny"

"Ok so introductions. This is Amy. She is mine and Ron's cousin and I have known her all my short life." With this Ginny sat down and started to read her book. Everyone stared at her for a minute before Hermione spoke up.

"I'm Hermione Granger and this is Harry Potter"

"Nice to meet both of you. What year are you guys in?"

"We're both in our sixth year. What about you?"

"Same, but I'm only supposed to be in 5th. I got moved up in my first year."

"Hey, you never told me you were smart" Ron said insulted.

"Again you are always to busy eating to notice anything" Amy said teasing him.

"Where did you move from? You can't be from here because we would have met you before?"

"I'm from Canada. My mother was really depressed after my father died so we moved back so my mother could be with her sister, Mrs. Weasley."

"Your dad died? How tragic. You're just like potter. You two should get married" Draco Malfoy sneered as he appeared in the doorway.

"You must be a Malfoy" Even though she knew who he was, she wanted to have a little fun.

"How do you know who I am?"

"Aren't all purebloods supposed to know each other?"

"Does that make you a pureblood? Then how come I don't know you?"

"Oh you do Draco, or should I say…mini Malfoy" Only one person in the whole world knew that nickname for him.

"Amy?" Now he remembered. She looked so different. This was Amy. He could see it now. But…wow. This was his Amy. This was the girl that he was in love with. He would still be dating her if it weren't for his father.

"Good job. You can remember simple little facts," She said sarcastically. She knew who he was and oh did her know her. She was so in love with him last year and now…he was the reason that she agreed to go to Hogwarts. She thought it would be great to be here with him. But just a few days before she was set to leave, he broke up with her.

"Well I am sorry. You look…different from the last time I saw you." And it was true. Last time he had seen her she had long strawberry blonde hair. Back then she looked a lot like her cousins. But now… she looked like a whole new person.

"Well I needed a change. So I dyed it" she shot back. Luckily he hadn't noticed the piercing yet.

"Draco" Pansy cooed from behind him. "Come on. I found a compartment."

"So…" Amy said looking him up and down "You should go. Don't want to keep Pansy waiting"

"Fine. Lets go pansy." And with that he was gone. The compartment was quiet once again. Ron, Harry and Hermione looked at her with questioning looks but never said a word.

"Is that…?" Ginny asked.

"Yes Ginny. That is who I told you about" Amy sighed. It was taking all of her not to cry. She really didn't want to tell any of them right now. She and Ron were never that close and she didn't even know Harry or Hermione.

"So anyways," Ginny said to try and get the conversation going." What house do you think you will be in?"

"Oh I already know that. I went down to Hogwarts last week and put the hat on…"

"And?" Ron asked impatiently

"Well I was very happy at first, (she glanced at Ginny) but now…" she sighed "I'm a Slytherin. I'm one of those foul, low, cruel, witches." She broke down crying. Nobody even cared why. They all just comforted her.

"You're not like them," Ginny said.

"Aren't Griffindor's and Slytherin's not supposed to talk to each other?"

"Stop that!" Ron said, very irritated "You're still my cousin. And nothing nor nobody is going to stop me from hanging out with you or talking to you. And besides, it would make dinner at my house kind of awkward." Amy laughed at this.

"Thanks" Amy could not believe that none of them wanted to know anything. Not even Ron. Maybe moving here would not be so bad.