Chapter One

My name is Emi; I am a 20 year old witch with a two and half year old daughter. I go pregnant in my 7th and final year at Hogwarts, but the father was one of the most hated and envied students of the school, Draco Malfoy. To others, he seemed cold hearted and distant, but other time he opened up and I was able to find someone whom I wanted to live the rest of my life with. This is a tale of love and misfortune, my tale of how I met the one I love.

I was home schooled by my mother, she wanted me to be close to my family, so that meant I wasn't allowed to attend normal schools. But this changed in the summer I was to turn fifteen. A letter arrived, asked for our presence at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.

We arrived, and much to my surprise, I was offered a place in the school. My mind was blown at the wonderful opportunity I was granted, and of course I snatched it before my mother could suggest differently. Everything happened so fast, one minute I was studying under my mother loving wrath and then next I was asked to attend Hogwarts, one of the most well known school in the wizard world.

I honestly couldn't believe I was going to study under the headmaster Albus Dumbledore. Share the same school as the famous Harry Potter. I was going to live in a castle!

I was still processing everything that was happening to my world, everything was changing so fast, my imagination was wondering to extremes. I sat in a daze until my mother snapped me out of it, saying I could attend the next school year…little did she know she sealed my fate and made my dream come true.

Mother had told me, a few days previous, that we were moving, it wasn't far, but we moved into this wonderful house. It was huge, it made me envy the fact I was leaving to go to school, but as I was directing the people that were helping us move, I couldn't help but notice, in my mirror, a blond boy looking in my window.

My last days at home were nearing, meaning I spent every waking moment with my little brother Orion. He didn't want me to leave, but he knew I wanted it so he made my last days at home memorable.

I saw the boy again, a few times, when I had my back turned, facing away from the window. I caught glimpses of him from my mirror, I must say, I was intrigued by this boy, he caught my interest.

Even though the boy had caught my eye a few times, I didn't dwell on him, I didn't see the point, seeing as though I would be off to Hogwarts soon, and it was so exciting.

During the last few days of summer break, my brother and I went to Diagon Alley. Neither one of my parents came, they trusted me enough. So I took Orion and we went shopping, I managed to buy robes, parchment, ink, quills, every school supply I thought I may need. And of course, I spoiled Orion, like I always did. He was blessed with toys and cloaks, and even a child wand; a wand which, if you hold at the right angle or twist your wrist right will make 'magic' to entertain children. Orion, by the time we made it home, had already discovered how to produce confetti from the tip of the wand.

I was standing on the platform of 9 ¾ and said my goodbyes, trying to hush Orion since he wouldn't stop crying and wailing over the fact I was leaving. I told him I would be back and would write to him all the time, but of course, he didn't care; he didn't want me to leave.

Walking onto the train scared me a first, so many eyes were looking at me; I decided it wasn't normal for people to start at Hogwarts half way through their schooling. I ignored the stares and whispers and continued until I found an empty compartment. I slid the door open and walked in, closing the door behind myself.

I sat in complete silence for almost fifteen minutes, before the compartment door slid open, revealing a boy around my age with dark skin and short hair. He looked at me, and slowly stepped inside with out breaking the gaze. Still looking at me, he introduced himself as Blaise Zabini. Being polite, I introduced myself and asked if he would like a seat, he sat down quite gracefully and then asked if I minded if a few of his friends could join. He explained that most compartments were full. So I said yes, a few minutes later, there were three more boys and one girl sitting along side me and Blaise in the compartment.

All eyes were on me so I held my head down, not registering with their steady gazes, when Blaise started introducing people, the first was a boy called Gregory Goyle, but I was asked to simply call him Goyle, like the next person, I was yet again asked if I could refer to him as Crabbe, but I found out his given name was Vincent.

Blaise locked eyes with the girl and introduced her as Pansy Parkinson. One left, he was said to be Draco Malfoy, I looked at each person, registering in my mind what they look like and I tried to attach names, it was then when I had a sense of déjà vu. It only happened when looking at Draco, and I wasn't sure why, I wouldn't find out for a while, that's for sure.

It was a long train ride, I endured questions such as 'who are you?' 'Why are you only going to Hogwarts now?' 'What house do you want to be in?' 'Are you a quidditch fan?' I answered them all honestly. My name is Emi Kaminchi, mum didn't want me going to school so I was home schooled instead, I don't know what house and I don't particularly enjoy quidditch. That response seemed rather odd to a few, if not all the other kids in the compartment.

Before the end of the journey to Hogwarts, they found out I was to be in my fifth year, like them. It seemed good to have made a few friends already.

We arrived, and by this time I had discovered a few things, Draco didn't like to talk, and when he did he seemed to boss people around. Pansy liked to swoon over Draco and try to tend to his every need. And Crabbe and Goyle seemed to be mindless human beings who did everything Draco commanded…Blaise seemed to be alright, so far.

Stepping of the train made me feel light headed, I was actually at Hogwarts, I had dreamt of this for so long, and finally it was happening, still in my daze I was dragged off to a carriage. I enjoyed the ride up to the castle and was intrigued by the creatures pulling the carriage, they looked like dead horses, and they seemed rather interesting. I zoned out of the chatter and before I knew it, I was standing before the castle doors.

Every year, a sorting of students was held, I wasn't sure what to do since I was in my fifth year of my education and the children being sorted were in their first, so I merely stood at the doors and waited for something, anything to happen. At the end of the sorting, that something happened.

Albus Dumbledore stood in front of his school and announced my name, gesturing for me to proceed forward as my name rung out amongst the students. For the millionth time this day, all eyes were one me as I descended down the row towards the front of the dining room, awaiting my fate.

The head master made a speech, saying who I was and why I had come to Hogwarts, my thoughts were confirmed – it wasn't usual for student to appear at Hogwarts half way through their education.

After his speech I was asked to sit down on the stool. A hat, the sorting hat, was placed upon my head. After a few minutes of silence, only interrupted by the occasional 'hmmmmm' or 'mmmmm' by the sorting hat, did it call out a house name.

I was destined to be in Slytherin. I stood up and walked to my house table and there was a lot of clapping and smiles. I felt happy, accepted. Nothing made me feel this way, well, except for Orion.

And alas, my destiny was confirmed as I sat down next to Pansy and started to feast on the goodies we were provided with.