Aria's POV

Taking a deep breath, I stepped through the doors of Kings Cross Station with Hermione at my side, nervously fiddling with the ends of my jacket that Mum had bought me. "Ari, please calm down. Everyone is going to love you, I promise. You already have friends there in Ron, Harry and Ginny. Besides it's not like you're going to be a first year. You're a 7th year just like us; you just attended Beauxbaton instead of Hogwarts for a while." My sister stated soundly as she reached down and took my hand softly in hers.

"I-I know… I'm just a little nervous Mione, that's all. A brand new school, having to make new friends… It's going to be hard." I whispered, squeezing her hand tightly as we approached a group of red-heads, all of which I recognized as the Weasley's.

"Aria!" Suddenly a perky and bright red-headed girl jumped me from the front and hugged me tightly as I laughed.

"Ginny! It's been too long!" I giggled, pulling away to smile broadly at my best friend. Though I attended Beauxbaton's, I visited the Burrow a lot during the summer and grew very close to Ginny and the Twins throughout the years, which was how we became best friends obviously.

"It has, but now we can see each other every day! I don't know if Hermione told you, but we're all roommates now! We ran it by Dumbledore just last week and got the approval for both of us to stay with Hermione in her Head Girl dorm." Ginny announced proudly as she pushed me towards the pillar marked Platform 10 and toward the start of my new life at Hogwarts.

-TIMESKIP-

I ran a shaky hand through my sleek brown tresses as Hermione pushed me in front of a compartment. Laughing at my nerves, my sister reached back and squeezed my arm tightly in reassurance as she opened the compartment door with her other hand. "Hello Neville, Luna."

Hermione entered the compartment with a smile and I was right behind her, not wanting to be left behind to fend for myself in the hall. "Neville, Luna, this is my sister Aria Granger. She's a year younger than us, but she skipped a year at Beuaxbatons. I've told you about her before, right?"

"Of course. How pleasant it is to meet you Aria. I'm Luna Lovegood, though others may call me Loony Lovegood." A girl stood up, her bleach blonde hair bouncing as she reached forward and smacked the air around my head. As she pulled away, I noticed her very large glasses balancing precariously on the tip of her nose.

"My apologies. There were Wrackspurts hanging around your ears." Luna stated dreamily, sitting back down in her seat and shoving her nose back into a strange looking magazine labeled The Quibbler.

"Is that so? Well thank you then. I must admit I have never heard of Wrackspurts… Would you mind telling me about them?" With my interest peaked, I let my more curious nature escape the vice-like grip I had on it, causing Hermione to roll her eyes. She never understood why I was so shy around people normally, but when it came to fables and fairytales that most people didn't believe in, I was the most stubborn and curious person you'd ever meet.

"A Wrackspurt is an invisible creature which floats into a person's ears, making their brain go fuzzy. Most people don't believe in them… do you?" She asked, leaning forward with a bright look in her eyes as her glasses fell off her face and onto the compartment floor below.

"Well… if Unicorns and Magic is real, I don't see why things like Wrackspurts can't be either." I stated with a smile as I decided then and there: I think we could be great friends. She's got some good quirks.

Rolling her eyes at me, Hermione picked up Luna's glasses with a smile and handed them to her in silence, only opening her mouth to speak when Ron and Harry walked into the compartment moments later.

"Hey, it's Aria!" With a grin, I squealed and rushed up to Harry as he noticed me, throwing my arms around his neck and accidentally tackling him out the compartment door in the process.

"What am I? Chopped liver?" Ron chuckled at the two of us on the ground and out of the corner of my eye, I saw him wrap his arm around Hermione's waist.

"To Aria? Of course you are. Harry was her first love Ronald, and even after they broke up they stayed best friends. You are nothing to her compared to Harry." Hermione states teasingly, and I blush slightly as I realize how right she was.

"Oops! Sorry Harry!" I giggled softly, sitting up next to him as he adjusted his glasses with a smile.

"It's okay Ari; I'm just as excited to see you." He laughed, helping me to my feet as I tucked a strand of my hair behind my ear.

Turning around to head back into the compartment, I failed to notice the boy coming down the hall towards us until it was too late and slammed right into his chest, knocking myself backwards and back towards the ground I had just vacated.

Closing my eyes, I prepared for impact when suddenly an arm was around my waist and I couldsmell deliciously scented cologne close to my nose. Flicking my eyes open, I glanced up to thank my hero and met a piercing grey gaze. It was like nothing else existed in the world as his lips curled up into an appealing smirk and he set me back on my feet.

"Careful there… Wouldn't want a pretty girl like you to get hurt, now would we?"