A young girl stood staring as young witches and wizards rushed past her. Her name was Alison Essilton Smith, she was very pretty- she had long black silky hair, pale skin which looked as if it had never had a spot and she was tall and slim. She was joining Hogwarts in the 4th year as she had developed magical abilities later than most- she gripped her bag and smoothed her robes which she had specially tailored. Because she was starting late she had spent the whole summer studying and she had been sorted as they took the sorting hat to her house- she was in Slytherin and she was muggle born, Dumbledore had told her that there wasn't any muggle borns already in the house. She started to pull her bag on the train when she was interupted by a friendly voice "here let me help you, I haven't seen you before " A friendly looking boy with messy black hair and green eyes said as he helped her. "Thank you-no I develped magical abilities late or something so I'm joining in the 4th year" She replied smiling " My names Alison Essilton Smith" "Harry Potter, 4th year thats the year I'm in!" They walked into a compartment with two people in "THE harry" shestarted to say but was cut off by Ron "What are you doing with HER she's in Slytherin she probly came to insult us all and call 'moine Mudblood" He was going bright red. When Alison spoke she looked just as calm as before but her voice had an edge to it. "And why, pray tell would I want to do that as I am muggle born"She glared at him. HE took a step back. "n-no reason"

In the great hall

Alison walked in the great hall she saw harry and Hermoine and smiled at them and then glared at Ron who she hadn't forgiven for assuiming she was evil, oh well at least she knew how to handle the slytherins. She walked straight up to the top of the table where Draco and the powerful slytherins were sitting. " Move along Pansy" She said flipping her hair over her shoulder and leaned on the wall. "And why would I want to do that, Mudblood?" "Because if you don't your boyfirend is going to get a lovely little kiss from a filthy mudblood so I'll count to 3"Alison said her voice again dangerously low. Harry, Ron and 'moine who were sitting with thier backs to them on the gryffindor table smiled slightly and started to listen to this conversation. Pansy scowling moved down and Alison sat down. Draco gave a haughty glare which she returned starting him out. " Filthy Mudblood- not good enough to look at" He spat "And why are purebloods so much better" She asked a small teasing smile appearing on her face. He stared at her for a minute forgetting his i-am-worthier-than-you stature and thought. He didn't have an answer. " Well you are all weasley poor" The smile widened " Actually that's not quite true, most of my money-and that's just my money not my parents, have been converted into galleons and look" She pulled a Daily Phrophet cutting out of her poctet it read top ten richest young witches and wizards 1. Alison Essilton Smith 2. Draco Malfoy. He glared her and she smailed sweetly

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