Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter, but I do own Annika.

"Did they really have to bring the whole family?" I grumbled to my best friend and cousin Fred Weasley.

"It's not the whole family. They didn't bring Grandma and Grandpa or Uncle Ron and Aunt Hermione." Fred pointed out.

"But what about everyone else?" I wondered.

"Well with Victoire in her sixth year even Uncle Bill still has to come to drop us off at the train station." Molly Weasley, another one of my cousins spoke up.

"Yeah, but so many people." I groaned as the three of us headed back towards our parents and the rest of the Potter/Weasley clan.

"James, quit whining." My mother scolded me.

"Sorry Mum." I muttered looking down at the floor. Man I hated getting scolded by my mother. It didn't help that she could be scary when she wanted to be.

"Don't worry about it James." Fred said slinging his arm around my shoulders. Most of the adults on the platform rolled their eyes.

"Behave at Hogwarts." Dad told me.

"Even though none of us ever did, especially you." Uncle George said brightly.

"Don't tell him that or he'll never behave." Dad groaned.

"That goes double for our son George. Don't fill his head with stories of you and your brother blowing up toilets." Aunt Angelina scolded. Ha! She sounded a lot like my mom.

"You blew up a toilet?" Fred asked in excitement.

"You're grandmother suggested it, but all we did was send your Uncle Harry a toilet seat while he was stuck in the Hospital Wing after fighting you-know-who after his first year." Uncle George answered with a large smile.

"Grandma Molly suggested blowing up a toilet?" Roxanne, Fred's little sister, exclaimed.

"She was trying to tell them to behave like we're telling you two to do now." Dad stepped in.

"Yes and we all know how well that went." Uncle Percy grumbled. He was dropping off our cousin Molly.

"Shouldn't you be at work?" Uncle George asked rolling his eyes.

"I was just dropping Molly off since Audrey had to stay home with Lucy." Uncle Percy replied. The train whistle blew.

"You kids had better hurry before the train leaves without you." Mom said. Fred and I nodded quickly and gave our parents and sibling final parting hugs before boarding the scarlet engine. The train started moving before Fred and I could make it back to our compartment.

"Ah." The sudden lurch of movement had thrown someone into me. "Eh, sorry about that." A girl's voice said as the sudden weigh of someone falling on top of me disappeared. I looked up to see a small girl with a head full of white curls and red eyes that almost seemed to glow. She wore a white long sleeve button down shirt, a black skirt, knee high converse and a single fingerless glove on her right hand. Her trunk was still behind her.

"No big deal." Fred said as I stood. Oh sure, no big deal to him. I was the one who got knocked down.

"Where are you headed?" I asked elbowing my red headed cousin in the stomach.

"Trying to find a compartment is all." The girl answered as she lifted her foot and tapped the toe of her shoe twice against the floor of the train.

"Why don't you join us?" Fred asked with his usual quirky grin. I swear my cousin was stupid.

"Really? I mean is that ok with the both of you?" the girl asked with a raised white eyebrow.

"Ah come on James won't mind." Fred shouted slinging his arm around my shoulders again.

"You don't know that." I growled back. The girl rolled her scarlet eyes.

"I thank you for your generous offer, but I believe it would be best if I were to find a compartment of my own." The girl said in a soft and polite voice as if she was used to having to be overly nice to people.

"James." Fred hissed in my ear as the girl started to walk away.

"What?" I whispered back.

"We need to make friends with people who aren't family. And who knows, maybe she'll be like Aunt Hermione and help us with our homework." Fred answered.

"Why her? We don't even know her." I grumbled.

"Yeah, but either she didn't know you were Harry Potter's kid or she didn't care." Fred pointed out. That was true. It was very rare for me to run into someone who wasn't trying to be chummy with me because of who my parents were.

"She was being overly polite." I pointed out.

"And you were rude, your point?" Fred countered. I sighed and looked towards the girl who was almost out of sight.

"Oi! Snowball wait up!" I shouted as Fred and I walked up to her. I heard her scoff as she turned around to face us.

"Snowball, like I haven't heard that one before." She grumbled. Ah look, she did have an attitude.

"Well when you have such white hair it's hard not to call you snowball." I told her ruffling her hair. She glared up at me.

"Is there a particular reason you called me other than to tease and be mean?" She asked her voice still keeping its polite tone.

"Ah sorry. I didn't mean to be mean." I sighed out.

"James is trying, and failing, to apologize and invite you to our compartment." Fred stepped in. The girl sighed and rolled her eyes.

"Well than Jamie spit it out." She said now sounding just a bit playful.

"Alright Miss Snowflake would you care to join me and my nitwit cousin in our compartment?" I asked.

"It's Annika actually, and sure I'd love to." The girl answered.

"Annika? Like Anakin Skywalker?" I asked in surprise.

"Yeah, my papa was a big fan of Starwars." Annika answered with a small grin.

"Who's Anakin Skywalker and what's Starwars?" Fred asked clearly confused by the direction of the conversation.

"Starwars is a muggle movie series and Anakin Skywalker is one of the main characters." Annika answered.

"Didn't he become a bad guy?" inquired. I'd never seen the movie, but Dad talked about it sometimes telling me that story instead of the story of his Hogwarts days or how he defeated Voldermort.

"Yeah, but the force always remained with him." Annika said happily. I rolled my eyes as we entered our compartment.

"What took you so long Fred, James?" Two voices asked us in unison. Ah yes the twins, Lorcan and Lysander Scamander, the children of Mom's best friend.

"We were just making a new friend is all." Fred replied as he and I lifted Annika's trunk on the rack.

A/N: Alright people my first next gen fic so I hope you people like it. Please review I'd really like to hear what you guys have to say.