Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter. That right belongs, sadly sigh, to only J.K. Rowling.
"Oww! Watch it will you!" Rebecca Sanders exclaimed from her position on the floor.
Sirius Black turned around to see the poor girl splayed over her trunk," Sorry. Didn't see you." He offered her a hand.
"You and the rest of the school," she muttered under her breath. "Thanks," she replied standing up.
"No problem," Sirius said, giving her his trademark smile. You know, the one that drives all the girls crazy.
"Whatever," she muttered and continued down the train until she came to an empty compartment.
The train started on its way and no one came to sit with Rebecca, which suited her just fine. It had always been like that, since first year. Rebecca was quiet and smart, but practically invisible.
Sure, the girls in her dorm and the teachers and students in her classes saw her, they knew she was there. They might ask her to answer a question every once in a while, but otherwise, she was invisible.
Rebecca, however, found it had its advantages at times. She could sit in the Gryffindor common room, for example, in her little chair in the corner and listen in on conversations, learning valuable bits of information and such without a soul knowing she was there.
The only drawback, was that she was lonely. She would watch people in the common room talking and laughing, having a good time, and Rebecca would smile sadly, wishing she could be a part of it, and then she'd continue what she was doing.
The train ride to Hogwarts was uneventful and things went as they usually did. The new first years were sorted, the feast commenced after the Headmaster's speech, and then the students went up to their dorms to unpack and get ready for the first day of classes tomorrow.
Rebecca, per usual, unpacked her things, grabbed her book, and went down to her corner of the common room to read.
She always read for an hour every night before she went to bed, no matter how tired she was or what time in the morning it was. It was her way of calming herself down and unwinding at the end of the day.
Of course, however, she never got a full hour worth of reading done the first night. She never did. The Marauders were having their yearly "Welcome Back to Hogwarts" celebration of pranking all the first years, and they happened to start their first year at Hogwarts. So, with all the commotion, it's understandable Rebecca didn't get too far in her latest novel.
However, once things quieted down, she decided it was time fore bed and she left the common room for her dorm that she shared with Lily, Alice, and a few others. So, after a basically typical day, Rebecca Sanders climbed into bed and drifted off the sleep, waiting for another typical day at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.
The next morning was all routine, get up, get dressed, brush teeth and hair, grab bag and wand, go to breakfast. That's how it always was for Rebecca. That's how it always will be.
She woke up at six o'clock, which was normal for her. It was like she has an internal alarm that goes off at six every morning. However, incase she didn't wake up, she had a silent alarm in her pillow that vibrates to wake her up on time.
Once she was ready, she headed down to the common room. It was empty, per the norm. No one was ever up and about at that time, at least no one from Gryffindor, except Rebecca. She smiled slightly to herself, knowing that today, at least half the students would be dashing to class hoping to get there on time.
Rebecca reached the Great Hall to find a few Ravenclaws, Hufflepuffs, and Slytherins already there. A few professors were munching on breakfast as well. She sat down at the Gryffindor table and began to eat, waiting for the morning crowd to rush in.
Rebecca glanced up to see her favorite professor's chair was empty. She smiled and nodded knowing full well that Dumbledore was most likely in his office preparing the day's lesson.
Once she was finished, she looked at her schedule. Her first class was Transfiguration with Professor Dumbledore, pleased with this, Rebecca left the Great Hall as the morning rush came in. She decided to go to class early, hoping Dumbledore wouldn't mind.
She walked down the corridor to the class room. The door was shut so she knocked lightly. "Come in!" she heard a familiar voice say, so she opened the door and stepped inside.
Dumbledore was at his desk in the front of the room, bent over books and papers scattered haphazardly everywhere.
Rebecca smiled, "Good morning, Professor."
He looked up at her through half-moon spectacles, "Good morning, Miss Sanders. You're here early."
"I know. Is that okay, Sir?" she asked as she set down her things.
"Absolutely! It's perfectly acceptable. Just don't make it a habit on Thursdays. I normally sleep in more," he winked at her.
"Alright, Professor," she agreed. Smiling, she took out her book and set it on the table in front of her. "What is the lesson about today?"
The professor looked back up at her, "Actually, today is just going to be an introduction class."
"An introduction class?" she asked confused. "But, we're six-years, Sir."
He smiled, "Exactly."
A/N: Well, there's the first chapter. Hope you liked it, please review, constructive criticism is appreciated. Thanks!