Disclaimer: I do not own any of Harry Potter's characters.

Note: In this story, Harry is a girl called Jade. She has a brother called Christopher who is the Boy-Who-Lived. Jade will be a bit different from harry character-wise since she did not receive the same education (her parents are alive) and obviously has turned out to be a bit different as a result.

I am planning to have a Draco/Jade pairing at some point in the story but it will be later, if I ever get to that point.

Please feel free to review and make suggestions. I am also open to criticism, as long as it's polite.

Jade Lily Potter was standing in King's Cross station, and more precisely on platform 9 and ¾. She and her twin brother Christopher James Potter were on their way to Hogwarts. It was to be their first year at the school of witchcraft and wizardry. She was standing in the middle of the crowd, watching with a blatant lack of interest as her brother was being embraced by their parents. She wasn't the only one watching them. Many passers-by were giving excited glances to Christopher. Well, they were looking at his forehead. What caught their attention was the scar, cleanly cut in the pale skin, in the shape of a lightning bolt. It was more visible than it usually was and Jade suspected Christopher had pushed his dark brown hair away to reveal the scar. So people she had never seen before and would probably never see again, gazed at her brother's scar reverently; the scar that marked him as the one and only Boy-Who-Lived, the first (and probably last) person to have survived the killing curse. But what made Christopher even more famous was the fact that he had modelled for Witch Weekly. No I'm just joking. In fact, what made him famous was that he had somehow reflected the killing curse on the caster, who just happened to be Voldermort, oops, You-Know-Who (Jade personally thought it was absolutely ridiculous to change your name to something creepy if nobody was going to use it anyway), a dark wizard who had gone from biggest bully in the playground to mass murderer.

Jade, compared to her brother, was normal. She had no scar and no fame; in fact, most people didn't even know she existed. She was just a girl, quite pretty but not overly so. She had black hair, which she kept long so that the natural horrendous curls would ease into nice waves. Where her brother had inherited his father's brown eyes, she had inherited her mother's startling green eyes. Her skin was lightly tanned which contrasted nicely with her eyes, and marked her as an outdoors person. She was rather short and perhaps a bit thin. She was nothing like her brother, as surprising as that may be.

"Jade!"

The girl looked at her mother who was advancing towards her, having finished saying goodbye to Christopher. Jade smiled. Out of her two parents, Lily was the one she was closest to. She admired the red haired woman both for her beauty and her kindness.

"You'll be careful as well, won't you love?" said Lily wrapping her arms around her daughter.

"Of course, you know me: I'm always prudent." Lily snorted, if there was something Jade was not, it was prudent. The raven haired girl had a tendency for reckless behaviour.

"Of course." said Lily sarcastically. "Anyway, have fun, and look after your brother for me." The red haired woman deposited a kiss on the girl's forehead.

"All right. Bye Mum."

With a last kiss to her mother and a quick hug to her father, Jade climbed on the Hogwarts Express, followed closely by Christopher.

"Shall we go and get an empty compartment then?" asked Christopher.

Jade glanced at him. He seemed nervous, but didn't he always? Chris, as she called him, could be a bit of a wimp at times, if not most times.

"That's what I had in mind, yes." she replied, peering into the compartments they passed.

They finally found an empty one, and dropped on the seats.

"Phew! Never thought it would be that difficult to find a seat!" exclaimed Jade.

"Yeah, and it looked like there was some kind of commotion at the front of the train." said Christopher shifting nervously.

"Chris, you're not nervous are you? You don't need to be! You're the Boy-Who-Bloody-Lived for Merlin's sake! If you're nervous what am I, poor commoner, supposed to be? Dying of a heart attack?" said Jade rolling her eyes at her brother.

The boy smiled faintly at his sister's antics.

"But what if I'm sorted in Slytherin? I wouldn't live it down, you know I wouldn't." he asked with a worried frown.

The raven haired exploded in laughter.

"Y-you! In Slytherin!" she choked, wiping tears from her eyes. "That's never going to happen, you just don't have what it takes." Christopher turned red.

"You don't have to laugh that much." he grumbled.

After a while, Jade calmed down and Christopher had returned to his normal skin colour. They were chatting about Quidditch when the door of their compartment opened.

"Erm, excuse me." said the red haired boy who had appeared in the doorway. "Can I sit here? Everywhere else is full."

"Sure." said Christopher with a warm smile. "I'm Christopher Potter and this is my sister Jade."

Jade could tell that the newcomer had stopped listening after he had heard 'Christopher Potter'. It was pretty obvious, by the way he was gaping at her brother.

"And, and is it true then, do you have the…you know…" the boy gestured wildly in the direction of Christopher's forehead.

"Oh." said Christopher in understanding and lifted his hair to reveal the scar.

"Wow, that's wicked!" said the red haired, causing Christopher to blush. "I'm Ron Weasley, by the way. I can't believe I just met Christopher Potter."

"Well, you have." said Jade flatly. "I don't know if you had registered or if you even noticed I exist, but I'm Jade Potter, the sister. And I suggest you close your mouth and take a seat."

'Ron' closed his mouth blushing furiously and took a seat opposite the Potters. The two boys starting talking about the sorting, which Jade personally found absolutely ridiculous. After all, it wasn't like the hat's decision would change if you talked about it. She was therefore indulging in the very dull and boring activity of watching the scenery, which wasn't more than a blur. She was nearly thankful, when a girl burst in the compartment; nearly being the key word here. The girl had bushy brown hair and seemed to be a first year as well.

"You haven't seen a toad, have you? A boy called Neville lost one." she said without even bothering to introduce herself.

"No." said Ron, slightly annoyed.

The boy's answer caught Jade's attention and she turned to him. He looked quite foolish actually. He had gotten his wand out and was pointing it at the rat on his knees.

"Oh!" said the girl in the doorway. "Were you going to do magic? Let's see then."

Ron coughed loudly, which made him look even more foolish, and pointed at the rat again.

"Sunshine daisies butter mellow, turn this fat rat yellow!" he recited.

Jade raised an eyebrow, well that certainly didn't sound like a real spell, complete nonsense at best. The bushy haired girl seemed to be thinking along the same lines.

"Are you sure that's a real spell?" she asked mockingly. "I've tried a few spells as well, but they've all worked for me."

She took out her wand.

"For example." she said pointing to a hole in Ron's trousers. "Reparo." The hole immediately repaired itself. The two boys looked astonished.

"Not bad." remarked Jade.

The raven haired girl got up and started pulling her robes out of her suitcase.

"We should be arriving soon, so I'm going to change." she announced shooing everybody out.

Jade jumped of the train and found herself in a crowd of students. She had left Ron and Christopher when she had gotten bored of being ignored. She tried to look around in order to see another first year. Her attempts failed miserably as the older and much taller students blocked her view.

"Are you lost?" Jade turned around and found herself facing two identical red haired boys.

"Yes, I think I am." she replied watching the twins carefully. "You wouldn't happen to be related to Ron Weasley, would you?" the boys grinned.

"Yeah, we are." said the first twin.

"I'm Fred Weasley and this is my brother George." said the second twin. "Ron is our brother."

"I'm Jade Potter." said Jade.

"Right." said Fred.

"First years are going with Hagrid." continued George.

"You may find him in this general direction." said Fred pointing behind her.

"With that said, we'll see you at the sorting." finished George.

With a wave, the two boys disappeared in the crowd. Following their instructions, Jade made her way to the front of the train. Sure enough, she soon heard a powerful bellowing.

"Firs' years, this way! Firs' years!"

She spotted the man easily, as he towered above everyone else. He was impressive and if Jade hadn't known better she would have thought he was a giant. Giants were a lot taller than that, though, maybe he was a half-giant. She walked towards the big man, who was brandishing an equally big lamp, and joined the group of first years.

"Everybody there?" asked the man, Hagrid, looking around the emptying platform. "Better get goin' then."

He led them towards the lake shore where small boats were anchored.

"Come on then. Three per boat."said Hagrid motioning them forward.

Jade saw her brother and Ron getting in a boat with the half-giant. With a shrug, she joined a boy carrying a frog, most likely Neville, and the girl she had met on the train who was actually called Hermione. The ride was rather quiet if you leave aside the toad's croaks and Hermione's endless quoting of Hogwarts, A History. When the castle appeared in the fog, even Hermione stopped talking, awed by the majesty of the view. When they reached the shore, they left the boats and followed Hagrid inside the castle. The man led them up a flight of stairs and told them to wait in front of the massive oak doors. Meanwhile, Jade had escaped from Hermione and was now standing by her brother's side. Christopher was still chatting with Ron about whatever it was that boys talked about.

"So it's true then!" said a blond boy walking up to them, followed by two big guys who looked incredibly stupid. Maybe they weren't, but they looked like they were all the same. "Christopher Potter has come to Hogwarts." excited murmurs broke out all around them.

"I'm Draco Malfoy." said the boy.

Jade heard Ron snicker. She was going to tell him off for being rude but the blond boy took matters in his own hands.

"Think my name's funny, do you?" he said scornfully. "No need to ask who you are; red haired and hand-me downs robes. You must be a Weasley." he said spitefully before turning back to Christopher. "You'll soon realise that you don't want to hang with the wrong sort." he glared at Ron. "I can help you there." said Malfoy offering his hand.

Seeing her brother's frozen expression, Jade decided to act. She pushed him and Ron out of the way, plastering a smile on her face.

"It's delightful to meet you!" she said grabbing the boy's hand and shaking it with a bit too much enthusiasm. "I'm Jade Potter, the sister. It's really nice to meet you, Madboy was it?"

"It's Malfoy." spat the blond boy, pulling his hand out of her grasp.

His retort, which would undoubtedly have been very rude, was stopped by a sharp tap of a roll of parchment on his shoulder. A stern-looking woman was standing in front of the group. She waited until Malfoy and his goons had moved aside before talking.

"I am Professor McGonagall, Deputy Headmistress, Head of Gryffindor House and Transfiguration teacher here at Hogwarts." she said with a strong Scottish accent. "Now, in a few minutes, I will take you in the Great Hall and you will be sorted in your houses. There are: Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw, Gryffindor and Slytherin." Malfoy looked at his friends with a knowing expression. "While you are here, your house will be your family. Good deed will earn your house points . Behave badly, and points will be taken. At the end of the year, the house with the most points will win the House Cup." She peered at them over her glasses. "Now, follow me."

She led them through the oak doors that swung open, and into the Great Hall where all the other students were already sitting at their house's table. Professor McGonagall led the first years to the other side of the room, in front of the staff table. She stopped next to a stool where a hat, which Jade recognised as the Sorting Hat, was installed. Professor McGonagall rolled out her parchment and picked the hat up.

"When I call your name, you will step forward and sit on the stool. I will place the hat on your head and you will be sorted." she said. "Bones Susan."

A blonde and chubby girl went to sit on the stool. She looked up nervously at the hat as it fell on her eyes.

"Hufflepuff!" cried the hat.

The hall erupted in applause as the girl went to join her house.

"Brown Lavender." called McGonagall.

In the same way 'Brown Lavender' was sorted in Gryffindor and so was 'Finnigan Seamus', 'Granger Hermione', 'Longbottom Neville' (Jade had no idea how that had happened) and 'Patil Parvati'. 'Patil Padma' was sorted in Ravenclaw and 'Crabbe Vincent', 'Goyle Gregory' and 'Malfoy Draco' were sorted in Slytherin. In the blond's case the hat had called his house when he had barely touched the boy's head.

"Potter Christopher."

The hall went deathly silent. Jade watched as her brother went to sit on the stool. Professor McGonagall deposited the hat on his head hiding his face from view.

"Gryffindor!" cried the hat.

Christopher's face reappeared as McGonagall lifted the hat. He jumped from the stool with abroad grin and went to sit with his house mates. The cheers were deafening. Jade could hear the distant voices of the Weasley twins chanting 'we got Potter' while some other students banged the tables wildly. At some point, the noise lessened enough for Pofessor McGonagall to be heard. Well, at least by the remaining first years.

"Potter Jade." she called.

The raven haired girl stepped forward and sat on the stool. Nobody paid any attention to her sorting, all of them being too preoccupied to applaud her brother, who had actually done nothing extraordinary. As the hat was lowered onto her eyes, she noticed a pair of grey eyes looking at her. Malfoy. It was ironic really, that the obnoxious blond prat she hadn't liked from the minute she saw him, was now the only one to pay attention to her.

"Aaah! Difficult, very difficult." said a low voice in her head. "Plenty of courage, I see. Not a bad mind either. There's talent, Oh yes, and a thirst to prove yourself. But where to put you?"

"Just don't put me in Slytherin! Not Slytherin." thought Jade. "Not with that prat!"

"Not Slytherin, ey? Are you sure? You could be great, you know, it's all there in your head. And Slytherin will help you on the way to greatness. No doubt about that." said the voice.

"Not Slytherin. Not with Malfoy!" thought the girl desperately.

"No? Well if you're sure. Better be…GRYFFINDOR!" the last word had been a tremendous yell which caused the Hall to fall into an absolute silence once again.

There was no applause as Jade got up and slowly walked to Gryffindor table, there were only confused looks. Jade knew that most of them hadn't even heard her name, but that didn't matter she thought, she'd make sure they would learn it and remember it.

The last first years were sorted including Ron Weasley who became a Gryffindor and Blaise Zabini who became a Slytherin. When all the students were seated the headmaster raised his hands.

"May the feast, begin!" he bellowed.

Various dishes appeared on the tables and the students started eating chatting loudly. Christopher didn't turn to his sister even once as he was busy answering the many questions that unknown people were asking him. Jade resented him a bit for that. Was answering a stranger's stupid question more important than his sister? Her bitter thoughts were interrupted by the arrival of ghosts in the hall. Jade merely glanced at them before returning to her food.

"It's nice that you were sorted in Gryffindor." Jade lifted her head and looked at Hermione with disbelief. "Well, it is! I mean I'm glad that there is someone I know!" said the bushy haired girl blushing.

"Thanks Hermione." said Jade simply, smiling.

After the feast had ended, Jade joined Hermione and the other first years, and they all followed one of the Gryffindor prefects, who happened to be another Weasley. They climbed the stairs to the seventh floor, Percy Weasley in the lead. Some younger students were watching the staircases warily, the prefect having told them that they sometimes moved. At last, they arrived in front of a portrait called the Fat Lady. The name was very fitting as the woman pictured in the portrait could have, indeed, benefited from a loss of weight.

"Password?" asked the woman.

"Caput Draconis." said Percy loud enough for all of them to hear.

The portrait swung to the side, revealing a hole in the wall. The prefect led them inside. They stopped in a large circular room decorated in red and gold. It looked like a sitting room with its sofas and armchairs. There were also tables and chairs in a corner of the room.

"This is the Gryffindor Common Room." said Percy. "The girl's dormitories is up the stairs on the right. For the boys, same on the left."

Jade followed Hermione up the stairs and into the girls' dormitories. It was separated in rooms of four to six girls of the same year. Jade found that she was in a room with Hermione, Parvati Patil and Lavender Brown. The raven haired girl immediately walked to her bed which she recognized upon seeing her suitcase and Hedwig's cage. Hedwig was a snowy owl her parents had given her for her birthday. She petted the owl for a bit before taking her pajamas out of her suitcase and changing for bed. Tucked into her warm sheets, she fell asleep swiftly.

Author's note: The sorting is the same as in the books, so all the students I have not mentioned are in the houses J.K. Rowling put them into.

Also, I really can't remember which dormitory was on the left and which was on the right, so if I made a mistake on this please forgive me.