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Intro

I never knew that what I was, was a curse. I always thought that I was blessed with these eyes, this hair, and this body. I always thought I was something to be desired. Merlin, was I wrong!

That's what has brought about this change. This move to a different country, to a new life. Attending Hogwarts, there's a dream. My wizarding school in America was great, but nothing can compare to Hogwarts.

Dumbledore, he's a great man and wizard. He has graciously welcomed me into his school, despite what I am. Maybe he feels pity for me, maybe he doesn't...maybe he sees the real me, inside. I hope everyone sees me in the same light, for once I would like to be judged for WHO I am, instead of WHAT I am.

Chapter 1

There was a lot of hustle and bustle on the platform. Kids running around, steam rising from the engine, and parents kissing their older children good-bye.

"What I wouldn't give..." I thought as I saw all the families. Silently, I shook the cobwebs from my mind, pulled my cloak hood over my hair, and hurried over to board the train. Once on the train, it was hell trying to find an empty compartment. Once I found one, I hurried into it, and shut the door. If I was lucky enough, I would get to travel the whole way to Hogwarts free and clear of the gaze and wonderment of prying eyes.

"So much for luck..." I mumbled as the compartment door slide open. This was the time to feign sleeping.

"Do you mind if we sit here, everywhere else is full?" a thin girl with bushy hair asked, "Hmm, maybe she is asleep. Come on guys, I'm sure she won't mind."

"Hermione, how do you know it's a girl?" a male asked.

"Ron, I knew you were thick, but not that thick. Look at her shoes, look at the cloak...definitely a female." Hermione said as she rolled her eyes.

I listened to their conversation as I was feigning sleep. Amazing what they would talk about. Their trials and tribulations, their hopes for the future (now that there will be a future, due to the fact that Voldemort had met his match last year), and their excitement for their last year at Hogwarts.

Ironically, their last year, my first and last year combined. Hopefully, it would be a year to remember.

I could feel the train coming to a stop, great this is my cue to rise by myself so no one has to wake me.

Sitting up slowly, I began to stretch knowing full well, that if I looked lucid enough they would not bother to talk to me, or give me a second look.

I watched as they filed out of the compartment, slightly hearing the girl speak.

"We should have said something to her, introduced ourselves. She's new, she came all the way from America." She said.

"How do you know all this?!" a different male asked.

"Because I am the Great Hermione, I know all..." she said sarcastically.

Their laughter died down, as they walked farther down the corridor of the train.

"Well, here goes nothing..." I mumbled to myself as I left the train. Thankfully, when I finally reached the platform, most everyone was gone.

I reached the carriages, that were being pulled by the most stunning creature I have every seen. Vile in their own right, but who am I to judge things that are so different?

"What kind of creature is this?" I asked more to myself but didn't flinch when I was mysteriously answered.

"That would be a Theastral. They can only be seen by people who have seen death." a small voice said.

As I looked at her, she told me her name. "My name is Luna Lovegood. But the people here call me 'Looney'. You can too if you want. I don't mind."

"I think I would prefer to call you Luna." I said.

"What's your name?" she asked me.

"My name is Isabella. I would prefer Isabella." I said.

"Beautiful name, but then again, there are many people here with beautiful names," she said is a dream like voice.

I looked at her for a second and thought, "wow, she's different...are they all different here? Is that why Dumbledore was so understanding of me coming here? Are we all misfits?" I remained silent for the rest of the carriage ride to the castle. Little did I know that I would be in for big surprises and big changes this year.