A/N: Hey guys! I hope you all really like this new fan fiction! I thought that as it is a new year I should give writing a go again! Any constructive criticism is appreciated as well as reviews. Also updates probably aren't going to be very frequent with school being a very busy term but it's half term soon so I should be able to get a big chunk of writing done then.

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter because if I did there would be more scenes with Draco Malfoy!

Chapter One

My auburn hair flew wildly around me hitting me in the face as I waited for my train to arrive, I was taking the early train to Kings Cross from my home in the Devon countryside, just a few miles outside Dartmouth. The train station was the sort where nobody got on and nobody got off, most people would take no notice to it. Unless you were me, the one person crazy enough to leave at god knows what hour in the morning to get on a train to London. The journey involved several stops and a change over in Exeter.

My Mother and Father hadn't come with me because Father doesn't like leaving the house in fear of being caught by Death Eaters. Father was once a supporter of You Know Who before he met my Mother who managed to convince him to give up the dark arts. As you can imagine You Know Who did not take this lightly and holds a serious grudge against our family. Father gave up the dark arts just days before the tragedy of the Potter family and is glad he wasn't a part of it. Sometimes he screams during the night Mother says that she can't take it anymore, it terrifies her, and me. When I was a child he would tell me stories of how a little boy had defeated You Know Who, that boy was Harry Potter, he was my childhood idol despite him apparently being the same age as me. I saw this young boy as a hero who saved the world as many other young wizards did.

I was transferring to Hogwarts for my fourth year because I was kicked out of Beauxbatons Academy of Magic, Hogwarts was always a second choice but my Mother wanted me to go to a foreign school in hopes that I wouldn't be around my childhood friends and thought that it would straighten me out. Apparently it didn't turn out like she hoped as I was kicked out because I made the bathrooms on the second floor explode...accidentally on purpose (sorry but I'm really not sorry). I sent one of the toilet seats to my head of year and even tied a blue bow around it and wrote a letter of apology to go with it. But Madame Maxime doesn't like me that much and decided that I was causing too much trouble and expelled me from the school and I quote "Rhiannon is a lively and enthusiastic student, but her personality might not be suited to this school." But you see I'm actually quite bright, I'm rather smart in fact I've never failed my exams and I usually pass with flying colours, I just don't put my intelligence to good use.

I was so deep in my thoughts about life that I hadn't noticed my train arrive, I entered the middle coach and was greeted with silence, the train was barely occupied except for an old lady knitting and a businessman typing away that his expensive computer. Mother won't let my buy a computer she thinks they are useless muggle devices which will only cause us trouble. But Mother was brought up in a muggle hating environment so I don't mind if she says no to these things. I know that in the wizarding world nobody has that sort of thing. But she did let me purchase a mobile phone so that I could keep in contact with my best friend Eliza who shared a dorm with me back at Beauxbatons.

I carried my medium sized brown trunk over to the luggage rack that was in the corner, it had my name sewn into the front so I wouldn't lose it. My owl, Imogen, had already flew to Hogwarts and would probably be very lonely until I went and fed her. I think she just loves me for the food. Imogen is an Australian Barking Owl, she has massive yellow eyes the size of saucers. Mother thinks she's a beast but I think Imogen is a darling. My carry on bag was a small leather satchel with tassels around the pockets. It carried my two books, my phone and my wand, my head phones were in my pocket. My wand is one of my most treasured possessions, it's 12" and made of chestnut with a core of a unicorn hair. I sat down on a window seat so that I could admire the views and I plugged in my head phones so I could listen to music.

I spent my 1 hour train ride wisely...admittedly I was sleeping for half of it and listening to music for the other half. After the change at Exeter the train was filled to bursting point, most people looked like they were going to work and a few looked like ordinary pedestrians. There was a man in his mid thirties asleep next to me and was snoring quite loudly. As the train stopped most people made a beeline for the luggage rack and others to the door. I decided to stay where I was and wait for everyone to leave, I'm not the biggest fan of crowds they make m quite anxious and nervous. That''s another thing about me, I sometimes have panic attacks not often though maybe only once or twice a year. Mother doesn't know why but Father thinks it's because I've grown up in a sheltered environment and am always hiding from Death about three minutes the train had mostly cleared, I made my way over to the exit and grabbed my trunk on my way out.

The platforms around me were busy and I had to push and shove to reach the platform, when I arrived I saw a family of red heads, a girl with frizzy hair and a black haired boy chatting about Muggles.

"It's rather troublesome with all these Muggles here, it would be so much easier if the platform was somewhere else, imagine the difference it would make." The frizzy haired girl said. I followed them since I was certain that they must be going to Hogwarts. I pulled the sleeves of my grey cardigan over my hands, because despite being September it was still quite cold in London. At least it was cold compared to Devon. I was wearing a blue polo shirt that was tucked into black jean shorts, I also wore my favourite pair of converse. They were purple with a zip down the side; all my jackets were packed in my trunk so I was chilly without them. My hair was flowing down my back in loose curls, it nearly reached my waistline when it was straight but I barely ever had time to do anything with it and most of the time I wasn't bothered. But it was really annoying when it went frizzy.

We reached a pillar which had 10 on a sign on the right hand side and 9 on the left, a girl with frizzy hair took a run at the barrier and passed straight through! The others followed suit, the only person left was a girl with ginger hair, she looked slightly younger than me.

"Wait, excuse me!" I called just as she was about to run through the barrier.

"Yes," she said politely. "How can I help you?"

"I'm new to Hogwarts and I don't really know how all this" I gestured to the barrier, "works."

"Oh, it's quite simple really, you just run into the barrier at a decent speed, I guess you saw the others do it do you probably get the gist" she explained before flipping her hair and running into the barrier and like the others she passed straight through.

"Right, I guess it's my turn now" I whispered to myself. I took a step back and ran, it was terrifying, I honestly thought I was going to crash into the pillar.

I opened my eyes which I hadn't noticed where closed, before my stood a red steam train named the Hogwarts Express. All the first years were overly excited and to be honest so was I, I gave my trunk to one of the men in red, gold and black uniforms (everyone was doing it so I guessed I was doing the right thing.

I stepped aboard the train just as the clock struck 11, it startled me slightly. Since I was later than I had expected so most of the compartments were full. One of the compartments was empty so I sat down on one of the seats and got an issue of 'The Daily Prophet.' I read about Death Eaters growing in numbers and how they destroyed one of the bridges in London. An old lady pushed a trolley and opened the door to my compartment. "Anything from the trolley dear?" She asked.

"3 liquorice wands and a pumpkin pasty please."

"That will be 1 galleon and a sickle"

I handed her the money and ate my pasty in peace, I was saving my liquorice wands till the evening so I could have a midnight feast.

I was fully aware that I would have to be sorted into one of the four houses. Mother and Father both where in Slytherin and want me to also be in Slytherin. To be honest I want to be in Ravenclaw or Slytherin. Slytherin to please my parents and Ravenclaw because they where known for there intelligence.

It was getting dark and I took this as a sign to get changed into my robes, Mother had sent our house elf Bubbles to get my school supplies since we where away in France most if the Holidays visiting relatives. My Grandparents on my Mothers side live in Southern France.

My robes consisted of a black skirt, grey jumper, white shirt with a Hogwarts tie, grey socks, black shoes and Hogwarts cloak. It was quite a boring uniform compared to what we had at Beauxbatons but this was a lot more comfy. The train came to a gradual stop at the station, there was a tall man with a scruffy beard calling for all first years.

I felt really awkward walking with all the tiny first years to the boats, but hey what could I do other than not show my face and bend my knees to try and look smaller. I was in a boat with a young boy who just wouldn't stop talking about his family it was cute but honestly really annoying.

The castle was amazing with its tall turrets and great archways. It was an impressive sight especially because of the exact reflection of the castle on the lake. Once the boats had reached the docks we had to climb hundreds of steps up to the Great Hall. An old Professor (who I later learnt was called Professor Mc Gonagall) met us at the top of the stairs. She had grey hair and glasses as well as a tall hat.

" Welcome to Hogwarts. Now, in a few moments you will pass through these doors and join your classmates, but before you take your seats, you must be sorted into your houses. They are Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw, and Slytherin. Now while you're here, your house will be like your family. Your triumphs will earn you points. Any rule breaking, and you will lose points. At the end of the year, the house with the most points is awarded the house cup."* She explained.

She opened the doors to the Great Hall, there where five tables, four for students and one for the teachers. Candles floated in the air and the ceiling looked like the night sky! I got some funny looks but I just rolled with it.

We all lined up with a chair and a hat in front of us. The Professor called out names and one by one each first year was sorted into there new house by the sorting hat.

"Joining us this year in her fourth year is former Beauxbatons student Rhiannon Smith"

I walked up to the chair and sat down as the hat was placed on my head.

"Where shall I put you? Intelligent enough for Ravenclaw but your parents don't want you in Ravenclaw." said the hat.

"What about Gryffindor?"

"Please no! My parents would disown me" I whispered angrily.

"How about Hufflepuff…no, no that wouldn't work you're too intelligent for that" The hat whispered to himself.

"Ok then how about Slytherin!"