A/N: So This doesn't exactly follow the Harry Potter Story, but whateve. I know its not a lot, but this was everything I wrote when the idea popped into my head. So enjoy, if not whateve read a different story.

I own everyone that isn't already in J.K.R's Harry Potter Books

Princess Pessimistic

I never thought falling in love would be my thing. That was untill my father decided to ship us back to Europe.

After my mother died my father was a mess. There was no way he was going to raise us kids alone, so he decided to move us to New York City to live closer to his family members. So there we were. My Father a 30-year-old business man with a strong English accent. My seventeen-year-old brother Sebastian, My thirteen-year-old brother Marshall and me, Gabby. I'm fifteen.

My family was so different. My father was the sophisticated clean-cut type; Sebastian was the captain of our school's track team so basically he was good looking and all the girls wanted him. Marshall was a nerd. He could use anything technical.

As for me, well I'm the real odd ball. I have black hair with purple highlights. That was part of my rebellion stage. I also played guitar. Music had been my life. My family bought me a purple electric guitar after Seb broke my first one. My two best friends and I jam together from time to time.

If I'm not playing my guitar, or at school I'm normally roaming around Harlem with them. Darcy is a very hyper active girl who may seem to never stop. Spence is so laid back and is always making sure everyone else is happy. As for me, well I'm very keep to pretty pessimic and myself. I try not to show much emotion.

When my father said he was moving us all back to Europe it was no big deal for me. Our mother's family still lived over there and I was kind of close to my one cousin. Only problem was that she was a witch. And I'm not.

Shortly after arriving to our new home in Surry I was in my room un-packing when my cousin, Chloe Montgomery, came over to visit. She stayed and helped me unpack and asked lots of questions. "You'll have to meet my friends. You'll like them." She added.

"Alright" I said with a shrug. Smiling she said

" One lives around here. So you'll meet him first." I nodded. Not really sure if I was ready to meet her friends or her type of people just yet.

By the end of the week everything was un packed. Our father had me and Marshall enrolled in schools, while Seb and him looked for jobs. I had one more year to finish. I had to take my A-Levels too. Some big British exam. I wasn't looking forward to it.

Our first Friday in our new home and I had myself locked in my room playing my guitar. Our father was downstairs un packing little things, Marshall was setting up everyone computers and Spencer was out on the town. While in the middle of playing my set someone started banging on my door.

"What?" I asked.

"It's Chloe. Come on, your coming out with me." She said.

I rolled my eyes and walked over to the door to unlock it. " Your father said that you had yourself locked up here. You need to come out. The outside world isn't such a horrible place." She said with a smile.

I looked at her with an unconvinced look. Chloe had long brown hair and green eyes. She was dressed in jean shorts with a gray tank top and flip-flops. I sighed and looked at myself. Still in my pajamas. "Change and lets go." Chloe said placing herself in my bed. I rolled my eyes but did as I was told.

Pulling on a pair of jeans with my beat up converse and a purple cami, we finally headed out. It was a cool July day with storm clouds in the sky.

"So what's going down for the day?" I asked her.

She smiled. "We're walking up to my friend Harry's house. It'll just be the three of us today. I'm sure."

After walking a little less then a block we finally reached a house, which looked just like mine. I waited on the sidewalk as Chloe ran up to get Harry. After a minute or so Chloe returned outside with a boy behind her. He was tall with black messy hair.

"Gabby this is Harry. Harry my cousin Gabby." Chloe introduced us.