(I have big hopes for this fan fiction. I want to write the last four novels of the harry potter series with my own character. Harry potter and almost all the characters inside my fan fiction belong to J.K. Rowling. Any and every comment/advice/idea is appreciated)
Enjoy :)

Auralia gazed at the train.
"Mama I miss France." Auralia gazed up at her mother, she was a beautiful woman. Well technically not a woman. Auralia's mother was a Veela. Auralia thought her circumstance of being part Veela was a blessing as well as a curse. Beauty is a double edged sword.
"My dear, i do too but ever since.." She broke off, sadness clouding her face. Auralia's father had died only a month ago from dragon pox.
"You sure you want to work at saint mungo's?" Auralia asked, she tried very hard to not let her accent show even with her mother. Shifting her luggage onto its wheels
"Yes of course." She smiled and flipped her jet black hair over her shoulder. "Now stop worrying about me, dear. Are you excited about your first day?"
"Not in the slightest mama. Back at Beauxbatons i at least had Fleur, I doubt there's anyone like me in Hogwarts." Auralia looked down at her feet. It was all so confusing, she was 14 years old so she would be in 4th year?
"Dear the train is boarding, now you must write to me all the time, alright?"
"Yes mama." Auralia smiled. She lifted up her luggage and climbed the steps onto the train. She could only wave for a moment because seconds later a group of giggling girls barged through.
Auralia sighed. She didn't know a soul on this train. How was she supposed to sit in a compartment with a group of people she didn't know. As she walked down the train looking for an empty compartment she could feel many eyes on her. She did not like the feeling. Finally when she was beginning to lose hope she saw an almost empty compartment.
"Umm, may I sit in here?" She asked tentatively.
The girl looked up. She had light blonde hair and a dreamy expression on her face.
"Of course. I have never seen you before, did you get on the wrong train? It's okay I have too." The dreamy expression did not fade while she talked.
"Umm no." Auralia managed a slight smile and took a seat opposite of the girl. "I just moved here from France." She combed a hand through her glossy black hair nervously.
"Ohhh," she nodded like she understood completely. "What house are you in?"
Auralia looked at the girl blankly.
"Umm I'm not sure what you mean. I'm a fourth year if that was what you were asking."
"No I was asking if you were a Ravenclaw like I am. I really hope so, you are really nice."
"I didn't know there were certain houses. We did it differently in Beauxbatons. Why do you think I'm nice?"
"Because you haven't called me looney." The girl said matter-of-factly.
"Why would I ever call you looney?" Auralia asked, taken aback.
"Well that's what most people call me. I don't care for the nickname."
"I'm sorry, what is your name then?"
"Luna. Luna Lovegood. What is yours?"
"Auralia Laurent."
"Aura Lee?"
"Haha, yes that is the pronunciation."
They spent most of the time talking about school and what to expect. Auralia really liked Luna. She seemed different, but in a good way.
Auralia looked out the window. It was dark
"Well we must be getting closer to the school, time to change into our robes." Auralia looked at her reflection in the glass. She had waist length curly black hair, silver moon like eyes, and golden freckles across her nose and cheeks. For a girl who was so beautiful she didn't like to look at herself.
"Luna?" Auralia looked away embarrassed of the question she was about to ask.
"Yes?"
"What happens if I'm not in Ravenclaw? Will we still talk?" Auralia truly enjoyed the company of this dreamy eyed girl.
"Of course!" Luna smiled kindly.
Soon after that conversation the train stopped and everyone tried to get off at once. It was quite confusing, all these strange new faces. It made her want to go back home in France.
A pearlescent animal ran towards her. Upon closer inspection Auralia realized it was a patronus in the shape of a cat. It stopped in front of her and spoke in a calm yet almost stern voice.
"Follow me." Auralia looked to Luna who shrugged.
"That's Professor McGonagall, you better listen. I'll find you in the great hall."
Auralia nodded and ran after the cat, her luggage rolling behind her. It led her to a small carriage which took her racing down the path. The carriage stopped and got out
Auralia approached the building and jogged towards it. There was a woman waiting on the front steps, she was obviously the woman who had called.
"We can do this two ways. You can be sorted with the first years in front of the school, or you go into the great hall and get sorted before the students get there. The headmaster wanted to give you this choice because of your situation."
"Thank you, may I please get sorted before the other students." The woman nodded and led the way into the school. It was different than her previous school but she liked it. All the paintings and suits of armor. It was calming.
The woman lead her into what Luna had called the great hall. She froze in the doorway. It was too much, she needed to go. She needed to go back to France.
The teacher had made it halfway across the room before realizing Auralia wasn't behind her. A kind smile spread across her face. She gestured for Auralia to come with her, and slowly she walked to the end of the gigantic room.
"Now sit on the stool and we will sort you before the rest of the school gets here." Auralia sat on the stool not quite understanding how she was to be sorted. Then all of a sudden something slide onto her head and almost over her eyes. It took her a moment to realize it was a large hat.
"Hmmm this will be harder to decide." Auralia jumped. She had not expected the hat to talk. "Seeing as you're not fully human could place a problem." Auralia blushed. It had always made her uncomfortable when people said that. Was it her fault she wasn't pure witch?
"Do whatever you think is best." She whispered.
"SLYTHERIN" it shouted so loud that Auralia almost fell off her stool.