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"This shirt smells like blood and feces."-Tom

"So it's your dad's shirt?"-Mark

Harry, Ron, and Hermione were walking up to platform 9¾ on the morning of September 1st. They were all very excited and nervous to start their sixth year of Hogwarts. How they all survived the past six years was mind- boggling. They boarded the train and looked at one another. "So, er, Harry, how are you?" Hermione asked breaking the ice as they walked through the brick wall to get to the platform. None of them really talked too much this morning mainly due to Harry's bad mood. After losing Sirius in June, it meant losing the closest thing he ever had to a father or a family. Harry had been staying at Ron's place since the middle of July and Hermione joined them in the beginning of August. They pretty much spent the summer comparing their O.W.L. test scores, catching up, talking about the previous school year, what sort of creature they could find this year to teach them Defense Against the Dark Arts. But the trip back to Hogwarts only brought back the painful memories he had neglected to think about throughout most of the summer.

"I'm fine. Come on, let's go find a seat."

"Er, Harry, Hermione and I have to go and meet up with the new Head Boy and Girl. Remember, we're prefects." Ron said pointing to the train.

"Oh yeah." He said coldly. "See you guys later."

"Oh well, bye then." Hermione said rather nervously and walked off with Ron. The boarded the train and looked at each other. "Did you see the look on his face when we got here? He looked like he was never going to be happy again!"

"Hermione, it's just something he has to deal with. That's all." Said Ron briskly.

"Ron, he's had months to deal with it and he's not getting any better!" She shouted at him. She calmed herself down and looked Ron in the eye. "I'm really worried about him. He's not right. It's unhealthy for him to be loathing like this all of the time. I think he might do something drastic." Tears started to fill her eyes and Ron put a comforting arm around her.

"Come on. He's not going to do anything stupid." He said trying to move along. The two found the Head Boy and Head Girl with the rest of the prefects and joined them. Meanwhile Harry still didn't board the train. He was looking over at a girl who looked about his age. A girl he had never seen before. She had dark ravenous hair the exceeded three inches or so past her shoulders giving her a very seductive look. She had rather pouty lips that only added to her beauty. Everything about her seemed dark and mysterious, but not evil. No there was no way this woman could have an evil bone in her body. She seemed different from the other girls at Hogwarts. She was special. She was hugging an older looking woman, probably her mother Harry thought, and headed toward the train. Oh no, Harry thought, she's heading for me. The dark haired girl came straight up to Harry.

"Is this the platform to get to Hogwarts?" She asked. Harry was right she was not like the other girls. She was American. She had a type of American accent that he had heard in gang movies about the mafia. There was also something rather peculiar about her. Knowing that he had never met this girl, she did not gawk at his forehead like every other witch or wizard he had met.

"Yeah. Are you new here?" Harry was now feeling more nervous than ever. He was not very good when it came to the opposite sex.

"Yeah, I'm starting in my sixth year. I'm Sabrina. I just moved here from New York. Who are you?"

"Harry Potter." He said staring into her hazel eyes. New York, of course! Her accent wasn't as thick as he had heard in American movies but she certainly didn't have an accent from anywhere else.

"Um, since I really don't know anyone yet, being it my first day, can you show me around?" She asked looking nervous for the first time throughout their short meeting.

"Sure. It'd be my pleasure. Come on. Let's go on the train. Here, I'll take your trunk." He said starting to drag it along.

"Do you mind if I do it?" She asked looking a bit uncomfortable. "Not to be rude or anything but where I come from strangers don't normally agree to hoist their stuff unless something's in it for them. It's just a natural thing you learn to live with."

"Sure I guess." He said not knowing quite what to say. They boarded the train together and found a compartment for themselves. At first he hoped to run into some people he knew so he could introduce Sabrina to some people but when they started talking more, he felt rather pleased that it was just the two of them. They both sat down and Harry looked at Sabrina. There had been something bothering him since he introduced himself. "You know, you're not like most people." He said genuinely.

"Is that a good thing or a bad thing?" Questioned Sabrina.

"It's a good thing. Usually everyone stares at my scar and goes nuts over me and treats me like god."

"Why would they do that? It's just a scar shaped like a lightning bolt." She said bluntly. Harry looked at her. He couldn't believe what he was hearing. "I am supposed to go nuts over it or something?"

"No, it's just.you've never heard of Voldemort have you?"

"No. Who's Voldemort?" She asked not afraid to say his name. Harry looked at her stunned.

"He was the most fierce dark wizard of all time. Doesn't ring a bell?" Said Harry wondering if somebody had put a memory charm on her.

"No. In the states we have our own dark wizards to worry about." She said. "What was so special about this Voldemort guy?"

"He killed everyone that stood in his way! He didn't care who he killed as long as he got power. Up until 15 years ago he was everyone's biggest threat! Most wizards still can't even say his name."

"Okay put if this guy is as bad as you said he is why isn't he reeking havoc right now?" Said Sabrina looking confused.

"Because of me." He said looking down. He told her everything from the beginning. He talked about how he had killed his parents and how the spell backfired. He wasn't sure if he wanted to talk about how his parent's friend betrayed them but when the time came that he could mention it, he felt so comfortable around her that he didn't mind saying. He didn't go on to all of his adventures because it was better if she just found out a little at a time. By the end of the conversation Sabrina looked at him with her jaw almost hitting the ground.

"Wow." She was at a lost for words. "Oh my god. No wonder you were surprised when I didn't say anything to you about it."

"Yeah but I hate when they do it. It's so annoying. Most of the Slytherins at school think I enjoy the attention but everyone else knows I don't."

"The slither-what?" She asked looking at him as if he had three arms. Just then, Ron and Hermione opened the door to the compartment and walked in. "Hi Harry." Ron began. He looked over at Sabrina. "Hi, er, I don't know your name." Said Ron with a bit of embarrassment.

"It's okay. I'm Sabrina. I'm new here from the states."

"I'm Ron and this is Hermione." Ron said blushing at her. Hermione waved.

"We're friends with Harry." She said diligently taking a seat next to her. "So where in the states are you from?"

"New York." She said. Hermione gawked at her.

"Really?! I've read about the magic there and it's absolutely fascinating. What school did you go to?"

"The East Coast Academy of Magic." She said. Hermione, once again, looked fascinated. Ron and Harry looked at one another and rolled their eyes.

"Wow! I heard about that place. Since it's in Manhattan, where did they hide it?"

"Hid it?" She questioned. "They don't need to hid it really. There are so many weird places there it just blends in. All of the muggles think that we're all just a part of a weird cult. Most of them are used to us. We can pretty much walk around in our robes on the streets if we want." Like Harry, Hermione became fast friends with Sabrina. They chatted about different things like the history of wizards in America. Ron looked at Harry once again.

"Could Hermione bring up a more boring topic?" He said. Harry laughed but unfortunately Hermione and Sabrina heard Ron's comment and Hermione looked annoyed.

"Sorry, but I've actually found someone that doesn't always talk about Quidditch." She said angry.

"You have Quidditch here?" Asked Sabrina excitedly. "I love Quidditch! We couldn't play in the city because there wasn't enough room but my mom took me to some games upstate."

"Harry and Ron are on the Quidditch team at school." Hermione said. Sabrina looked at them. "Ron's keeper and Harry's seeker."

"I was seeker. Not anymore." He said with disappointment. Sabrina looked sympathetically at Harry.

"Aw what happened?"

"This real big," Harry said something that made Hermione yell at him, Sabrina laughed, "kicked me off the time because she hated me and thought I was telling her lies all year."

"Were you?" She asked with a cocked eyebrow.

"No. That woman was nuts. She took away everything I loved at Hogwarts. Thank god Hermione and I got her trampled by centaurs." He said with a smile.

"What?" She asked with a laugh. She looked at Hermione and she nodded her head. "That's it. I gotta hang out with you guys from now on. I love getting into mischief."

"That's good because for the past five years we have been getting ourselves into more dangerous situations than anyone at this school! And it's all thanks to our dear friend Harry." Ron said patting his friend on the back. Harry smiled nervously at Sabrina and she smiled back. What a wonderful smile, he thought. "So do you know what house you're going to be in at Hogwarts Sabrina?"

"No, the letter said I find out when I get there."

"I hope you're in Gryffindor with us. I really need another girl to hang around with." Said Hermione. Sabrina smiled.

"What are these houses?" She asked looking at them.

"There's four houses: Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw, and Slytherin. You go to Hufflepuff if you're loyal, Ravenclaw if you're smart, Gryffindor if you're brave, and Slytherin if you're a slimy git or a prat." Ron said.

"Ron!" She said alarmingly. "That's not what you need to be in Slytherin."

"You're right, you have to be a Death Eater in training." Harry said correcting her. Sabrina let out a small laugh.

"Well I guess you're right considering Voldemort was the heir of Slytherin." Hermione said. Ron flinched at his name. "Oh grow up Ron."

"Sabrina didn't know who Voldemort was. I had to explain everything to her." Said Harry. Ron flinched again.

"Why are people so afraid to say his name. Voldemort, Voldemort, Voldemort! See? It's not so bad." She said. Ron was holding his hears and was saying shut up, shut up, shut up, shut up over and over again. Sabrina starting laughing hysterically and so did everyone else with them.

"You guys suck." Ron said finally and crossed his arms. "I hate you all."

"We love you too." Sabrina said winking at him. Harry looked at Hermione and they began to laugh. They were so happy to have found someone that fit so perfectly into their little group. Harry was among the happiest. He just hoped to god that she wouldn't be in Slytherin when they got to Hogwarts. Just then, Malfoy, Crabbe, and Goyle opened the door to their corridor. Hermione and Harry stopped laughing.

"Well, well, well what do we have here?" Draco said looking at Sabrina.

"What are you doing here Malfoy?" Harry asked. Malfoy smirked.

"Fulfilling my duties as prefect Potter. I'm sorry to have been so rude." He said once again looking at Sabrina. "I'm Draco Malfoy and these are my friends Crabbe and Goyle. And who are you?"

"Sabrina Constantine."

"Pleased to meet your acquaintance." He said reaching her hand and kissing it. Harry, Ron, and Hermione looked at each other. Harry had a feeling in his gut as if someone had just knocked the wind out of him. To Harry's delight, Sabrina took her hand back quickly and looked at Malfoy with disgust.

"Yeah, okay." She said annoyingly.

"Surely you must be a Slytherin. No other girl in any of the houses has such a beauty like yours." Malfoy said trying to be suave and Sabrina was not falling for it.

"Hey what's with your hair?" Said Sabrina to Malfoy. He looked slightly worried.

"What's wrong with it?" "You look like a matticon." Everyone in the compartment, including Malfoy, Crabbe, and Goyle, looked at each other. No one knew what it meant. It must be some word that they use over where she comes from, Harry thought even though it didn't even seem like an American word.

"What's a matticon?" Ron asked her.

"It's a slang word in Spanish." She said just as she said the meaning. Harry, Hermione, and Ron burst into laughter. Malfoy and his cronies stood there. Malfoy was more annoyed than before and it was quite obvious to everyone else.

"Filthy American. I bet you're a Mudblood too."

"Nope. Pureblooded, not that it matters or anything. Any man that prides himself on something as stupid as how long of a pure magic background he has is obviously compensating for something else that he can't pride himself on." She said matter-of-factly. Once again all of the Gryffindors laughed as all of the Slytherins stood there.

"You should really choose your friends more carefully Constantine. Becoming one of Potters little friends is like asking for a death wish. But you've already experienced that multiple times haven't you Potter? Come on lets go." Said Malfoy with a sneer then shutting the door. Hermione and Ron began laughing almost as hard as before.

"Sabrina that was great!" Ron said with a huge grin. "We haven't even been able to embarrass him like that and we've been trying for years! Wasn't that great Harry?"

"Yeah sure." He said looking down. Hermione looked at Ron giving him that "I told you so" look. Sabrina looked down at Harry.

"Harry, are you alright?" He looked up at the sound of her voice. She was looking worried and a little confused.

"Yeah, I'm fine." He said trying to smile. "That really was great what you said to him. Couldn't have said it better myself."

"Thanks. What's wrong with that kid?"

"He's a bastard. And why did he kiss your hand?" Ron asked.

"I don't know but if that slimy bastard touches me again I'm kicking his ass." Said Sabrina in her New York accent. Ron laughed and Hermione shook her head. Harry smiled at the thought. She's one of us, he thought. And he was glad to have her.