Chapter 1The Cliqued Beginning

Gracie Turner stood silently on platform 9 ¾ , her tiny body twitching from fear and uneasiness. Right in front of her was the magnificent Hogwarts Express, hooting and ready to leave. Gracie was a muggle born, well that was what the people who came to inform her had said. A witch, with non-magical parents.

Her parents, Louis and Rosie Turner, had not taken the news well and considered her, for short, a freak.

Her father had gone berserk and locked her in the basement, not giving her food for days. But luckily, a man named Daniel Ring, who had come from the Ministry Of Magic, had a talk with her father and managed to pursue him.She had practically been thrown out of her own house and asked to never return again. Daniel had shrugged it off by saying that she could stay with him.

Daniel was a nervous looking man in his thirties; he always wore a tawny old robe and a strange pointy hat. His gray eyes were always twitching, and Gracie could tell that he had many phobias. He and Gracie had developed a daughter-father bond and he said he would be more than happy to have her over. He also had a wife, who he spoke quiet fondly about, apparently she was three years elder to him and also worked in the Ministry as a receptionist.

Daniel, or Dan for short, had carelessly left Gracie standing on platform 9 ¾, overlooking the fact that this was her first time in the wizarding world.

Gracie took in a deep breath and made her way inside the Hogwarts Express. It was of bright red color and the interiors were warm and welcoming. Gracie fidgeted around trying to find a compartment, but most of them were packed with students.Finally after searching for a long time, Gracie found a compartment that had three boys. One of them looked at her and smirked. Gracie smiled nervously before asking.

"Umm...Can I have a seat here, most of the train seems full...?"

The boys grinned before nodding slightly, Gracie smiled again, unaware of the three boys checking her out. She mumbled a thank you before sitting opposite a boy with platinum blond hair. "I'm Gracie, Gracie Turner." She said shyly as the boys continued smirking.

"I'm Lucius Malfoy, These two are, Crabbe and Goyle." He said referring to the other two boys.

"This must be your first year, I assume?" Lucius continued.

Gracie nodded, she was rather surprised, she hadn't expected people to be so, friendly.

After she had settled down Lucius spoke.

"Don't mind me asking, but Turner? I've never heard of any wizarding family by that name."

Gracie's smile dropped a little as she started playing with a strand of her thick brown hair.

"Well my parents aren't wizards, they are muggles..." she trailed off.

Lucius had reacted violently to the word muggle, he had got up with a start and grabbed Gracie's hand painfully before pushing her out of the compartment. Gracie landed harshly on the floor, bumping her head on the compartments door. Salty tears spilled from her eyes as Lucius Mafoy spat word of disgust at her.

"A mudblood? A filthy little mudblood had the nerve to even talk to me?!"

"How dare you, you pathetic filth! I'll make sure your hands get cut off for this!"

Gracie stared at the floor, tears trickling off her face. It seemed every one in the train had abandoned what they were doing and were pouring in from everywhere just to have a look at her. Gracie felt like a freak on display. Maybe her father was right, she didn't belong here, she was a freak!

"Now, Now Malfoy, a little to harsh on the lady, aren't we?"

Gracie looked up. There was a spark of hope in her eyes as she gaped at her savior. He looked no older than her, but he had a charm to everything he did. His glossy black hair fell gracefully on his handsome face, partially covering his deep gray eyes. He was dressed casually in a pair of baggy denim jeans and a loose white t-shirt. For a second Gracie was flattered, almost stunned.

Lucius smiled smugly and patted the boy on his back ,"Black, so good to see you again!" he said half-heartedly. Gracie's stomach lurched as her rising hope drowned again. The boy rolled his eyes, apparently not amused by Lucius.

"Seems rather different of you to go insulting girls, of course, not unless she has declared that she is another one of your children's mother" Black commented casually as Lucius just gave him a dry smile." This mudblood..." he said point at Gracie like she was trash," ...Dared to enter my compartment, and stand in front of me like an equal!"

"I'll have to go to school and take a bath, being so close to filth you know." Black said making a face. Lucius beamed, almost as if Black had said the most sensible thing in ages.

(A/N :I'm sick of using 'Black'!!)

"Ah, finally getting on the right track I see, Sirius" Lucius smirked.

Sirius just stared at him like he was mad. "I was referring to you, mate!" Sirius frowned sliding away from Lucius as fast as he could.

Sirius Black helped Gracie up quickly, grabbed her stuff and rushed out of there as fast as he could. Even he was not stupid enough to pick a fight with the fifth years. Gracie followed close behind him, not wanting to be left behind.

Gracie didn't know who he was or why he was helping her, all she knew was that she had to get away from Malfoy and his group. Sirius walked on before stopping in front of a compartment, "You can sit with us if want." He said. Gracie nodded not knowing what to expect. Sirius gave her a charming grin before opening the compartment door and disappearing inside. Gracie followed slowly. Inside, sat three more boys.

"Hey guys, look who is joining us." Sirius beamed.

All the boys looked at her and muttered a hey or a hello. Gracie smiled slightly before taking a seat next to a messy haired boy, right opposite Sirius.

"Hi there, I'm James, James Potter, I suppose you've heard of me?" He said loudly. Gracie glanced at Sirius nervously, she was afraid of letting them know that she was a mudblood.

"No..actualyy...I'm...I'm..a mudblood."

She whispered in a small voice. James frowned at her, along with almost everyone else in the compartment.

"You're a muggle born, mudblood is an insult, try not using it." Sirius said after a phase of silence.

"Is it...bad to be a mud..muggle born?" Gracie asked not sure of herself.

"Not at all!! " James replied,

"It is absolutely normal, I think. Anyway, stuck up losers who can't get enough of their pure bloods, use that term, just ignore it." He said making some funny hand movements that made Gracie laugh.

"Anyway, I'm Sirius Black, pleasure meeting you." Sirius said taking Gracie's hand and gently kissing it. Gracie blushed but covered it by commenting on it.

"The pleasure is all mines, as long as my hand is the only thing you kiss."
Sirius grinned as James cracked up.

"I'm Remus Lupin." A sick looking boy said smiling at her. Gracie noticed many scars and bruises on his arms and face. Gracie smiled at him, but couldn't help but wonder if he was physically abused.

"And that is Peter Pettigrew" James said point at a small watery eyed boy. He was rather plump with blue eyes and light blond hair (A/N: Someone please tell me what was Pettigrew's hair color!)

Gracie smiled, the heavy knot in her stomach had lifted, maybe Hogwarts wasn't going to be so bad after all.

"I'm Gracie Turner." She said a little more confidently.