Hey everyone! So this is my first multi chapter fanfiction, so please be nice, but I will also accept constructive critisism!
So please review! if you R&R this story, I will read a story of yours and review it as well! So its a win-win situation!

Distclaimer: I sadly do not own Harry Potter, Ron Weasley, Hermione Granger, Fred Weasley, George Weasley, Hedwig, Hagrid, Voldemort, Dumbledore, Ginny Weasely or any other of the fabulous characters J.K. Rowling created. if i did i would be rich and famous and not writing this story cause I would be a real author!
I also would have let Fred live. That was just creul and unnessasary. Sorry fir the spoiler any of you that havent read the seven book yet, but it's been out for like four years now so thats not my fault!

Chapter One

I was running. I don't know why or who I was running from, but I knew whatever it was wanted me. Most likely dead.

I was in a forest, dense with trees and bushes. It looked an awful like the forest behind my house, but there was something about it that was different. The trees were the same, but this forest was much to dark to be the forest I grew up in. I played out in that forest every day, and it always had the sun leaking through the trees, keeping me from getting scared. This forest, on the other hand, didn't let a single ray of sunlight through.

I could hear the crunching of leaves behind me speeding up, getting closer and closer to me. I was running out of breath, barley able to move anymore. How long had this chase been going on?

Much to long in my opinion. But I couldn't give up. I keep moving my feet as fast as I could, not caring how much noise I was making along the way. I just wanted to get away, and fast.

I ran for what seemed like hours, but was probably only a few seconds, before I reached it.

My tree house.

How was this my tree house? I'm almost positive I am not in the same forest as I practically grew up in. It didn't look or feel right.

What could I do now? I was trapped. All the trees around here are so close together that there is no way for me to escape.

I came to a stop, expecting to be engulfed by whatever had been chasing me. When nothing happened, I looked behind me, and saw the last thing I expected.

I don't know how I knew it was him, but something was tugging at my heart, telling me that my suspicions were true.

It was my dad.

I woke up from that nightmare, drenched in sweat. These dreams had become quite frequent lately, all leading up to my first day of Hogwarts.

Wait? That's today? How had I forgotten?

I scrambled out of my bed and looked around my untidy room. There were clothes scattered all over the room from me trying to pack yesterday. I was unsuccessful, as you can tell. Near my closet, lay an empty trunk that is supposed to accompany me to Hogwarts in just a few mere…

27 minutes. The train leaves at exactly eleven o'clock, and it was now 10:33.

Lovely.

I started shoving all the clothes in sight into my trunk, along with all of the books I would need for my first year at Hogwarts. I finished my packing at 10:37, and then ran down the stairs.

"MUM!" I yelled. I waited for a few seconds before she came out of her room, looking like she had just woken up. She probably had.

"What?" she asked sleepily. "Why are you already up?"

"Its September first, Mum. Remember?"

She whispered something under her breath that I didn't catch, and then said, "Ok, I'll be ready in just a few minutes, make me a cup of tea, please?"

"Sure," I replied, and then walked into the kitchen to start making the tea, some for her and some for me. Ten minutes later, the tea was done, and Mum and I were on our way to Kings cross station. We both had out tea in our hands, and then we disapparated.

Note to self, never apparate with liquids in your hand. It spills all over you.

So now not only was I running late, but also soaking wet.

People entering the station were looking at us like we were insane, which I can't really disagree with them. Just saying.

Mum whispered something under her breath again. "Honey, I just remembered. I have to be at a meeting in 15 minutes. I need to go clean up before heading to the Ministry. Do you think you will be fine without me?"

I looked at her and rolled my eyes. Mum always forgot everything. "I guess. But what am I supposed to do about this?" I asked, "I'm totally soaked."

"You can go change on the train, but hurry, you only have five minutes to get on!"

"Fine, Mum" I said, still sounding all but pleased.

"Love you," she said giving me a wet hug. "I'll see you at Christmas." She released me from her hug and then walked out of sight.

I started walking down the rows, looking for platform 9¾, receiving more and more strange looks, especially since I was carrying an owl and an oversized trunk behind me.

When I reached Platform 9 ¾, it took forever to be able to get through because everyone had to stop and look at the soaking wet girl. I just stood there awkwardly, waiting for people to stop looking at me. Finally, after what seemed like forever later, no one was watching, and I was able to walk through the wall and onto Platform 9 ¾.

What I saw then was amazing. There was a huge train that stretched so far I couldn't see where it ended. Many families were saying their goodbyes before the children made their way onto the train. I walked by them all, wishing my mother could have been here to really say goodbye to me, and hopped onto the train. I headed straight for the bathroom, hoping no one would see me like this.

That really is to much to ask isn't it? All the students were looking at me weird and laughing and pointing. I pushed past them all and walked into the bathroom.

When I entered, there was a girl crying over a sink. She looked about my age and had dark red hair that went a few inches past her shoulders. I was just about to ask her if she was ok when I saw her arm. It was dripping blood.

"What happened?" I asked instead. The girl looked up at me and wiped a tear away from her face and was about to answer, when the train whistled and started to gather speed.

She seemed even more upset after that. "What happened?" I asked again, trying to sound as patient as I could, even though I was dying to know what happened to her.

"Alec….he…he shoved me right after he got on the train and I fell and cut my arm. He… he just laughed at me and walked away."

"Lets go find a prefect. I'm sure they will be able to clean you up." I said, totally forgetting about how wet I was and walked out the door, with the girl closely following. The two of us walked in silence, the girl, trying to keep her arm level, so it wouldn't bleed so much. Luckily, we found my cousin, Xavier, sitting in the Prefect's compartment he offered to help clean her up. We found an empty compartment and settled down there, and Xavier started checking out the girl's arm, after he rolled up the sleeves of her Hogwarts robe. Why was she wearing that anyways? Most students waited until we were almost at to school before changing, so their robes wouldn't get dirty or ruined.

"This is a pretty deep cut," he noted, and then he took out his wand and was about to cast a healing charm, when some knucklehead decided to walk in.

"What do you think you are doing to my cousin?" he practically yelled. "You trying to kill her? Hmm?"

"What? You think he is trying to kill her? Really? He is trying to heal her. Some jerk…what's his name again?" I asked the girl.

"Alec."

"Alec, yes. He shoved her over, and she got this huge cut on her arm. My cousin, Head Boy, is only trying to help her, but if you want him to stop, he can." I retorted.

"God, no need to be so rude." He replied. What a hypocrite.

"Guys can you please stop fighting and just get my arm fixed?" the girl asked.

"Oh, yeah, sorry Rose," he boy replied, swishing his black hair out of his face, revealing his green eyes.

"Thank you," Xavier said sounding and looking relieved to finally be allowed to heal Rose's arm, and then he muttered a spell, and Rose's arm started healing itself. It was the craziest thing I had ever seen in my life, also the coolest, though, I have to admit.

"Whoa," I heard the boy mutter, staring at Rose's arm in awe.

"Not that I don't enjoy all of your company, but I need to go to a meeting soon, so, if you will excuse me…" Xavier stated, while standing up. "Tell me if your arm causes you any trouble, ok?" he asked Rose. She nodded at him gratefully, "I'll see you around, Cam, and you might want to go change." he added, walking into the hall.

I groaned remembering that I was still soaking wet, and told Rose and her cousin I would be back in a few minutes, and went to go fetch my trunk which was waiting out by the bathroom. I quickly entered the bathroom, and changed into a pair of black shorts and a white and green striped tank top. Then I headed back to the compartment

The boy who had freaked out about Rose's arm was now looking calmer than before, and was sitting across from Rose, and then I took my spot next to Rose.

"I think we need to officially introduce each other," I decided after a few silent moments. "I am Cambry Zealot, and I hate homework."

"Rose Weasley, and I love homework." Rose stated. I looked at her like she was crazy. How could anyone like homework? She was probably thinking the exact opposite of what I was thinking. I turned to look at Rose's cousin, waiting for him to introduce himself.

"Albus Potter, and I have to agree with you on the whole hating homework thing." The boy stated, looking at me. Then I noticed his shirt, it was of the Holly Head Harpies.

"You like Quidditch?" I asked him.

"Yeah I love it! Best sport ever invented if you ask me. I don't know what I would do without it." He said, sounding really excited. "How about you?"

"I love it to! I'm planning on trying out for the team, whatever house I get into."

Then I turned to Rose and was about to ask her something, but Albus got to it first. "Do not interrupt her when she is reading. She will legitimately kill you." I hadn't even realized she was reading a book.

"Got it. So, I was going to ask her this, but I can ask you too. What house do you think you will be in?"

"I have a feeling I will be in Slytherin. That's what my brother says I'll be in. But I do not want to be in that house. At all." He replied, starting to go pale. " I really want to be in Gryffindor, what about you?"

"I think I will be in Ravenclaw, the whole family has been in it for centuries, well except for dad, he was in Slytherin, but I don't know him. I kind of hope I will be in Gryffindor as well, Ravenclaw seems so strict and I personally do not think that I am smart enough to be in that house."

Albus laughed at that. "I think Rose will be in Ravenclaw. All she did all summer was read her school books and take notes on them." Albus said, sounding disgusted. I couldn't really disagree with that, either. Who would spend the last summer before going to school taking notes on stuff you will be learning during the school year? It just doesn't make sense.

"Yeah, only a Ravenclaw would do that," I added, laughing.

"I can hear you, you know." Rose said looking up from her book. I stopped laughing as soon as I could and then looked back at Albus, who looked as if he were about to explode with laughter.

We continued talking about whatever came up. Mostly Quiditch and wondering how much school work we would have this year. We both hoped it wouldn't be to bad. I heard it got really hard to keep up with homework in later years an I just hoped the teachers would go easy on us first years.

A few hours later, some jerk decided to join us, and I had a feeling it was Alec. I didn't particularly want to meet him, but I knew it was coming.

"Having fun?" he asked us, seeming to be looking directly at me.

"Shove off, Alec." Albus said, looking very irritated by Alec's presence.

"Oh yeah? And what if I don't?" Alec said challengingly.

"Do we really have to go there?" I said standing up and facing the boy. Something looked strangely familiar about him, but I couldn't quite put my finger on it.

"Cambry, deary, I don't believe you are really involved in this conversation," Alec stated, sounding like he was mocking me.

"Well, considering that you know my name, and you were the one who decided to join us, I do believe I have the right to get involved in this 'conversation'," I replied in the same tone of voice, and putting air quotes around 'conversation'.

"Wow, you really are as stubborn as Dad said you were." That statement got me caught off guard. How did his dad know who I was?

"What are you talking about?" I demanded. I wanted answers and I wanted them now.

"Oh nothing, I was just talking to myself." He replied in that same mocking tone. He was trying to get me in trouble and I could tell.

To bad his plan was working.

"HOW DOES YOUR DAD KNOW ME!" I yelled pinning him up against the door.

He chuckled. CHUCKLED! Here I was yelling my head off at him, and he was laughing.

"Not gunna tell you. That would be a bad idea," he replied, pushing down to the ground.

"What do you think your doing, Zealot?" Ablus yelled at him.

Wait, Zealot? How come Alec had the same last name as me? This situation was getting stranger and stranger every second.

"What do I think I'm doing? I think you should be asking Cambry hear that question. She's the one that pinned me up against the wall, all I was trying to do was defend myself," he said innocently.

"Yeah, just like you were trying to defend yourself when you shoved me to the ground, right?" Rose said, setting her book down, and looking at Alec in the eyes with a smirk on her face.

"That's different." Alec said shortly.

"Oh yeah, how? Please, do tell." Rose said, now mocking him. She looked very pleased with herself, getting revenge on the guy she hated most in the world.

Instead of replying, Alec decided to step on my ankle with as much force as he could summon, and left the compartment, laughing.

"Ahhh!" I yelled, grabbing my ankle. It looked all bent out of shape and was starting to bleed. Albus bent down to look at it.

"What a jerk. I should have seen that one coming. Come on lets go get your cousin."

"No, he'll be busy instructing the new prefects. Rose, can you grab a shirt from my trunk. I'll use that to wrap it up for now."

Rose stood up and grabbed my trunk from the top shelf and got an old shirt that I brought for some odd reason with me and handed it to Albus, who started wrapping up my ankle.

"Thanks," I said as he did the final tie, and then helped me get back into a seat. Then he sat down next to me, and Rose sat down opposite me, looking guilty.

"What's wrong Rose?" I asked her.

"It's my fault that happened," she said, looking at my ankle. "that wouldn't have happened if I hadn't got all cocky. Sorry."

"Rose, it's fine, it probably would have happened anyways, he seems to not have a problem with causing other people pain." I replied, trying to make her feel better.

I actually wasn't mad at her at all. I wasn't one of those people who say things are fine when they really aren't.

Rose didn't reply, and went back to reading her book. I looked at Albus questioningly, but he just shrugged. I rolled my eyes at him and then looked out the window.

"Albus, look! Its Hogsmeade! We're almost here!" I practically shouted.

"Wait, what? Rose said jumping up from her seat. She ran over to the window to look. "Oh, my gosh! It is! Guys, you have to get changed! GO!" Rose yelled and then she grabbed my trunk again and rummaged through it, looking for my robes and then handed them to me. "Albus, go change in the bathroom."

"Fine, miss bossy." Albus said, getting up and grabbing his robes from his trunk. He walked out of the compartment and then Rose closed the curtain and helped me change, since it was difficult for me to even stand without falling over.

Albus came back a few minutes later, and knocked, making sure I was done changing and then took his seat next to me again, just as the train started slowing down.

Rose was bouncing up and down with anticipation by the time students were allowed to get off the train. Albus and I were having a hard time keeping track of her in the mess of people trying to find carriages to board to the school.

We finally found her by the Black Lake, the one we would have to cross by boat, as my cousin had told me. The thought of that made me feel slightly nauseous. I hated water with all my might, ever since I nearly drowned back when I was three years old.

"You alright?" Albus asked me after Hagrid informed us to board the boats.

"Hate water," I explained, cautiously sitting down in the boat.

"You'll be fine. I heard they have the boats charmed so you can't fall out of them, so they are completely save and have nothing to worry about. Plus, if you do fall in, I am an excellent swimmer and I can most likely save you."

"What do you mean, most likely?"

"Relax. You'll be fine." Albus sat down next to me and Rose was in the boat shortly after, followed by a boy with very blonde hair.

Rose seemed to tense up when she saw him, as if she knew him from somewhere else. I knew that feeling.

She refused to look at the boy, and didn't talk the whole way there. I wasn't quite sure if she was just getting nervous about the sorting, or if she just didn't want to talk around the new boy.

I had to admit, I was feeling pretty nervous myself. I didn't want to be separated from my friends.

The blonde boy looked fairly nervous himself, plus he was on a boat with three people he didn't even know. I felt really bad for him, knowing how he felt, since I was always the weird girl when I went to muggle school.

"Hey, I'm Cambry Zealot. It's nice to meat you," I said, holding out my hand for him to shake.

"Scorpius Malfoy," he said taking my hand.

"I'm Albus Potter," Al piped up,

"Rose Weasley," Rose muttered barley loud enough for me to hear, and I was sitting right next to her.

"Sorry didn't catch that," Scorpius said, looking at her.

"Rose Weasley," she stated a little bit louder than before. She looked like she would rather be reading a book than being here.

I saw Albus roll his eyes at her and open his mouth as if to mock her, but before he could I kicked him in the shin.

"God! Cam what was that for?" he asked.

"What was what for?" I asked innocently, smiling at him.

"Oh shut up," He muttered, rolling his eyes at me this time.

"You two sound like an old married couple." Scorpious commented, smirking at us.

Albus blushed at this, and I decided not to push the subject. Instead I watched Hogwarts school of Witchcraft and Wizardry draw closer and closer to us. It was almost time to be sorted!