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Hi! I'm Megan and this is my first fanfic, I hope you enjoy!

PROLOGUE

My name is Kathryn Valiant. I am eleven years old.

Today I was walking my little sister Louisa back from summer school. My mother signed us up to keep us busy. She was four years old and looks nothing like me.

Louisa had pin-straight red hair and grey-blue eyes. Freckles dotted her face and she had a fringe. She looked mature for her age but she was small. Really small. She was about as tall as my leg. It was kind of funny.

I on the other hand had wavy brown hair and hazel eyes. I was tall, but not very strong. My friends would often make fun of me because I didn't hit them back if they hit me. And when I did, they'd laugh and say that their hamster can punch harder than I can. And hamsters don't even punch people!

"Hows Erika?" I asked Louisa, who was oddly silent.

"She's good. Do you paint in class Katty?" She asked randomly.

"Um, no. Only sometimes, in art class. But I do more math and English."

"You already speak English!" My sister can be a bit... Forgetful. I had this comversation with her last week.

"Yes but we learn different ways of writing stories. And there's also math."

"I can do math!" Exactly like last week.

"I know you can Louisa."

She frowned and I pat her head.

I unlocked the house and went inside, and Louisa immediately dropped her backpack on the floor and went over to the TV. I rolled my eyes and went into the kitchen to make dinner.

My mother always came home late for work reasons and I was always the one making diner. My father had died a month before Louisa was born, and so every time she asked we'd tell her she never had a father and the man in all the pictures was my mother's best friend who lives in Canada. One day, we'll tell her the truth. She's too young to understand.

A letter slid through the slot.

"Louisa get the mail and hand it to me, please."

"Okay." She skipped over to the door and picked up the letter. "It's for you Katty."

"Bring it here."

She dropped in front of me, and I picked it up. "Thank you."

The letter was written in emerald-green ink on yellowish parchment, and there was no stamp.

Miss K. Valiant

The Third Room on the Right, Second Floor

12 Privet drive (Yes she lives near Harry)

Little Whinging

Surrey

I found the fact that they knew which room I was in creeped me out a bit but I opened it regardless.

HOGWARTS SCHOOL OF WITCHCRAFT AND WIZARDRY

Headmaster: Albus Dumbledore

(Order of Merlin, First Class, Grand Sorc., Chf. Warlock, Supreme Mugwump, International Confed. of Wizards)

Dear Miss Valiant,

We are pleased to inform you that you have a place at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Please find enclosed a list of all necessary books and equipment.

Term begins on 1 September. We await your owl by no later than 31 July.

Yours sincerely,

Minerva McGonagall

Deputy Headmistress

WHAT?! I'M A WITCH?!

XxTimeSkipxX

As my mother read the letter, she placed a hand over her heart. "You're just like your father."

"Huh?"

"He was a Wizard. He went to this school when he was a kid. Now we better owl Minerva before it's too late. I'll teach you everything. I won't know as much as your father but I know enough to get you started."

My mother went into the forbidden room in the cellar, which held a large trunk, an owl in a cage, and a wand.

"Ivywing here has been waiting eleven years to deliver a letter. Here, girl." My mother handed her the letter and he hooted happily. My mother opened the window and we watched her fly off.

"You see, dear, I'm a squib. I can see magic but I can't do it. I used to help in the Hogwarts kitchens but then went to a muggle workplace when you were born. Then i married your father. And then... He died."

I pat my mother's back. "I understand now. Was the woman that killed him, Elizabeth Halfheart, a witch?"

"A death eater. A huge supporter of... Of..." My mother looked troubled.

"Of who?"

"Now you must understand, Kathryn, that this wizard was terrible. One of the worst in history."

"I understand."

"His name is almost never spoken, but those who fought him, like your father, do not fear the name, like many others. His name is... Voldemort."

"Is he still alive?"

"There is almost nothing left. He was destroyed by a baby nine years ago."

"A baby?" I repeated, surprised.

"Harry Potter. He is the only one that survived the killing curse, and somehow that destroyed... Voldemort. But from now on call him You-Know-Who."

I nodded. "Let's go back upstairs. I can hear Louisa getting restless."

XxTimeSkipxX

"I want to go to Hogwarts!" Louisa complained.

"I'll see you at Christmas Louisa. And besides, you'll be going when you're eleven."

"But I want to go with you now!"

Toddlers. Honestly.

"You can't. Anyways, maybe you and I won't like Hogwarts. Erika would be sad if you left, right? And remember, my secret is your secret. You tell nobody. Otherwise you might be arrested. Got it?"

I think I scared her, but she nodded. I gave her a hug before running at the wall. I closed my eyes and I went right through it.

When I opened my eyes I saw a huge scarlet train labeled 'Hogwarts Express'.

I smiled when something slammed into me from behind.

I gasped as someone's cart literally flew over my head and someone landed on top of me.

I stared up at a boy my age, with red hair and electric blue eyes.

"Get off me." I said.

"Sorry!" The boy turned slightly red and got off of me.

"No problem. I was being an idiot, standing in front of the doorway."

"Yeah, you were." He smirked.

"Hey!"

"Fred, stop flirting with her. We need to get on the train."

"I'm not flirting!" He glared at... Another one of him. There was two of them. I blinked.

"What...?"

"I'm George Weasley." The redhead that didn't fall on me said. "And this is Fred."

Twins. Right. Wow I'm being stupid today.

"Pleased to meet you. I'm Kathryn Valiant."

I shook each of their hands.

"Let's get on the train now. We're late already." Fred said.

"First you should pick up all of that." I pointed to his fallen cart, his things scattering the floor.

XxTimeSkipxX

"George Weasley!" McGonagall called, and George made his way up to the stool.

"Gryffindor!" The hat shouted as soon as it touched his head. Our table cheered.

"Fred Weasley!"

"Gryffindor!"

"Cedric Diggory!"

"Hufflepuff!"

"Samantha Collins!"

It took longer for the hat to decide her place. "Ravenclaw!"

"Marcus Flint!"

"Slytherin!"

"Kathryn Valiant!"

Nervously, I made my way up to the hat.

"Hmm... Ah, yes... Edward Valiant's daughter... He was a brave man. Yet he was intelligent, and kind as well. Just like you. If you want to follow his footsteps, I better put you in GRYFFINDOR!"

I sighed in relief and hurried over to sit beside Fred.

"Welcome to Gryffindor." Another redhead, possibly another Weasley, said. "I'm Percy Weasley."

So I was correct. "Kathryn Valiant."

Angelina Johnson, Alicia Spinnet, and Lee Jordan were the last ones to join our table before we began our feast.

It all just appeared on the table, and I suddenly realized how hungry I was. Just as I was about to pick up a piece if chicken a ghost popped up through the table. I squeaked and jumped back, dropping the chicken.

"Hello! Who are you? Welcome to Gryffindor!"

"That's Nearly Headless Nick. Gryffindor ghost." Fred whispered.

Nick glared at Fred. "I prefer Sir Nicholas, if you don't mind. Enjoy your feast."

"I'm guessing he's a bit sensitive?" Alicia asked no one in particular. I shrugged, and continued to eat.

So there's the Prologue! Next chapter will take place in Goblet of Fire, at the Quidditch World Cup. As I said this was just the Prologue.

Sorry if Chapter One takes forever to put up. I'm really busy.

-Megan