A/N So I'm attempting to do a Drabble challenge purely for fun and this story will be made up of different drabbles in different chapters. For this chapter I will be using my original character Tansy Burns, who I made up the other day and am rather proud of, and she will be paired with Fred Weasley.

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September 1st 1991

Anastasia Burns was usually the confident comedienne, but somehow on the first day, all the humour had disappeared. She had nothing in particular to fear, except for the obvious problem of who on earth she was going to make friends with. Not to mention sitting, quaking with fear, in front of the whole school whilst an old hat whispered creepily into your ear, telling you things about yourself that even you didn't know. Having a witch as a mother had its perks, Anastasia thought to herself, as Marilla Burns had told her what to expect at the magical school.

A few other small, scrawny First-Years were staring at her. Oh no! Had she been talking aloud again? Anastasia tried to smooth her face out into a carefully calm and unbothered expression. Being cool was not easy.

Ah, everyone was getting on the trains now. Luckily, a beefy man with a walrus moustache was helping the smaller kids with their heavy trunks. Anastasia dragged hers behind her shamefully. Marilla was at work in the Ministry, doing a tedious job involving the law. She always switched off the moment her law-abiding, peace-loving mother opened the door and began ranting about rude people, especially her boss. Her dad was divorced from her mum, and although he was a powerful wizard in his own right, he had buggered off to some quiet wizarding village to 'practise the arts'.

Anastasia handed her trunk to the beefy walrus man, and then did something completely mortifying. Just as she placed her foot carefully on the step, she lost her balance and stumbled. Someone giggled behind her. Usually, Anastasia would have a witty remark but she scrambled into the empty compartment, her face red.

Peace at last! For the first time, Anastasia felt she understood her mother's obsession with peace. The platform was so noisy and crowded. She didn't feel like she really fit in there at all, with any of the groups of people.

Perhaps she was going to be lucky enough to stay by herself the whole journey, perhaps with one person joining her. Obviously they had to be similar to her, and if they were a guy, really hot. Maybe with David Beckham's smile, or Chris Hemsworth's eyes. Muggle guys were so hot. Anastasia thanked her lucky stars that her mother was interested in the Muggle world (too interested maybe?)

Disaster! Two very loud boys were opening up the compartment door and sitting down. Anastasia attempted once again to look cool, and perhaps a little bit smouldering. She tried squinting her eyes, and then decided that she probably looked like she needed glasses – urgently – as opposed to looking seductive like Megan Fox or Mila Kunis.

"Hi," said one of them. "I'm Fred."

"And I'm George. Can we sit here?" the other one asked. They were twins, both with mischievous grins and flaming red hair.

"Yep," Anastasia said, not quite trusting herself with full sentences just yet. They pushed their trunks up onto the rails with ease, then sat down opposite her.

"Are you a First Year?" Anastasia nodded mutely.

"What's your name?"

"Urm…" Oh Merlin! Anastasia sounded so lame! She cursed her dear, sweet parents for giving her such a ridiculous name. Perhaps she could give herself a new name… Yes! That was it!

"Tansy," she said firmly. "I'm Tansy Burns."

"Nice to meet you Tansy," Fred said, shaking her hand formally. George did the same.

Tansy smiled. Hogwarts could be her new start. In fact this was her new start, right here in a train compartment. Goodbye Anastasia and hello Tansy!