I do not own Harry Potter, if I did, do you really think that I would be
wasting my time writing this? I'd be out spending my millions of dollars
made from the books, movies, and merchandizing, like J.K. Rowling does!
Author's Note- My first Author's note! I wanted to tell you that in this story, Ron and Hermione are dating, and I also wanted to thank my sister for helping me with the typing and writing!
Chapter 1- The Newcomer
"Once again a miserable summer with the Durslys," Harry said while sitting down by the window on the train. Hogwarts was the only true home that he ever knew.
"What did they do to you this time?" Ron and Ginny asked while waiting for Hermione to come in when they lost her and Neville on the ramp.
"Well," he began. "Sorry we're late it's just there was a big crowed getting on the train." Hermione was saying as they sat next to Ginny opposite of Harry and Ron.
"How was everyone's summer?" Hermione asked with a grin.
"Fine." Everyone said to her.
"What about you Neville?"
"Uh, um, it was good." He said with a fake grin on his face.
"Well, mine was great I did so much..." She started, but was cut off by a calm voice.
"Oh, I am so sorry to barge in like this, but there is no were else to go can I?"
"Yes!" Harry and Ron said in unison with dreamy looks on their faces.
"You can sit here by the window."
Harry moved over next to Ron.
She had brown hair with natural red and blond highlights white skin and looked like the sister of Hermione.
"My name is Liz, is short for Elizabeth."
"Well I am Harry, that's Ron, Hermione, Neville, and Ginny, Ron's little sister." He said, pointing to each person as he introduced him or her.
There was a long silence after the introductions were finished. Liz had pulled a big, heavy book from her bag, called Hogwarts, A history. Neville watched the scenery outside the train change as they quickly passed farms and cities. Hermione and Ginny whispered softly to each other. Harry and Ron looked up from their chocolate frogs every once in a while to stare at the new student.
"Why are you staring at me?" Liz asked, after a while. Harry and Ron glance up once again, slightly embarrassed. "Do I have something in my teeth? My hair? What?"
"Well, I um...." Harry started, trying to find the words.
"You see, it's just..." Ron stuttered, having as much trouble explaining his actions as Harry.
Liz rolled her eyes. "Whatever. Neville, would you please trade seats with me?" She asked, flashing him a big smile. The other boy nodded, and stood up.
After a few minutes, Liz and Neville were settled into their new seats, and Liz buried her nose into the impossibly long book once again, while Neville dozed off. Both Ron and Harry didn't dare look up at her. Instead, they started to whisper back and forth about the newcomer.
"What was that about?" Ron asked Harry in a hushed voice.
Harry shook his head. "No idea. Must be a girl thing."
What do you think about her?"
"I'm not sure." Harry replied. "You?"
"She seemed nice when she first came in, but I don't know now." Ron stated. "She practically ripped our heads off for glancing at her once or twice!"
Hermione stood up, holding her school robes in one hand. "We should probably change into our robes now, we will be arriving at school soon."
Just then, the door to their car slid open, revealing Draco Malfoy, and his two cronies, Crabbe and Goyle, standing behind him. "Well, well, well, what do we have here? The weasels, potty, and the mudblood."
Harry grabbed Ron's arm before he could swing it at the blonde intruder. "What are you doing here, Malfoy?" Harry asked coldly, still trying to restrain Ron.
But Malfoy's attention had already shifted to the unfamiliar girl by the window. "Who are you?" He asked, curious. He had never seen her before, but she seemed familiar to him for some reason.
Liz glanced up from her book, annoyed. She was trying to learn everything she could about what had happened at Hogwarts, especially the events of the past 20 years or so. Why were people constantly interrupting her? First, those two boys were leering at her, and now, someone was again trying to break her concentration!
"If you must know, my name is Elizabeth Whytlawe. Liz for short." She sighed. "Who are you?"
"Draco Malfoy." He said, a puzzled expression. He knew he knew that name. "Have we met before?"
Liz shook her head. "I don't believe I have ever had the displeasure."
Draco frowned at her insult, and the following laughter. "What do you mean by that?" He asked icily. "You don't have any clue who I am, do you?"
Liz shook her head. "I know exactly who you are." She stated, getting up from her seat.
"Oh really?"
"Yeah."
"Then who am I?"
Liz bit her tongue. She couldn't say what she was about to say, it would ruin everything. She knew that she needed to be careful, especially around this one. If he figured everything out, it could be disastrous. "Someone obviously not worth my time. Why don't you leave? You aren't wanted here, by anyone."
Draco narrowed his eyes. "This isn't over. And take my advice. Be careful about who you associate with. You don't want to be seen with the wrong sort." He said, nodding in the direction of the others.
"Don't worry. I've always been an excellent judge of character." She snapped. "I don't need any advice from you, Malfoy. So keep your opinions to yourself." Liz pushed the door shut, and turned back to see the awestruck group. They couldn't believe what she had just said.
"What?" She asked, unnerved by the stares.
Ginny was the first to speak. "Nothing. Not many people talk to Draco that way. At least, not to his face."
Draco was right about one thing, though. She did seem familiar. And Ginny knew that she had heard the name Elizabeth Whytlawe before. She just didn't know where.
Author's Note- My first Author's note! I wanted to tell you that in this story, Ron and Hermione are dating, and I also wanted to thank my sister for helping me with the typing and writing!
Chapter 1- The Newcomer
"Once again a miserable summer with the Durslys," Harry said while sitting down by the window on the train. Hogwarts was the only true home that he ever knew.
"What did they do to you this time?" Ron and Ginny asked while waiting for Hermione to come in when they lost her and Neville on the ramp.
"Well," he began. "Sorry we're late it's just there was a big crowed getting on the train." Hermione was saying as they sat next to Ginny opposite of Harry and Ron.
"How was everyone's summer?" Hermione asked with a grin.
"Fine." Everyone said to her.
"What about you Neville?"
"Uh, um, it was good." He said with a fake grin on his face.
"Well, mine was great I did so much..." She started, but was cut off by a calm voice.
"Oh, I am so sorry to barge in like this, but there is no were else to go can I?"
"Yes!" Harry and Ron said in unison with dreamy looks on their faces.
"You can sit here by the window."
Harry moved over next to Ron.
She had brown hair with natural red and blond highlights white skin and looked like the sister of Hermione.
"My name is Liz, is short for Elizabeth."
"Well I am Harry, that's Ron, Hermione, Neville, and Ginny, Ron's little sister." He said, pointing to each person as he introduced him or her.
There was a long silence after the introductions were finished. Liz had pulled a big, heavy book from her bag, called Hogwarts, A history. Neville watched the scenery outside the train change as they quickly passed farms and cities. Hermione and Ginny whispered softly to each other. Harry and Ron looked up from their chocolate frogs every once in a while to stare at the new student.
"Why are you staring at me?" Liz asked, after a while. Harry and Ron glance up once again, slightly embarrassed. "Do I have something in my teeth? My hair? What?"
"Well, I um...." Harry started, trying to find the words.
"You see, it's just..." Ron stuttered, having as much trouble explaining his actions as Harry.
Liz rolled her eyes. "Whatever. Neville, would you please trade seats with me?" She asked, flashing him a big smile. The other boy nodded, and stood up.
After a few minutes, Liz and Neville were settled into their new seats, and Liz buried her nose into the impossibly long book once again, while Neville dozed off. Both Ron and Harry didn't dare look up at her. Instead, they started to whisper back and forth about the newcomer.
"What was that about?" Ron asked Harry in a hushed voice.
Harry shook his head. "No idea. Must be a girl thing."
What do you think about her?"
"I'm not sure." Harry replied. "You?"
"She seemed nice when she first came in, but I don't know now." Ron stated. "She practically ripped our heads off for glancing at her once or twice!"
Hermione stood up, holding her school robes in one hand. "We should probably change into our robes now, we will be arriving at school soon."
Just then, the door to their car slid open, revealing Draco Malfoy, and his two cronies, Crabbe and Goyle, standing behind him. "Well, well, well, what do we have here? The weasels, potty, and the mudblood."
Harry grabbed Ron's arm before he could swing it at the blonde intruder. "What are you doing here, Malfoy?" Harry asked coldly, still trying to restrain Ron.
But Malfoy's attention had already shifted to the unfamiliar girl by the window. "Who are you?" He asked, curious. He had never seen her before, but she seemed familiar to him for some reason.
Liz glanced up from her book, annoyed. She was trying to learn everything she could about what had happened at Hogwarts, especially the events of the past 20 years or so. Why were people constantly interrupting her? First, those two boys were leering at her, and now, someone was again trying to break her concentration!
"If you must know, my name is Elizabeth Whytlawe. Liz for short." She sighed. "Who are you?"
"Draco Malfoy." He said, a puzzled expression. He knew he knew that name. "Have we met before?"
Liz shook her head. "I don't believe I have ever had the displeasure."
Draco frowned at her insult, and the following laughter. "What do you mean by that?" He asked icily. "You don't have any clue who I am, do you?"
Liz shook her head. "I know exactly who you are." She stated, getting up from her seat.
"Oh really?"
"Yeah."
"Then who am I?"
Liz bit her tongue. She couldn't say what she was about to say, it would ruin everything. She knew that she needed to be careful, especially around this one. If he figured everything out, it could be disastrous. "Someone obviously not worth my time. Why don't you leave? You aren't wanted here, by anyone."
Draco narrowed his eyes. "This isn't over. And take my advice. Be careful about who you associate with. You don't want to be seen with the wrong sort." He said, nodding in the direction of the others.
"Don't worry. I've always been an excellent judge of character." She snapped. "I don't need any advice from you, Malfoy. So keep your opinions to yourself." Liz pushed the door shut, and turned back to see the awestruck group. They couldn't believe what she had just said.
"What?" She asked, unnerved by the stares.
Ginny was the first to speak. "Nothing. Not many people talk to Draco that way. At least, not to his face."
Draco was right about one thing, though. She did seem familiar. And Ginny knew that she had heard the name Elizabeth Whytlawe before. She just didn't know where.