Author's Notes:

I Own Nothing.J.K Rowling the once struggling single mother is the owner of Harry Potter I just own the OC.I don't wish I made the Harry Potter series because J.K Rowling and her family needed it. Wuv ya J. Rowling :)

Hey, welcome to my new fanfiction! In this world, I made an OC (Summer) and her family. Summer will be in the 4th year of Hogwarts with Harry and the others and though she is 14, this is her first year at Hogwarts. Here we go. And remember, this is set during the Goblet of Fire, though there won't be much reference to that, but trust me it will be worth waiting.I want to say thank you so much to Moonlight Pheonix ! My awesome beta for making it better than i could dream:)

Alot of credit must go to Moonlight Pheonix

~Summer's POV~

As day breaks in London, the morning wind blows though my bedroom, highlighted by the smells of the street and the sounds of bustling city life. I hide under the covers, trying to hide from the unwanted chill of the breeze. Unfortunately, it doesn't work.

"Summer, it's time for breakfast!" My sister calls from the kitchen, her typical wake-up when I'm being difficult. She's always wakes me up that way when I'm difficult. Which is always.

I groan loudly in reply hoping she won't bug me about breakfast again. "Let me sleep." I say, hiding under my pillow to dampen the noise.

"I guess I'll call Hogwarts and tell them you didn't want to wake up!" She yells this time, giggling.

"COMING!" I yell, jumping out of the bed in a rush. I run down the stairs, tripping a couple of times in my haste to get down. "I'm here!" I said, saluting smartly to my older sister. She laughs a little from behind me, apparently finding me funny.

"I'm sure your classmates will just love your pajamas." She says, fingering my faded pajamas as I turn around to see her smiling at me.

"Oh, shut up Sis." I cross my arms across my chest, smiling good-naturedly. She's already in her uniform, minus the notorious robes I've heard so much about.

"Go get ready then you can eat." Kristy kisses my forehead then walked away, smiling as usual. So typical Kristy.

~End Summer's POV~

Summer looks at herself in the mirror, worrying over herself like any other typical teenager. Is my hair alright? Do I have a nice figure? Did that pimple finally go down? She asks herself, turning in circles to get a better view of herself. She stands in front of her full-body mirror as she brushes her hair.

Her dark redwood hair flows down her back like a river, ending at her nicely toned waist, a beautiful sight when it's brushed. Strands of rebellious bangs come over her forehead, almost strategically making sure not to come over her pretty brown eyes. She's pleased to notice that she looks like any other Hogwarts student in her grey uniform and black robe.

"My very first year in Hogwarts!" The fourteen year old squeals in excitement, deciding that she's ready for the adventure. For three years, she's been jealously watching Kristy head off to Hogwarts without her. But now it's her turn and she can hardly contain her excitement after hearing all about the place.

"Alright, time for school," She says to her reflection, giggling at herself. As she leaves, she gazes at her picture on the bedside table. She can't help but walk over to it, picking it up with a soft smile. The frame is well worn from where she's picked it up before, but she doesn't really notice as she's too busy staring at the photo.

On the left, Kristy's smile stares back at her, redwood hair blowing around her with the wind. She has her arm around a younger Summer, who is smiling after a day at the beach. And finally, their mother. She has her arms around her two beautiful daughters, her youthful face radiating her love for them. Her own red shoulder-length hair is blowing around her head in a fiery halo.

Summer's fingers run over her mother's face, a sad smile gracing Summer's face. Her mother, though young, had died a long time ago, messing around with the wrong potions. Summer still couldn't help but feel sad at the thought of her mother, though the feeling was becoming more muted over time.

With no father to speak of, Kristy had stepped up. And though she was young, Kristy had proved to be a wonderful mother to Summer. Summer could never ask for better, she loves her life the way it is, just as she loves her sister.

"I wonder…" Summer mutters to herself under her breath, trailing off as she stared at the photograph. Summer shakes her head, clearing her head of the thought.

"Hurry up Summer, or the pancakes will get cold!" Kristy yells from the kitchen, snapping Summer out of her thoughts. Summer smiles, putting the photo back on the table and bounding out for Kristy's homemade pancakes.

Summer shovels the pancakes in her mouth, barely bothering to chew. "Finish your pancakes." Kristy says, patting her sister's head as she walks up to her and takes a seat across from her.

"Come on Sis, let's go!" Summer says in between bites of pancake.

"We've got lots of time." Kristy says, smiling at her younger sister and her anxiousness to get to Hogwarts.

"Yeah? ...what time is it?" Summer says, smirking at her older sister as she continues eating hurriedly.

"Ten forty-five." Kristy says, still not understanding what Summer is hinting at.

"And what time does the train leave?" Summer says sarcastically.

"Exactly! It leaves at eleven o'clo-... Crap." Kristy slouches, running a hand through her hair. "Right" She says getting out of her seat.

"Why don't you grab your car keys?" Summer's eyes narrow, giving off an obviously fake smile as she tries to hide peals of laughter.

"Just shut up..." Kristy walks away, trying to pretend this hasn't happened. Summer cleans her plate and puts it away, grabbing her trunk.

The two girls get into the car, Summer eagerly waiting while Kristy starts the car. Summer laughs as Kristy stares down at her prefect badge, but both are too excited to start fighting that instant.

Deciding that it will be quicker to fly, Kristy starts the car, hoping that it will allow them to get there faster.

Only a few moments of silence pass before Summer says, "You've got a lead foot. You know that?" Summer is playing with her hair nervously. This is the one thing she didn't trust about Kristy, her driving.

"Look! Do you want to drive?" Kristy snaps, starting the classic argument between the sisters. It wasn't her fault that she'd failed the test four times.

"Pfft... meanie." Summer says, slouching so far in her chair that she can barely see through the window. When they come close to the station and Kristy turns into the parking lot, Summer clings to her chair. There was one area where Kristy always failed the test. Parking lots.

"Indicate now, indicate...INDICATE!" Summer yells, clinging to her chair for dear life.

"We're invisible, Summer! I don't need to indicate!" Kristy snaps back, nerves wrecked for the moment.

"Just because we are invisible, doesn't mean you can break the traffic laws." Summer says, annoyance leaking into her voice.

"Alright! Look, I am dropping you off here, I'll see you at Hogwarts! I'll be on the other side of the train looking after the first years." And suddenly, there argument doesn't seem to matter so much.

"See you, sis." Summer says with a smile as she jumps out onto the street and gets her trunk. Kristy leans out through the window and squeezes her shoulder in comfort.

Summer waves and runs into King's Cross. She stands for a second, gazing up at the column between platforms nine and ten. With a deep breath, she finally runs at it, bracing herself for impact, only to run right through, just like Kristy had told her. Summer puts her bags on the train and boards, seeing Kristy briefly.

Summer walks around the train finally finding first class. She opens the door, only to see a man with dark skin wearing a blazer, lounging on the seats. He looks up with feigned interest, which turns to a glare once he notices her. "Sorry, but first class is for premium students only." He says, giving off a cocky aura.

"I–I… am…" Summer says quietly, humbled to stuttering.

"Bye-bye" He says, waving at her, and lays his head back on the booth and starts talking with a pale, blonde-haired boy and another girl once again. They shoot Summer a pointed glare until she leaves.

Walking away, Summer wonders how she'll get along with everyone, especially if they're like the one she just me. Summer curiously looks into the booths, finding them all full. She keeps looking until she bumps into something.
"Ugh!" She exclaims, falling to the ground in a mass of tangled limbs. Summer sits up, rubbing the back of her sore head.

"Oh my! Sorry about that." A boy says earnestly as he offers her his hand.

"N–no problem." Summer beams at him with forgiveness, understanding how out easy it is to get lost in one's thoughts. Looking at this mysterious boy with his shaggy black hair and beautiful green eyes, she can't help but think he looks familiar. But then the lightning scar catches her eyes and she puts a hand to her mouth.
"H–Harry Potter!" She says, amazed that the legend is standing in front of her.

"It was my entire fault! I'm so terribly sorry!" She says clasping her hands together.

"No worries really, but the bathroom is the other way, what are you doing on this side?" Harry asks, trying to figure out who the girl in front of him is.

"I–I wasn't going that way on purpose. I don't have anywhere to sit." Summer says, looking down at her feet in embarrassment.

"Why don't you sit with me and my friends? Then we could talk about it." Harry says, smiling at Summer.

"You are supposed to be in premium, huh?" Harry says as he gnaws on a candy bar.

"Yes then this man about your height with dark skin told me not to." Summer says, still fuming at the annoying boy.

"Any chance he was with a blonde boy and brunette?" Hermione asks, turning to her with the question.

"Yes, why?" Summer responds, nibbling on a chocolate frog that they'd given to her. She just hopes that more people at Hogwarts are like these guys.

"Pfft. Just Malfoy's friends, don't mind them. You could hang with us." Ron folds his legs, blowing off the idea of Malfoy and his cronies.

"Really? Thank you so much!" Summer says, excited to be with them.

"So... premium membership... How rich are you?" Ron asks, smirking.

"Ron, that's rude!" Hermione smacks the back of his head, but he's laughing so she knows he doesn't mean it.

Summer giggles along with Harry. "It's fine. When my sister and I were younger, our mother died in a potion accident." Summer pauses, taking a deep breath, "She left us her fortune."

"What about your father?" Harry asks, curious about their new friend.

"I never knew who my father was and my mother never liked talking about it." Summer ponders, looking out the window as she thinks. The others are now leaning towards each other, discussing the matter, but are soon interrupted by a familiar voice.

"Hey, Potter!" Draco says as he enters, emphasizing the P with his typical sneer.

"Malfoy, what are you doing here?" Harry stands up, glaring at the Slytherin.

"A Prefect won't stop complaining on how she can't find her sister in first class" He glares, looking at them as if Harry should know the answer. Harry did always seem to know what was going after all, or at least that's what it seems like to Malfoy.

"Th–that would be me." Summer says, blushing in embarrassment. "Kristy's going to get me killed one of these days." She says under her breath, trying not to die of mortification.

"You're the reason I had to walk around this train." Malfoy hisses, walking closer with clenched fists.

"Leave her alone!" Hermione pulls out her wand, a Protego charm ready to burst from the wood.

"Whatever, but I'll watch you Potter! And you too–" Malfoy says, breaking off when he realizes he doesn't know her name.

"It's Summer! Now beat it, Malfoy!" Ron backs up the three, wand ready to fire a spell at any moment. One day, he would get Malfoy. He just knew it.
Malfoy simply glares, walking away with a scowl on his face as he tries to salvage his shattered dignity. Beaten by a Weasly and a mudblood. How much lower can he sink?

"Don't mind him. Deep down he's a wimp." Hermione pockets her wand, giggling along with the rest as they savor their victory.

At Hogwarts~

The Great Hall is loud as students talk amongst themselves. Summer's hands are unable to keep still as she leans against the wall in the back of the hall, glad to not be attracting attention. Finally Dumbledore walks up to the main podium, silencing the hall with his mere presence. Summer stares up in awe at the man, someone she's heard so much about from her sister.

"Welcome back to all of our old students!" Dumbledore spoke to the school, excluding the first years, who waited in the hall. "Before we invite the first years in, I would like to welcome our new student, who will be in the 4th year." He pauses, nodding to Summer in the back of the hall. "Please welcome- Summer Knight" Applause echoed throughout the room as Summer walked to the chair that held the Sorting Hat. She's already heard so much about it from her sister, but to actually be sorted is like a dream come true.

Sitting on the stool, Summer can't help but be tense. Like most other students, she's nervous about where she'll be placed. And though her sister is in Hufflepuff, she doesn't find it to be a very interesting house despite the rumor they can find almost anything that you lose. The deputy Headmistress finally places the hat on her head and it begins.

"Ah, another Knight, are we?" The hat says as if musing to itself.

"Yes." Summer says, quick to answer.

"Hm… You're a hard one indeed, just like your sister. Not Hufflepuff or Ravenclaw. You have those qualities, but they're not overwhelming. What about... Slytherin?" The hat asks, talking to her.

"Ah?" Summer looks over to the table to see none other than Malfoy and his friends, whispering something particularly malicious about a student a table over. "N–no... please?"

"Why not? You'll make true friends there." The hat says, but seems to relent anyways.

"I bet she's afraid of Draco and his cronies." Ron whispers to Harry and the others. Summer was squirming quite a bit on the dais.

Kristy's eyebrows are knitted together in worry. "Please get sorted well, Summer." She says, her friends trying to comfort her with reminders of how sweet Summer is.

"Gryffindor!" The hat finally announces. Summer jumps a little, but smiles broadly, taking a seat next to Hermione. Summer is instantly greeted with welcomes from those around her and the sound of thundering applause from the Gryffindor table.

The rest of night seems to rush by Summer in a blur of new first-years and pumpkin juice. Finally, at the end of the feast, Dumbledore announces, "Alright! Everyone, thank you for being so welcoming to our new first years and our new fourth year. Now it's time to get to bed because classes will start in the morning." Dumbledore ends his speech claps his hands and off they all go.

Author's Notes:

I'm sorry that was short and boring, but I hope you give it a chance because it's sure to get better. Please remember to read and review!thank you for reading!

Before I forget-

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