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Ok, so I've started this and now that I've written four chapters I'm going to work out a system so I can write Rising On as well.

"For me, insanity is super sanity. The normal is psychotic. Normal means lack of imagination, lack of creatvity."

- Jean Dubuffet

"Sweet, so would I,
Yet I should kill thee with much cherishing.
Good night, good night! Parting is such sweet sorrow,
That I shall say good night till it be morrow."

- Juliet, Romeo & Juliet, William Shakespeare

Chapter One

Parting Is Such Sweet Sorrow

I looked at my parents in contempt. They were beaming at everyone, shaking hands with people, bragging about their daughter; the talented Metamorphmagus who's brilliant at everything.

Not that they were wrong. I was brilliant, and I knew it. I just didn't really care as much as they did. They wanted me to be famous and rich, like them, but I would rather die first than follow in their footsteps. I waited impatiently as Jerome and Kyle loaded my trunks into a compartment. They worked for my dad and were kind of like our body guards/manservants. Mainly they did heavy lifting and driving and such, as we had Sherri, Liser and Caris, our house elves, for the cooking and cleaning.

Suddenly my mother, Milena, gasped and whispered into her husband's ear.

"Blissany!" she called out to me, "Come here, quickly." I walked over and she immediately grabbed my hand and pulled me off to meet somebody.

"Hello, you must be Harry Potter!" she gushed. "It's an honour to meet you, truly it is."

"I'm Regan Cataline," said my father, giving Mr. Potter a hand to shake, "How do you do?"

"Very well, thank you," he spoke politely, but I could sense he felt uncomfortable. I yanked my hand free from my mother's hawk-like grip and beamed at Mr. Potter. He smiled back. "This is my wife, Ginny. Ginny, darling, this is Regan Cataline and his wife..." he trailed off uncertainly.

"Milena, Milena Cataline. And this is my daughter, Blissany Aphrodite Jessica Inaya Emlen Veda Alima Lulu Iris Cataline." I glared at Milena for using my full name. At this moment I would rather have her call me Blissany Lulu Cataline.

"Wow, she looks nothing like you!" piped up a young girl who looked just like Mrs. Potter.

"Hush, Lily," Mrs. Potter scolded quietly.

"Our Blissany is special," Milena said proudly, "she's a Metamorphmagus." She raised her chin slightly, superiorly.

"Oh," Mr. Potter said in surprise, "so is my godson!"

"Is he attending Hogwarts?" Regan asked, hoping to make a good connection with their family.

"No, he's finished, but my sons are, as are my nieces and nephews."

"Poor Blissany doesn't know anyone." Milena cooed falsely. "It would be so great if she could just have someone to sit with." The hint was blatant and obvious, and I rolled my eyes.

Mr. Potter just smiled, then called to someone over his shoulder, "Albus, can you come here a minute?" A miniature Harry Potter walked over shyly.

"Yes, Dad?" he said.

"Would you mind keeping Blissany company on the train?" Albus looked me over in surprise. I could understand his astonishment; my Metamorphing was under enough control that my emotions didn't show through it, and I had used it to make myself beautiful. I was vain enough that I truly cared how I looked each morning.

Mr. Potter seemed to guess what his son was thinking, too, because he then smiled slyly and added, "She's in your year, Al. Maybe you'll be in the same house?"

"What house do you have in mind, son?" Regan asked the small boy, who blushed and looked at the ground.

"Whatever house he wants," Mr. Potter said sternly. Albus looked up at his father and beamed.

"It's Ravenclaw for our family; been in it for generations." Regan interjected unnecessarily.

"Wit beyond measure is a man's greatest treasure." Milena added in a sing-song voice.

I looked at my dainty white-gold Chanel watch and gave Mr. Potter and Albus a fleeting smile before turning on my heel and walking towards the train with Jerome and Kyle in tow.

My parents didn't notice my departure, but the Potters did. I heard some whispering and then Albus had caught up with me. We walked in silence, letting Kyle take Albus' things and Jerome overtake us.

When we got to the compartment I immediately sat down next to the window, which Albus opened and leaned out of, talking to his family. Suddenly a girl rushed into our compartment, followed by Jerome, holding a trunk and an owl cage with a blanket thrown over it. The girl had wavy, slightly frizzy brown hair and bright blue eyes. Jerome put away her things and she leaned out the window next to Albus.

"Have a good year, kids," I heard Mr. Potter's voice say.

"Study hard, Rose," a female, motherly voice advised.

"Not too hard, Rosie," a male voice added.

Albus leaned out and whispered to someone, "I'm going to be in Gryffindor."

"Is Blissany there?" the small voice of Lily spoke.

"Yeah, she's right here," he turned towards me, "Um, Blissany?"

I stood up and leaned out the window, unsurprised to see my parents on the other side of the platform, deep in conversation with someone else.

Mrs. Potter followed my line of vision, "Oh, err, your parents are just –"

"Being themselves." I finished for her. "It's OK, Mrs. Potter." I smiled reassuringly.

I saw a red headed man whispering to Rose, who nodded seriously. When he noticed me looking he smiled.

"Hello, I'm Ron Weasley." I nodded and smiled, quickly pulling something out of my bag.

"I know," I said, handing him the Chocolate Frog card with his name on it.

He looked at it in surprise, and then burst out laughing. I didn't blush or turn away, just continued smiling politely at him.

"What's your name?" he asked me.

"Blissany Lulu Cataline," I said it proudly, trying to impress him, "But, please, call me Bliss. Only my parents call me Blissany."

All of a sudden, the train started moving, gradually gaining speed. I saw Lily chasing after us, calling back over her shoulder.

"Come on, Hugo!" she shouted.

Then we turned the corner and she disappeared from view. As I sat back I sighed with happiness; my life was finally beginning.

So Bliss begins her trip to Hogwarts. The war is over, so will everything be light and happy? Is relationship drama enough to keep a story afloat? Let's hope so :D

SNEAK PEAK, BITCHES:

"Don't tell me you don't know about the famous Harry Potter!"

:O How can this be? Wait an see!

Read and review, please, so I have the nerve to post again :D