Summary: Hermione has an unknown friend that she only knows through letters, Ron is jealous and Harry and Ginny are confused. Set in seventh year. None of the things with Draco happened, so he's still there, but Dumbledore is dead. Meanwhile, there's also Adrian Lestrange, who just wants to be happy, Bella Malfoy, who knows where she's going and Bianca Mathiews who can't face who she really is.
This is basically a big fic about all these different people, and how they fit together, the characters from the actual HP books, and some are from an RP site I am on. Not too confusing, though. May add in other characters, both canon and made up. Hope you like it!
Disclaimer: I own nothing but the things which aren't in the book. Everything else is JKs, so don't sue
Prolouge
Harry, Ron and Hermione
Harry and Ron squeezed through the crowd at the Hogwarts Express. All about them kids were crying, mothers were doting and fathers were wishing good luck. People looking for their friends, including a girl shouting for a 'Bianca' and someone shouting for "Bella". But neither of them was interested in that.
"There she is!" Ron exclaimed, pointed just past Harry with one hand, and did a weird wave thing with the other. "'Mione!"
Harry turned to greet the smiling girl who was running up behind him. "Hey, Hermione," he said, giving her a friendly hug, which she returned.
"Harry! Ron! Oh I've missed you two so much; it's not been the same not being at the burrow!" She poked Ron in the ribs. "You didn't write!" She glared accusingly.
Harry had to grin as Ron's ears turned red. Here comes trouble, he thought.
"Well, see, there was a lot happening and stuff and I couldn't get a minute and…" he trailed off under Hermione's glare and looked helplessly at Harry. "Help me out here, mate," he begged.
Harry shook his head. "You're on your own there, Ron. I'm too clever to get in Hermione's bad books".
Ron growled. "Honestly, you face You-know-who, giant spiders, skrewts, that Skeeter woman….and you're too scared to take on Hermione". Smart man he thought,
Meanwhile, Hermione seemed to be trying her best to keep a straight face. "Luckily, someone else was sending me lots of letters so it wasn't quite so-"she realised what she's just said and began to blush furiously. Ron's eyes narrowed. "Who was sending you letters?"
"Now we'd better get on quick before the train leaves," she said, hurriedly pushing past him. He tried to follow her, but was pushed back by a bunch of first years rushing in front of him. "Oi, you lot, watch it," he growled and they all scattered. He pushed past two Slytherin's. "Hermione! Who were you writing to?" He shouted after her, but she pretended not to hear, making her way into a compartment. He turned to Harry. "Who was she writing to"
Harry just shrugged.
"Beats me".
Adrian and Bella
Adrian looked around for anyone he knew, which was actually quite a lot of people. He was pretty popular, not that he knew why. But he couldn't see anyone in the crowds. There were tearful parents, scared looking first years, a girl on his left was shouting for her friend 'Bianca,' but there was no one he knew. With a jolt, he spotted a familiar platinum blonde head which could only belong to a certain female Malfoy. "Bella!" he shouted. "BELLA!" She turned, frowning. She'd know that voice anywhere. She spotted him and waved. "Addy! Over here!"
Grinning, he pushed his way through the crowd and greeted her with a hug. "Bells? Where you been, I haven't see you in about three days. Where's the love?" She gave him a playful punch. "Right there," she said, trying not to laugh.
"Hey Draco," he gave a small wave to her bother standing behind her, who gave a nod in return. They didn't know each other that well, he was just….Bella's brother. "Hey, Adrian".
Greetings done, Bella was starting to look distinctly bored. Grabbing Adrian's hand, she pulled him on to the train. "C'mon Ads', we need to get a good compartment, before they're all full," she said, pushing past a brown haired Gryffindor girl before suddenly careering into a bunch of first years at the next door. "Oi, watch it, midgets!" she growled at them, and they all scattered. Pushing past another Gryffindor, a boy with flaming red hair who also seemed to be annoyed by the first years. "Ah, here's one," she got to one of the end compartments, which was completely empty. "Cordy and James should be showing up soon," She went on. Adrian grinned.
"Cordy, eh? Sounds like fun". He got a glare in reply.
"She's your cousin," she scolded him, the way she often did. They'd only met when he was in his second year, but they'd been close ever since. "You can't flirt with her".
"Oh, come on, Bells," he pouted. "She flirts with me, and it doesn't mean anything. It's what I do. I'm the flirter guy of Slytherin. And it's her fault for calling me 'Her gorgeous cousin' and it's only fun.
Bella just shook her head.
Bianca and Veera
"Bianca!" shouted a voice from behind her. She turned, searching the crowd for the owner. There were lots of people about her and Bianca didn't like it. She noticed a red headed Gryffindor shouting for a "'Mione". What kind of name was 'Mione'? Parents and students sharing goodbyes, a boy in her house shouting for 'Bella'. She didn't know him.
She finally spotted Veera pushing her way towards her. "Hey," they greeted each other. "Back to school, whoopee," Bianca rolled her eyes. After seven years of Hogwarts, she was well and truly sick of it. Still, maybe this year would be better without Dumbledore droning on every morning.
Veera nodded in agreement. "Yeah, talk about a drag. Still, we'd best get on the train, quick, before all the compartments are gone and we need to sit with the Ernie MacMillan and that lot like last year, remember?"
"Of course I remember," Bianca replied, cringing. It had been absolute hell. A compartment full of nervous Hufflepuffs, all too scared to make say a word. She had almost been glad to get to school that day.
"So, anyway-" Veera began, but was interrupted as they were nearly knocked down by some first years, who appeared to be running away from the Slytherin boy she'd noticed earlier and the red-head who'd been shouting earlier. "Hermione!" he shouted down the corridor. Hermione she thought. That must be the "'Mione" he was shouting for earlier".
Veera glared at the first years until they passed, and then turned back to Bianca. "Brats," she muttered. "Anyway, how was your summer? Meet any guys?" Bianca rolled her eyes.
"No-one worth mentioning," she said. Veera was one of her few friends, but sometimes she was exasperated by her being so very boy mad. Veera laughed.
"B, when is a guy ever worth mentioning for you?" she asked, with one perfectly shaped eyebrow raised. Bianca shrugged.
"When my ass isn't the only factor in whether I'm worth dating," she replied, cause Veera to throw her head back and laugh as she made her way into an empty compartment to her left.
Yeah, I know this is long for a prologue, but it's just to give you a chance to get to know the characters better. This is my first ever Harry Potter fanfic, so be nice please!