Disclaimer: I don't own any Harry Potter characters. Original characters are mine though.

A/N: Enjoy and review. This takes place during Harry and the gang's sixth year.

My mother was worried. Everyone was worried. You-Know-Who was roaming the world again. Wizard didn't know what to do and muggles were as oblivious as usual.

I was still trying to convince my mother that I didn't need to switch schools as we crossed the barrier to nine and three quarters. "There's no point in me going. It'll be the same as at home."

"Your uncle will be able to protect you better. I will be doing too many things." My mother was a member of the American chapter of the Order of the Phoenix. Like my uncle, Severus Snape, my mother had joined the Death Eaters in order to spy on He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named. "Not only will your uncle be there, but so will Albus Dumbledore. You know why I'm sending you."

"But I have to leave all my friends. It's not fair. It's my sixth year and I won't know anybody."

"I don't know about that," said a voice to my right. Whipping around I saw a short girl with a head full of short, tight blonde curls. Beside her was a tall girl with long brown hair.

"Jessy!" I yelled as I hugged the blonde girl. I then turned to the brunette, "Michelle. What are y'all doing here?"

"Your mother thought you could use some company," said Michelle. My friends laughed as I wrapped my arms around my mother.

"Thank you!" I explained. /Maybe going to Hogwarts wouldn't be so bad./

"Darling, I want you to be happy," she said as she tucked some of my short blonde hair behind my ear, "and to be /protected/. Now get on the train. You don't want to miss it."

Quickly, we all boarded the train. We traveled all the way to the last compartment. "This looks like a good place to sit. Now tell me when y'all found out that you were coming."

"You're mother told us two weeks ago. It was agony to not tell you." Jessy, short for Jessica, had always been one for drama. "I felt that I would burst if I didn't get to tell you soon."

"Yeah, you know her. She can't keep a secret." Michelle and I laughed as Jessy put on a hurt face.

"That hurt. Anyways, who's up for a card game?" Jessy began searching for her cards while I pulled out a book. While Michelle and Jessy turned to face each other, I opened /Hogwarts, A History/.

None of us bothered to look up as the door opened. Three kids soon stepped into the compartment. I only looked up when they spoke.

"Look Hermione, I've found your twin," a red haired said with a laugh.

"Stop it Ron," said the girl. She then turned to us. "Do you mind if we join you?"

"Not at all," said Jessy. She always made friends a lot easier than Michelle and I. I began to pick up the book again when the girl spoke again.

"You're new, right?" At our nod, she started to introduce her companions. "I'm Hermione Granger. The red head is Ron Weasley and the other is Harry Potter. Where are you from?" All three of them had taken seats by now.

"I'm Jessica Jones. The brunette is Michelle Brown and Lorene Snape. We're from."

"Sn.Snape?!" Ron asked as he chocked on the apple he had pulled from his bag.

"Yeah, why?" I asked although I already knew the answer. Jessy and Michelle hadn't yet realized that they were sitting next to the boy who, as a child, defeated Lord Voldemort. I had heard many things from my uncle about these three. I wasn't sure what to believe considering that my uncle could be a little bias. I had heard all about the things that James Potter and his friends did.

"I think Ron was just wondering if you were related to Professor Snape," Hermione said as she tried to be the peacemaker.

"That's her uncle," said Jessy. Sometimes so could be so dense. That response got Harry to actually show an expression. "He's the reason were spending the year at Hogwarts, not to mention Lord Voldemort."

Harry, Ron and Hermione all cringed. Even Michelle and I did. Jessy hardly ever reads, not to mention picks up a newspaper, and her parents have kept her sheltered. She didn't truly understand what happened at the Ministry of Magic, not to mention what the three kids in front of us had to go through.

Before anyone could respond, the door opened yet again. There stood Draco Malfoy and his cronies. He acted surprise to see me. "Lorene, what a pleasant surprise. Are these twits bothering you?" I assumed he was talking about Harry and his gang. "Why don't you escape and join us in our compartment?"

"No thanks. I'm just fine." I couldn't keep the loathe I felt for him out of my voice.

He easily picked up on it. "I saw your mother last week. You should have come. All the parties and guest. But you probably would have been bored /by/ death." He turned to leave.

"At least we have one thing in common," said Harry, "we don't like Malfoy."

"And what an idiot. Its bored /to/ death not /by/ death," Ron said. My friends and I let out a nervous laugh. We knew that he was referring to my mother's involvement in the Death Eaters.

Changing the subject to a safer topic, Hermione repeated her question about where we were from.

"Texas," said Michelle.

"Wow! Really?" asked Ron. He began to pound Michelle and Jessy with questions about cowboys and Indians. Harry would join in every once and a while, but he was still very reserved. I guess losing someone very close to you can have that reaction.

Hermione and I began to talk about Hogwarts. Since she had /Hogwarts, A History/ memorized, I asked her questions about what to expect. What fascinated me the most was ceiling in the Great Hall. I wasn't sure how I would be able to eat. I would spend too much time looking up.

The train began to slow, and we rushed to get our robes on. Outside, I could here a booming voice shout, "Firs' years over here."

"That's Hagrid," explained Hermione. I followed her to the horseless carriages. We separated and Jessy, Michelle and I got into one. We then began our final track to our new school.

A/N: So there it is. I hope it's not dreadfully boring. So there's a button down there that says review. Go ahead and push it.