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I felt the train stop with a jolt and I followed Ginny from the compartment. She led me up a steep hill, through the pouring rain. We stopped at a line of carriages attached to what looked like a deformed unicorn, or a mix between a black scaly lizard and a giant horse. Someone coughed and I realized how stupid I must've looked, just standing there, gawking at these incredible creatures.

"You can see them?" Harry whispered to me.

"Ya." How could I have NOT seen them, I mean, come on, they were giant scaly horses. It's not the kind of thing I saw everyday. "How could I NOT see them?"

"Only people who have seen someone die can see them." Harry whispered. Ginny, Ron, and Hermione were looking at me strangely. Neville was climbing into a carriage already, and Luna looked indifferent to the whole situation. I didn't know what to say.

"Oh."

"Who'd you see snuff it?" Luna asked bluntly. "I saw my mom die when I was little." I just stared at her. I didn't want to tell these people secrets from my past because I didn't even know them.

"She obviously doesn't want to talk about it, so just leave her alone." I made a mental note to hug Hermione.

Ginny climbed into the carriage, and I followed her, taking a seat next to Neville. Harry, Ron, Luna, and Hermione followed me, and they began to point out different landmarks on the Hogwarts grounds. I couldn't see much through the rain, but I heard all about a violent tree, a lake with a monster living in it, a tiny cabin belonging to someone named 'Hagrid', and last of all, a giant field with stands that was used to play a magical game on broomsticks.

"Why would someone name a sport Kid Itch?" I asked. Suddenly there was silence in the carriage.

The next second Hermione was cracking up, holding her sides, Harry was ranting about 'the best sport in the world!' and Ron was glaring at me, as if trying to make me burst into flames as punishment for asking a question. It was just a question! I felt my cheeks begin to flush and I stared determinedly out the window, even though I couldn't see anything.

"Harry, Ron, stop being such prats! It's not that big of a deal! Holly, Quidditch is a wizarding sport, a very popular wizarding sport, and it's kind of a huge deal in the magical world."

"Kind of a huge deal! Quidditch is the best spor-" Harry's rant was cut short by a silencing charm. I made a mental note to hug Ginny after I hugged Hermione.

The carriage stopped and we all climbed out, into the rain. Pulling my hood over my head, I rushed after my new friends. Yes, I had decided that these people were trustworthy enough to be my friends. I stumbled over the cement steps leading to the entrance of the school, and Ginny caught me. We both stepped inside the school at the same time, and she laughed at my surprised expression.

Hogwarts was HUGE. I'd just spent all of my previous years in public school, and suddenly I was in this beautiful, huge, richly decorated, extravagant building that I would be spending the rest of the year in. Public school to Hogwarts was like going from a tiny shack in an abandoned area of Africa to Tokyo. This year was going to be fun.

I followed my friends into a huge hallway that led to a HUGE dining hall. Everything here seemed to be huge. It was AWESOME! But then I began to feel guilty for enjoying all the splendor because my mom had to die for me to get all this. But now wasn't the time for me to become depressed. It was a time of first impressions, so I tried to push all thoughts of my mom out of my head.

We sat down at one of four long tables. There were probably 200 people at each table. Almost immediately after we had sat down, a line of young students were led into the hall by a stiff lady with her hair wrapped up in a tight bun. The stiff lady placed as hat on a stool, and then…. It began to sing… A hat singing! I was too absorbed in the concept of a singing hat to actually comprehend what the hat was saying. It was a Singing Hat! It SUNG! I just couldn't get over it. But, this was the magical world, and I would just have to get used to the fact that things were different here than in my world. I wondered what I would see next. Maybe a quacking llama. (A/N watch the llama song!)

Anyways, after the hat was done singing, the midgets walked forwards and took turns putting the hat on their heads. Then they walked to the table that the hat named. How did the hat get all this power?

After all the midgets were divvied up, the Headmaster stood up. I might not know very much about the wizarding world, but I know who Professor Dumbledore is. I've heard Lavender talk about him, and I've seen one of those funny cards with the pictures and bios for famous wizards and witches. I was expecting some kind of world-changing speech from such a famous and respected man, but I was sorely disappointed. He said a couple of gibberish words and then food appeared.

There was so much food! And it had appeared out of thin air. I didn't take the time to try to comprehend this bit of magic; I just started stuffing.

"Holly, stop it, you're acting too much like Ron." Ginny said.

I looked up. Ron was stuffing his face just as badly as I had been only seconds before. But seeing someone else stuffing is so much funnier than actually doing the stuffing yourself. I cracked up. Pretty soon Ginny, Hermione, and Harry had joined me, and the best part was that Ron was totally oblivious. I think he was concentrating too hard on trying to get his mouth to close with all that food in it.

The feast finally came to an end, and I followed the rest of the Gryffindors up to our common room. I shared a dorm with Lavender, Parvati, and Hermione. As we were unpacking, an owl flew in and dropped a letter on my bed, and then flew away again. The letter was from Dumbledore telling me to go to his office so he could talk to me about my classes. Reluctantly, I left my friends in search of the entrance to the headmaster's office. I had been walking through the hallways for fifteen minutes before I admitted to myself that I was lost.

"Hey mudblood," said a familiar voice. I paled. I was alone, with no magic to protect myself. "I told you it wasn't finished. Did you not believe me?"

"I have somewhere to go," I muttered, not turning to look at him

"To talk to the headmaster?" Smirked Malfoy. "You bought that?"

I was rooted to the spot as Malfoy walked closer to me. He turned me around slowly so that I was facing him, and forced me to look into his eyes. They were a blazing silver that made me shudder. He smirked. "Scared?" I nodded slowly. "Good.

"You're new here, so I thought I should lay down some ground rules before you take off with Potter and his gang of insufferable suck-ups. I am a pureblood wizard, and you are a muggle. I don't know how you got landed in a school of magic when there's only mudblood running through your veins. Dumbledore may think that this is a clever plan to force unity between wizards and muggles, but I'm not falling for it. You're here for a reason, and I'm going to find out what it is!"

I just stared at him. He was truly a crazy lunatic. Maybe an extremely muscular and handsome crazy lunatic, but a crazy lunatic all the same. He began to laugh manically, and his eyes began to roll around in his head while flashing bright red. No, just kidding. But I still thought he was crazy. I might as well make him think I'm crazy too. Then maybe he'll leave me alone. So I broke out in song.

Here's a llama

There's a llama

And another little llama

Fuzzy llama

Funny llama

Llama llama

Duck!

Malfoy looked at me like I was crazy. Maybe I was crazy, I didn't really know what had come over me, but it just felt so good to be crazy. He started to back away from me slowly, and I kept on singing the llama song, my grin getting wider. I finished the song, turned tail, and ran as fast as my legs would take me, back to my dorm, leaving Malfoy staring at me with a look of horror on his face. Oh, this year was going to be sooo much fun.

It was late and I was tired, so I fell asleep almost immediately after I reached my bed. I didn't contemplate how my luggage had gotten up to my dorm earlier, or how I had even gotten up to my dorm. I just lay down and the next thing I knew was blissful nothingness.

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yeah, I'm posting this like right after I posted the first chapter, but I wanted to get farther into the story. And if you're wondering what the hell the llama song is, google llama song, and watch the video. Even if you do know what I'm talking about, go there anyways, cuz its so friggin funny! Llama llama duck!