Kelsey.

I must say, I like Hogwarts. Everyone's so nice. Well, all the Gryffindor's are. I'd never thought I would meet Harry Potter, of all people; he's such a great guy. The twins are so funny. Fred was playing with my hair, he's cute. I was really nervous about coming here, after last year… Beauxbatons was so obsessed with perfection, yet here is so down to earth. There's one weird thing, everyone is staring at me. At Beauxbatons you weren't noticed, unless you were Fleur Delacour. It wasn't a who's that stare, it was hey, whoa stare. I don't like this teacher Umbridge. She's controlling, just like my old school. Well other classes should be better.

'Let the feast begin!' Professor Dumbledore called out, with that golden plates appeared with mountains of food on it.

'Come on, dig in.' George laughed. I picked up a slice of Sheppard's Pie, it was delicious. 'So Kelsey, did you have a boyfriend at Beauxbatons?'

'No, and why?' George gave a little smile, but then went back to his Roast Chicken. I was nearly bursting, the food at Beauxbatons, was nowhere near as good as this. The food disappeared from the serving dishes, but was soon replaced by hundreds of Puddings. I looked in amazement, Harry quickly grabbed a massive slice of Treacle Tart, Fred was piling his plate with Ice Cream, and George was cutting himself a piece of Chocolate Mousse.

'What would you like, Madame?' Fred asked me, putting a posh accent on. His ears had gone a bright red.

'Could I please have some Lime Jelly, sir?' His ears went redder and his face turned the same colour as his hair. He cut me slice but soon dropped it on George's arm, when he was leaning forward for some Custard Tart.

'Oi,' George looked pissed off, but a smile slowly grew on his face. Fred had another go at cutting a piece of Jelly; he managed to get half of it in the bowl, but looked embarrassed that he had missed most of it. I clicked my fingers and the jelly grew a pair of legs and jumped into my bowl. Fred started smiling and went as red as his hair.

'What's the Common Room like?' I asked Fred, who had given up on eating.

'It's nice. How long have you been playing Quidditch?' He was staring into my eyes,

'Since I was four, I think, maybe 5, I just grew up with it.'

He smiled, 'Are you any good?'

'I hope so, I got into the school team last year, but we didn't compete in anything. What kind of broom do you have?'

'A Comet 360, Yourself?'

'A Firebolt, Oliver gave it to me for my birthday last year. Comets are a good broom, easy to control, just lacks a bit on the speed side. Good for Keepers, not sure about Beaters though.'

'Their faster than a Cleansweep though, Cleansweeps have poor control, and can't ago faster than 200 miles per Hour. Nimbus' are good; I'm saving up to get the newest one,

'The Nimbus 2006? They're not that good; you're better off saving an extra 3 galleons and buying the first model of the Firebolts. The Nimbus has good acceleration, but lack in control and easy to jinx. One knock and they can go widely out of control. Have you seen the Bluebottle's? You're safer on that than one of those than a Nimbus.'

'True, I think I'll save up for a Firebolt, the Bluebottle's would be good if they were faster. Are you trying out for the team?'

'Yeah, you're already in the team aren't you?'

'Yeah, if you're going up for Chaser, you're going to have to beat Katie, Angelina and Alicia, Ginny's in rotation with Alicia, Ginny's in the team, but on the reserves.'

'Thanks for the advice Fred, who's Keeper, and who's Seeker?

'Harry's Seeker and we don't have a Keeper.' People were slowly getting up around us. 'We'd better go up to the Common Room.' We continued talking about Quidditch,

'Did you go to the World Cup last year?' He asked me. People were staring at us, as we went up the stairs.

'Yeah I did, every game, Oliver got signed on half way through, after England's smashing by Portugal. Australia did pretty well, the final was amazing. Top Box seats, did you go?'

'Yeah, we were in the Top Box too. Lynch is an amazing player. The Irish Chaser's are possibly the best three is the world.'

'Not if you think about, together they're fantastic, but if you spilt them up, they would be alright at the best of times. But that's why they work so well, they work as a team. What's the password?' We had reached the Common Room now; it was just of the 7th floor, kind of in between the 6th and 7th.

'I can help you, Hi I'm Hermonie Granger, Hi Fred, and the password is Godric Gryffindor.' The portrait of a large lady eating fruit swung open. 'What N.E.W.T. subjects are you taking Kelsey?' Hermonie started talking to me, so Fred walked off, to George who was handing out boxes with a large W on it, in return for a pile of Galleons.

'I'm taking Advanced Potions, Advanced Transfiguration, Advanced Defence Against, Charms, Herbolgy, Ancient Runes, Muggle Studies,' Hermonie gave me a smile, 'I think that's about it.' She looked impressed.

'I heard your trying out for Quidditch, good luck.' Hermonie walked off. Fred and George came over to me,

'Exactly how many subjects are you taking?' George looked at me in disbelief, 'You're going to have no spare periods.'

'You have spare periods? I'll drop Muggle Studies and Ancient Runes then, I can always give the books to Hermonie.' Fred laughed,

'would you like a Skiving Snack box on the house?'

'Okay,' I looked in wonder at the box George had handed me. It was full of brightly coloured lollies; they were sorted into groups, Puking Pastilles, Nose-Bleed Nougats, and Ten-Tonne Tounge Toffees, of which the last one had written for enemies.

'And Harry told us to tell you that Quidditch Try-Outs are in two weeks on Saturday, as this Saturday is a Hogsmede visit.'

The next two weeks went quickly. The Twins were my personal guides to Hogwarts. Fred talked to me every day, and the conversations were never boring. I was in Potions, when Fred asked me why his Luck Potion was bubbling too much, when it was obvious that he needed to turn the heat down, and to add some more powdered Unicorn horn. Snape looked impressed, and asked me after class at what year level did we learn this at Beauxbatons. We learnt it in 5th year, which made him smile. He asked me if I knew how to brew the Draught of Living Death, I know how to, just never actually made it. I didn't go to Hogsmede that Saturday, as I was already piled with homework. Transfiguration was the hardest, but only asked for practical stuff which was good. We had to transfigure a Butterbeer bottle into a Bird of Prey. Fred, who had stayed back as well, managed to transfigure his bird, but it was indeed very drunk. My first attempt was alright, the bottle had turned into an eagle, but still had The Three Broomsticks printed on its back. My second attempt was a lot more successful, as a beautiful falcon was flying around the common room. Fred laughed, but then insisted that I transfigure it back, before it leaves it's droppings on something. Professor McGonagall gave me top marks for it, which slightly improved my week.

Finally Saturday had come around; Fred, George and I were on our way to the pitch when Malfoy ran into me,

'Wood, why are you hanging out with these Blood Traitors, when your mother isn't one of their kind?' I burst into tears, and ran away.