Soon after, I hear a deep, sexy, male voice, "Move, Granger. This is my tree."

The guy who said that is tall, muscular, has white blond hair, and has these steely grey eyes that I would love to get to know.

I stare at him, defiance in my dark brown eyes. "One I'm not 'Granger'. I'm Kathryn Astuto. Two, is your name written on it?"

He looks surprised, his eyes immidiately soften to what looks more like a mild storm cloud. "Oh! I'm sorry, I thought you were Granger. My apologies, Miss Astuto. Your parents are Emily and David, correct?"

I think it's kind of weird how this guy knows my parents, but he's sexy, so he can get away with it. "Yes, they are. You are?"

"Draco Malfoy. Son of Lucius and Narcissa. Perhaps your parents have mentioned them?" He says with a smirk. He is really hot. I like this Draco Malfoy.

I smile seductively, "No, they haven't mentioned them, but they never mention their friends or acquaintances to me because they know I won't really care. However, I would've cared had I known they had such a good-looking son. Seeing as how this is your tree, would you mind sharing?"

I pat the ground next to me. He sits right next to me. Our thighs are touching, I feel an electric shock go through me as his thigh brushes against mine.

"So what brings you to Hogwarts Miss Astuto?" he asks very politely. He is such a gentleman, there's a plus.

"Please," I reply. "Call me Kathryn. I'm not exactly sure, but I think I'm really going to like it. Especially if you're here."

His smirk widens. "Would you like me to give you a tour?"

"Yes, that would be wonderful."

He stands up and offers me a hand. I grab it and he easily lifts me up. I had read a book about quidditch earlier and he must play it because I can see his toned muscles easily through his school shirt. He places a hand on the small of my back to guide me. He leads me towards the castle when Harry and Ron come out. I wave at them. When they see me, their jaw drops and they rush over. You'd think I was about to be eaten with the way they're acting.

"Kathryn!" Harry shouts. "What are you doing? With him?" He says him with absolute disdain. I don't know what's wrong with him. Draco seems very nice.

"Draco's giving me a tour. Is there a problem with that?" I practically spit out the last question glaring at him, daring him to say that there is.

"Yes!" Harry yells. "There is! He's a loathsome ferret! You can't let him do anything with you! Stop touching her!"

"Well," I reply cooly. "I happen to think ferrets are adorable." I smile at Draco. He looks shocked by my statement, but pleased nonetheless.

"Kathryn," Draco purrs my name. I love hearing him say it. "Why are you hanging out with these... disgraces?"

"Hey!" I shout, I'm offended that these two parties are insulting each other. I like all of them, although I like Draco differently. "Harry and Ron have no right to insult you, Draco, but you also have no right to insult them. I like all of you so stop! Now, behave, or if you're all going to act like five-year-olds, maybe you should all go in time-out!" I'm fuming, this is not the way I wanted this day to go. The three men are cowering at me, which I find humorous because they're all bigger then me. I'm guessing they all play quidditch. Harry, who is the shortest of the three is a good four inches taller than me and Ron, the tallest of them is at least seven inches taller than me.

I hear all of them mumble an "Okay, Kathryn." I smile, very pleased with myself that they're all going to behave now, hopefully like their own age.

"Now, Harry, Ron, is there a reason yo came looking for me?" I ask politely trying to keep them behaving for if not, they will be sorry.

"Oh, right!" Harry exclaims, I swear, that boy is so forgetful. "The Headmistress wants to see you, Kathryn."

"Okay, thanks," I smile and Draco leads me towards the Headmistress' office.

"Why are you friends with them?" Draco asks curiously.

"They've been very kind to me since I got here. They showed me where the library was," I replied, emphasizing on the library part. Anyone who shows me a library like Hogwarts' is immediately my friend.

Draco chuckles, "I always knew the Astuto's loved knowledge, but not to this extent."

This is a little creepy. He knows that everyone in my family are big knowledge seekers. I hope that's just from our parents conversing, otherwise, I need to run away as fast as I can. I gave a weak chuckle to humor him.

He stops, we're right outside a wall with a stone gargoyle gaurding what I assume is the entrance to the Headmistress' office. I know it needs a password because of the lovely Hogwarts: A History.

"Do you know the password?" I ask Draco, hoping he knows.

"No, I'm afraid not, Kathryn." I love it when he says my name. It sounds wonderful coming from his lips that look very appealing. I need to stop with this train of thought, the headmistress needs to see me.

"I'll see you around," Draco said as he waved good-bye. I wave back at him.

Now for the problem at hand. A big stone gargoyle whom I can't get past.

I decided to try talking to it, "Umm... the Headmistress wanted to see me?"

He stays there, unmoving. Time for Plan B. I knock on the stone, next to the gargoyle and yell up, "It's Kathryn Astuto, you wanted to see me?"

Nothing. This is just not working. Maybe if I knew the headmistress I could guess the password.

"For the love of books, open you stupid gargoyle," I mutter angirly.

Much to my surprise, the gargoyle jumps aside. There is a spiraling staircase right behind him. I hop on it and run up the many stairs until I finally reach a door. I knock on it.

"Come in," I hear a muffled woman's voice call out.

I open the door to see an office filled with the most peculiar silver instruments. There are moving portraits on the walls and they're all chatting with one another. They look at me, curious.

"Ah, Miss Astuto, I'm glad you've made it to my office," the Headmistress says.

I am so pleased that finally someone got my name right on the first try. No more of this annoying Hermione Granger crap.

I take a seat opposite the Headmistress with her desk separating us.

"Miss Astuto," the Headmistress begins. "I'm Headmistress McGonagall and am also the Transfiguration professor here at Hogwarts. You will be attending Hogwarts until we can get your, er, issue sorted out. You can preform magic, cant you?"

"Yes," I reply quickly. "Of course. I've looked up a bunch of spells and tried them out. They've all worked so far on my first try."

She looks a bit surprised at the last statement, but continues. "All right, you'll be given a schedule, and we'll sort you."

She grabbed an old wizard's hat and put it on my head. I hear a voice say, "Intresting, interesting. Where shall I put you?"