Summary: A new girl at school. Christine Draun. Who is she?

"CHRISTINE DRAUN", and everyone gasped for the second time that night. Harry didn't understand what the big deal was about. Why was everyone so interested in one person. Sure, she was beautiful, but it wasn't like she was Merlin. Ron and Ginny looked pale. Lavender and Parvarti were trying to fix their hair, and most of the boys were trying to clean up their uniforms. Harry looked across the table, and Hermione mirrored his expression. She mouthed to him "What is going on?" Harry just shrugged. Guess he would ask Ron later about it.

Headmistress placed the Sorting Hat on top of Christine Draun's head, and it shouted "GRYFFINDOR!" The Gryffindor boys screamed the loudest. Christine walked gracefully to the Gryfindor table, and sat down. The food soon appeared, and no one touched their food. Christine picked up her fork and started to eat her potatoes. Everyone else joined in with her. Soon the feast was over, and they all walked up to the Tower.

Harry, Ron, Hermione, and Ginny had all seated themselves around the fire, when Hermione asked, "Hey Ron, what was with that new girl, Christine?"

"You don't know about her Hermione?" Ginny asked.

"I've never heard of her. Is she like a celebrity in the magical world?" asked Hermione.

"No, more like royalty." replied Ron.

"Royalty?" asked Hermione.

"Yeah, the Drauns are older than magic itself. They are richer than Gringotts, more well-known than Merlin, and more beautiful then a heard of veelas." said Ron. "They are some of the oldest purebloods to date. They make the Malfoys look like they have been marrying muggles for centuries. Everyone knows about the Drauns. And that girl, Christine, is the youngest."

"Whats the big deal about that? So her family is well-known, why is everyone making such a commotion?" asked Hermione.

"Hermione, don't you wonder why her family is so well-known? There is a reason. About a thousand years ago, one of the first Drauns did something to a high witch.The witch was so furious that she cursed the entire Draun bloodline. Saying that they would have everything that anyone would want, but never know true happiness." spoke Ginny.

"Every Draun has met a tragic death somehow. Always tragic, the worst is when they are children. Christine's father, was taken captive by Lord Voldemort, but not before Voldemort forced him to kill Christine's mother. Then afterwards, they drowned Mr. Draun in the ocean. Christine was 5." said Ron.

"Oh my goodness. That is so terrible." said Hermione.

"It is. Last I heard, Christine was living in Italy, but she speaks English. She is supposed to be really brilliant too. I bet every boy in school was will jumping through hoops just to talk to her." said Ginny.

"Guys we best be getting to sleep, we have classes tomorrow." They all went to their dormitories.

That night, Harry lay up thinking about Christine, she lost her parents to Voldemort too. And she was cursed. "I wonder if any of that is actually true or just fairy tales." Harry thought as he got up to use the bathroom. He walked into the bathroom, and looked in the mirror. There was something about her. Something I saw. Its not love or lust or anything... just something I saw, in her eyes. I could swear I've seen those eyes somewhere. I saw that loneliness and hurt, the jaded view of being everyone's center of attention. Harry turned and gasped, he knew where he had seen those eyes. They were his own. He saw his own loneliness and hurt. Harry vowed that he would get to know Christine.