AN: Bored again. So I wrote. And wrote. And wrote some more! And I thought it was actually post-worthy. So, here we go. ;3

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Aurora Anetta Alexandria Abdullah was awe-struck when she walked into the extravagant dining hall. Never in her life had she seen something so…big and beautiful. Sure, the school back home had been nice, but this was unlike anything she had ever seen before. Candles hovered near the ceiling above the students and a giant window revealed the outside world behind the table of professors. The tables were lined with dishes, hidden platters prepared for their first Hogwarts meal of the year. Everything was amazing.

Then again, since Aurora had only lived in dark basements and attics and tiny rooms that were cold and bear, anything would seem incredible to her. After being shoved around from foster home to foster home, Aurora had become so used to the poorly taken care of rooms her foster parents would give her. The poor, tragically beautiful girl, having to suffer such neglect!

Aurora nearly jumped as someone brushed against her, looking over to see Draco Malfoy staring at the room as well, smirking.

"Almost as beautiful as you are," he said, looking at her and winking. Aurora's breath caught in her throat, and she looked away quickly, biting her lower lip and giggling nervously. She had never had anyone hit on her before, since she was so unattractive and unsociable in her opinion.

"Aurora Anetta Alexandria Abdullah!" the Headmaster, Professor Dumbledore called her forward to be sorted into the mass of students by the infamous Sorting Hat.

Yet as she walked forward, people could not take their eyes off of her. She tossed her hair over her shoulder, her cheeks turning beet red as more and more people began to stare. As she reached the front of the room and turned around, her vibrant, starry eyes passing over the students, she resembled an angel. Her ivory skin glowed softly, her hair framing her face and flowing like a waterfall down past her shoulders. A hush fell over the crowd as the Sorting Hat was placed gingerly on her head, only to be met with more silence from the hat itself.

"Hmm…"

As the silence grew, Aurora became more and more nervous, worried that the Sorting Hat would put her in the wrong house…or worse. Maybe the Sorting Hat would not even have a place for her to go! Aurora slammed her eyes shut and clenched her fists, suddenly frightened that she would be chased out of yet another place.

This can't be happenin'…not again!

But then the Hat spoke.

"Very interesting… Even with the amount of insecurities that exist in you and how coward-like you seem to be, I feel as if you will have a great asset to Hogwarts in any house you are put in! Despite your lack of self confidence and your lack of personality, you are going to be the greatest person in this school that most everybody will be envious of and want to be with."

Aurora listened to the Hat's words anxiously, a shiver running down her back.

"I say… Gryffindor!"

And suddenly, a roaring applause burst through the silence, shattering it to pieces as the students of Gryffindor greeted the stunned, shy girl. Almost robotically, Aurora made her way to the long tables, welcomed enthusiastically by students requesting her attention and company.

But it wasn't until she saw one specific person did she stop walking. As their eyes locked, the rugged-looking boy from early stared at her with the same look he gave her earlier, but instead of disappearing this time, he motioned for her to come over instead. Shivering, Aurora walked over and sat down next to the dark-haired boy, sliding in between him and a ginger.

"Hey," the boy said, turning so that he could talk to her easier. "I'm Harry. Harry Potter."

"Aurora Anetta Alexandria Abdullah," she said, avoiding his eyes. Since they were packed into the long table, Aurora's leg kept bumping into his every once in a while, but he didn't seem to mind. Their closeness only made her blush more.

"I know." Harry smiled at her, his emerald green eyes flashing as he stared intently at her, fixated by her marvelous beauty. He rested his chin against his hand, still staring when the ginger-haired boy interjected into their conversation.

"Ronald Weasley, but you can just call me Ron," he informed, leaning in towards her. His face was only inches from hers, his pale blue eyes wide as he took in her gorgeousness. "You are by far the most attractive person I have ever… ever had the pleasure of meeting!"

Across the table, a bushy, brown-haired girl coughed, her sharp brown eyes piercing through Aurora dangerously. Ron Weasley ignored her, completely gaga over the new student. Aurora felt Harry tense beside her and she glanced at him, only to see him glaring a Ron. And was that… jealousy?

What is going on here? Why would Harry be jealous? Does he… does he actually like me?

The very thought of Harry liking her made Aurora's heart jump. No one has ever liked her before! It felt exhilarating. Goosebumps formed on her arm when Harry's hand brushed against hers as he reached for a drink.

"Ron, don't you have your eyes on someone already?" Harry asked nonchalantly, taking a sip out of the unique goblet he held in his hand. Ron glanced at Harry before looking back at Aurora, ignoring him completely. But before he could say anything else, the girl across the table butted in.

"Ron!" she scolded, glaring at him dangerously. Her very gaze made Aurora cringe as intimidating as it was. And when the girl turned her eyes to Aurora, she just stared at the table, swallowing the lump in her throat.

"I'm Hermione Granger," she introduced herself proudly, raising her chin. "Top of the class. If you want, I can help you with your homework, since I'm sure you won't nearly get as good as grades as I do."

Aurora nodded quickly, too nervous to say much.

"O-Okay, thanks," she said, glancing up at Hermione. A small smirk appeared on her face. Although Aurora knew she wouldn't need any help with homework, she didn't dare deny the jealous girl her momentary pride.

"So tell me about yourself, Aurora," Harry said before anyone else could, eyes glued to her again. Aurora looked at him, shivering under his gaze.

"Well," she started, clearing her throat nervously, "I'm from Tennessee. I'm, um, emotionally unattached from people because…m'foster parents beat me down, mentally and physically… But even so, I still seek for acceptance from them and others because I feel that if people a-accept me, I'll be happy with m'self.

"I lack self confidence… and am a complete chicken when it comes to meetin' new people. I think I'm unattractive, but-but everyone else finds me supernaturally beautiful. I refuse to believe it. I also make people act out of character when they're around me, like you are."

Aurora paused for a moment, shaking from nervousness, but then she remembered something else.

"Oh, and I love Quidditch... It's m'favorite sport."

Harry perked up at this, grinning and leaning his face towards hers. He was only a few inches away from her, his leg rubbing against hers.

"Did you know I'm the Gryffindor seeker?"

Aurora Anetta Alexandria Abdullah, you have struck gold.

"N-no. I didn't know…are ya any good?"

Harry smiled. And thus Aurora Anetta Alexandria Abdullah was welcomed to a world she had only begun to learn of, and she was welcomed with wide open arms from everyone. Well...almost everyone.

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P.S. – I have rock candy! :D Also, I am getting my wisdom teeth out tomorrow, so I probably will not have another chapter up for a few days. Wish me luck D;

~XOcutioner