Chapter 2

"I can't believe your related to the famous Harry Potter!" a boy named Colin Creevey was exclaiming when he came up to stand closer to Izzy after they entered the Gryffindor tower.

Izzy had hoped to get a few last words at Draco before they retired to their quarters, but it was too late; by the time she had seen even a small glimpse of his bleach blonde hair, he was already headed out the Great Hall doors with his fellow Slytherin.

Izzy put on a fake smile, by this point everyone had already spoken on how exciting it was that Harry had a cousin, and they were both in Gryffindor; but this Colin kid just wouldn't shut up about it! "Yeah, Colin. It's pretty cool.." she trailed off when someone tugged on her robes.

Upon turning around, she saw it was Ginny, and she smiled, relieved to see someone that wasn't on her nerves, "Hey, Ginny." she greeted, ignoring Colin when he tried to tug on her robes as well.

Ginny was blushing, her cheeks going as red as her hair, "Your cousin just walked in.." she started, but Izzy wasn't listening anymore.

She drew her brown gaze upward and over to the entrance behind the painting, where she saw a Ginger haired boy with freckles and blue eyes like Ginny's, 'Must be one of her brothers.' she thought to herself before she looked at the being next to him.

It was a boy of about twelve with black hair like her's, wavy as ever, and with bangs plastered on his forehead from sweat; and bright green eyes behind round glasses. His skin was pale, and it was scuffed up by mud, the same went for his red headed friend.

He was smiling while everyone came up to him and cheered on how he apparently came to school in a flying car, 'I knew I saw a flying car!' Izzy thought triumphantly as she walked forward to stand a little ways away from the boy, who she predicted was Harry.

She had never met her cousin until now, she didn't know anything about him other than he survived Voldemort's attack, coming out of it with only a scar to remember.

She stopped when she saw the Quidditch Captain, whom she met a little while ago, Oliver Wood; talking to Harry, possibly about their first Quidditch match.

But as she came nearer to the boys, she distinctly heard Oliver say her name, "There's another Potter, Harry!" he was saying excitedly, "And she says she's related to you through her father."

Izzy stopped moving when she saw Harry scan the crowd of Gryffindors who were still saying how cool it sounded that he and Ron, the auburn haired boy, rode a flying car. Harry's green eyed gaze came to stop on her form, and suddenly he was pushing his way through the students to get to her.

He stood in front of her, and Izzy noticed how he and Draco had a few inches on her, "Are you... Izzy Potter..?" he asked quietly, and you could hear everyone in the Gryffindor common room go dead silent, not wanting to miss this meeting.

Izzy smiled and nodded, "I can't believe I'm finally meeting the boy my father wouldn't shut up about after his brother was killed.. Harry; I'm your cousin." she said.

At first, Harry said nothing, it seemed like he was a little upset that he was learning this now, but then a huge smile spread across his face, "And here, I thought Dudley was my only cousin... Well, I've been proven wrong... But, for once, I'm glad!" he exclaimed before swiftly wrapping his arms around her and squeezing so hard, she thought she would suffocate.

That evening, everyone in the Gryffindor house had decided it was best to leave the two cousins alone so that they could talk about what their lives were like outside of Hogwarts, Izzy got rather mad when she learned that Harry was treated with nothing but disrespect at the Dursley's home, "They're lucky they don't know me. They'd never live to see another day." Izzy had said when she was told that Harry had to escape from their home just to come back to Hogwarts.

"So," Izzy said, leaning back in her seat on the couch in front of him, "there's this boy, his name is Draco-"

"His last name wouldn't happen to be 'Malfoy', would it?" Harry interrupted her, crossing his legs underneath himself as he placed his hands behind him, "Izzy, I'm telling you right now, stay away from him. He's nothing but a jerk who thinks he owns everything and everyone." he said forcefully, his green eyes glinting with hatred.

Izzy blinked, "Do you even know Draco?" she asked her cousin, and when he didn't answer, she continued, "Exactly. Look, I'm sure he's done some bad stuff in the past, who hasn't? But, you don't know what he's been through or anything about him. You don't know who his parents are, or what he's like outside of school even." she stood up and started walking over to the First Year's girl's quarters, "Don't judge someone before you get to know them better, Harry; it's a bad trait if you do." she finished this as she shut the girl's door behind her before her cousin could say anything regarding what happened last year with Draco Malfoy.

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Izzy's first day at Hogwarts was rather fun, if she did say so herself.

She decided already that Professor Lockhart really irritated her to no end, so she left a little something in his top desk drawer. If he tried to pin it on the Weasley twins, then she would come up to them and apologize afterwords.

Right now, she was sitting through her very first Potions Class, with Professor Snape.

Snape would occasionally send a glance in her direction as he continued his lecture regarding a Cure for Boils potion, asking each student which ingredients would go into the cure, and in what order.

"Ms. Potter," he addressed Izzy as he paced around her area of the dungeon he had for a class room, "What is the second ingredient?" he asked her, thinking he might have a re-do of Harry's first day in his class.

Izzy surprised him, "Horned slugs." she answered.

Snape stopped pacing and turned his head to look at her, "And what is the correct amount to add to the cauldron?" he asked her.

Izzy thought a minute before she answered, "Four of them, sir." she said, scribbling something down in her notepad, not noticing the slight smile on her Professor's face.

"I have more questions for you, Ms. Potter." Izzy stopped writing as she looked up at Snape with a raised eyebrow.

"Okay." she said.

"Cure for Malaria?" he asked.

"Ashwinder eggs." was her answer.

"What are the key ingredients to a Forgetfulness potion?"

"Lethe river water, mistletoe berries, and Valerian sprigs."

"Last question." he smiled, causing everyone but Izzy to shiver involuntarily, "What is in an Undetectable Poison?" he asked.

Izzy held her hand on her chin as she thought about it, "That is a trick question." she finally said.

Snape crossed his arms over his chest as he looked at her, still smiling, "And why is that, Ms. Potter?" he asked her.

"Because, sir, no one knows what's in it, only that it can kill." she answered casually before looking back down at her notepad. (A/N I'm sorry if I got that one wrong, it didn't say what was in it on the Harry Potter wiki.)

Snape continued to smile even as the class ended, "Ms. Potter, before you go, I would like a word with you." he called Izzy back before she could start the climb back up he staircase.

Izzy walked back over to his desk with a curious expression, "Yes, sir?" she asked, thinking she might be in trouble for some strange reason.

"I must say, Ms. Potter, you are almost exactly like your father." he said with a smile.

The black haired girl blinked, "You knew my dad?" she asked him finally, holding her books tightly to her chest.

Snape nodded, "He was my best friend growing up in Hogwarts. Next to Lily, of course, but when your Uncle James Potter," he added the Potter when he remembered her father saying that his wife had a brother named James, "decided it would be a good idea to take Lily away from me, Richard was there to tell me kind words, whether they were words that could seriously hurt his brother, or just something along the lines of 'she'll come to her senses', he was there. And now, I see his daughter, who looks almost exactly like him; you must've gotten your mother's eyes. I am delighted to see at least one Potter who won't get on my nerves." he said, standing up from behind his desk, "If you ever need anything, Isabelle, you know where to find me." he finished while grasping her shoulder and squeezing it once in a friendly fashion before walking past her and up the staircase.

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Izzy sat at the Gryffindor table, eating her lunch peacefully and reading a parchment she got from home that morning, her brother, Daniel, made the boy's soccer team at his Middle School, and they'd be sending her pictures of his games since she couldn't be there to see them herself.

"What are you reading?" she heard a familiar voice drawl out in British behind her. She turned around and saw Draco Malfoy standing there with his hands behind his back and slight smile on his face as read the letter over her shoulder.

Izzy smiled up at him, "Hey, there. Um, are you mad?" she asked him timidly, folding the parchment back up.

Draco blinked, "No, why would I be?" he asked her, taking a seat next to her on the Gryffindor table, ignoring the audible gasps that erupted from both the Slytherin table and the Gryffindor table, apparently it was a rather big deal that a Slytherin kid be anywhere near the Gryffindor table, let alone sit there.

After a quick sweep of both tables, and upon not seeing eye nor ear of her cousin or his friends, she leaned in a little closer to Draco's ear, "You and my cousin don't exactly get along, Draco. And I didn't tell you who I was yesterday on the train, or even on the boat coming to Hogwarts." she said a little softly.

Draco pursed his lips as he looked back at her dark brown eyes, "I know, and I must admit that I was a little ticked off that you failed to tell me those little details about yourself. But, to be completely honest with you, dear, I could care less about who you are, what house your in, or even who your related to." he finished this with a sincere smile that she remembered him giving her the night before.

Izzy smiled back at him, and was about to say something, when the sound of someone's voice stopped her.

"Izzy! Get away from him!" she looked up and saw Harry, as well as Ginny's brother, Ron, and a girl that she met in the girl's quarters last night, Hermione Granger; coming towards them, Harry and Ron looked rather miffed that Malfoy was at their table, but Hermione had her face stuck in a book and seemed to not be paying any attention whatsoever to what was going on.

Harry was the first one to the table, and as soon as he was two feet away, Draco stood up in a flash, knocking over one of the golden gavels in front of them, and he moved a little bit away from the Gryffindor table, while still standing in front of Izzy as if he meant to protect her.

Harry was seething, "What are you doing here, Malfoy?" he demanded with clenched teeth.

Draco sneered at him, "I was simply having a conversation with Miss Potter, here. But," he turned his head in Izzy's direction, "it seems we will have to cut this discussion short, my dear. I shall see you later." he said, turning to go and started walking away, occasionally casting sideways glances towards Izzy as he walked back over to the Slytherin table.

Izzy watched as Draco was slapped on the back in friendly manners by his lackeys, before she turned her furious gaze to her cousin, who had taken Draco's seat, "He wasn't doing anything wrong, Harry. We were just talking." she said, trying to keep calm.

Harry scoffed as he got a drink of the pumpkin juice he had poured into his gavel, "With Malfoy, there's no such thing as 'just talking'. I told you he was nothing but a jerk who thinks he owns everything and everyone. You just watch, soon he'll think he owns you, too." he said as he started eating.

Izzy found her appetite disappear and she got up from her seat, "Get one thing straight here, Harry. No one owns me, but me. And that is not Draco's intentions. I can promise you that." she said, turning to go before Ron's voice called her back.

"Where are you going? Lunch just started." he asked her with a quizzical expression on his slightly red face.

Izzy didn't say anything as she picked up her book bag and books, then, "I'm not hungry." was all she uttered before she turned and sprinted out of the Great Hall, unaware of the slightly concerned, but still mad, grey eyes of the blonde haired Slytherin boy she had stood up for.

That's it for this chapter! I hope you liked it!

I've decided to write about random moments in all the books where I feel Izzy would fit in. So, I won't be following all the chapters in every book, that would take way too long!

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-Zabby