Year 2- Meeting the famed Harry Potter

I stood quietly, humming against my beloved sister. "Nymmy, will I have to hide my metamorph abilities again?" I ask her, my green eyes meeting her violet ones with sadness.

"Sorry El, maybe until you gain that confidence I see in you. You are a lion for a reason." She replied with a smile, knowing my reason for not speaking up often.

"But, Nev already knows." I smile. "The Weasley twins do too. How they did is a mystery to me."

"They don't make you do anything you don't want to?" She asks worriedly, remembering her experiences when she was ousted at my age.

"No, I help them with pranks occasionally, or show them how to help hide my metamorph abilities. They really are kind people, but their younger brother is horrid. He's really into the whole 'Slytherin are gits and so on'. But Malfoy is a git, though so I find it hard press to stick up for them or talk to them. Snape treats everyone like you told me." I answer, giggling at the pranks I helped with.

"Alright kiddo, owl me when you can. I expect progress on your abilities, what you See and the pranks you pull. Love you!" She cries, hugging me tightly, before letting me board the train.

"Love you too Nymmy!" I shout, waving at her.

Walking away, I try to find a compartment with my friends. Knocking on compartment doors, I apologise if I interrupt anyone, asking if they knew where Neville Longbottom was. Huffing, I open a compartment and, to my utter pride and shock, Neville is sitting with the one third of the Golden Trio.

"Hello Hermione how was your summer?" I ask her politely.

"It was alright, mum and dad took me around the country. We have plans to go to France next summer." She replied.

Third Person

Noele, Hermione and Neville talked the remainder of the trip, though Hermione fretted over where her two best friends were.

"They are fine Hermione, believe me." Noele hummed, a mysterious smile on her faeish face.

So, once the train stopped in the station, the three friends walked to the carriages, settling themselves in and rode to Hogwarts, the castle gleaming with that magic that wrapped itself around Noele, her green-grey eyes shining in happiness.

As the students seated themselves at their respective house tables, they watched the sorting with excitement, reminiscing about their own sorting with older years. Noele watched Ginny Weasley closely, looking for any sign of discomfort from the girl, from what she had Seen, but there was no sign of anything.

'I'll have to watch over her. Things could be as bad if I don't.' She thought, multiple plans running through her head, discarding them if they didn't get her the end result she wanted. 'If I could get her git of a brother, Ronald Weasley, to help, things definitely would go smoother. But it's more likely people find out I'm a metamorph.'

She took particular notice of a light blonde who was sorted in Ravenclaw. She smiled secretly, waving at her and cheering for her.

She had noticed, that the head of Slytherin was missing, along with the headmaster and head of her own house, Gryffindor. Snorting at the fact they were caught, she wrinkled her nose in disgust at the new DADA teacher. Perhaps, Lockheart would be a good teacher.

Unnoticed to those but Neville, her eyes glazed over until they were a ghostly white, Seeing what Lockheart would cause and his future. She shook her head once it was done, filing it away with the help of her occlumency.

She was startled as someone sat beside her, her green-grey eyes wide in surprise, catching emerald green that was observing her. Her face bore a slight pink hue. "Hello, Heir Potter." She smiled, brushing her dark brunette behind her ears.

"Hello." He replied. "Neville, how was your summer?"

And with that, Noele had created a slither of curiosity in Harry Potter. A curiosity that would last a lifetime, through danger and treachery. She made a friend in Harry Potter, a friendship that would become more throughout the years, as she stood by him, and he her.