A/N: The french below means something along the lines of "My little angel, I shall miss you so much while you are gone" Please Review!

Disclaimer: I am sadly not J.K. Rowling, nor do I own Harry Potter. Although, Cristmas is coming up, and if someone wanted to give me a present...

A/N pt 2: This chapter is dedicated to everyone who has to start a new. Making new friends is hard, recovering old friends can be harder, but always remember to be welcoming.

Victoire smiled before hugging her father, Bill, around the waist.

"I'll miss you so much, Daddy!"

Bill chuckled at his daughter's innocence. He slowly petted Victoire's platinum blonde hair, she was one of the very few Weasleys who had not inherited the Weasley Red Hair.

"Don't worry about it, Sweetheart. Before you know it, it will be Christmas time, again, and you can come home and celebrate the holiday with me, and your little sister, Dominique, and Mommy, too! Trust me, baby, it will be okay."

"Es'coose me, Bill, but I would also like to hug my daughter before the train leaves the station," Fleur spoke in her native French accent, "And are you sure Victoire can't go to Beauxbatons, like I did?"

"Fleur," Bill started, after releasing Victoire from their hug, "we've already discussed this. Victoire will be happy at Hogwarts, and close to home. It's the perfect school for her- plus, you wouldn't want her to acquire a French accent, while she was there."

"Hello!" Victoire shouted at her parents," The train leaves in eight minutes, and I'd rather get on it, then not!"

"She's right, of course, Bill. Oh! Victoire, mon petit ange, Je vous manquerai autant de pendant que vous êtes loin!" Fleur sobbed into her eldest daughter's hair.

"Mama! You know I will miss you just as much- but I have to go now! I'll say goodbye to everyone once I'm on the train, but let's GO!"

"Victoire! Over here!" Teddy called, sticking his head out of his compartment.

"Teddy?" Victoire beamed. "Oh, Teddy! Is that you? I haven't seen you since last week!" She laughed, remembering the Weasleys last get-together.

"I know, right?" Teddy laughed. "Well, I'll see you at school, I guess."

"Okay, bye Teddy! I'll see you later." Victoire was too late, Teddy had already disappeared into his compartment, now laughing with his friends. "Boys," she sighed to herself.

Victoire had finally found an empty compartment, when another girl slid the door open.

"Excuse me, but can I sit here? Everywhere else is- well it's not full, but you're the first, first year I've seen," the girl piped up.

"Oh, um, sure. I guess that would be all right. My name's Victoire- Victoire Weasley." Victoire said, a bit taken aback.

"Thanks! I'm Natalie Sharppe," she told before taking the seat across from Victoire.

Victoire remembered the stories, practically everyone had told her, about how one of the first conversations they had ever had, was about what house they expected to be in.

"So," Victoire began, her thoughts still centered around her relatives' tales, "what house do you think you'll be in?"

"Oh, I suppose I'll be in-" Natalie started.

But whatever Natalie's answer was, Victoire did not hear, for once more, a scared and confused girl had opened the compartment door.

"Hello!" Natalie stated confidently. "Did you want to sit wit us?"

"That would be lovely- I don't know a single soul on this train. Oh! I forgot, my name is Kathleen O'Brian, I'm a muggle born," Kathleen thanked us.

"Hey," Victoire spoke up," I'm Victoire Weasley, we're first years too."

"Yeah, and I'm Natalie," she spoke, "I hope we all are in the same house!"

"Only if you're planning on being a Gryffindor, I'm pretty sure that's destined for me. I'm a Weasley, we've been in Gryffindor for generations."

"Wait a minute," Natalie almost shouted, "you're a Weasley!"

"Yes."

"And that means- oh! I've been hearing stories about your family since I was a baby! Wow! You're related to Harry Potter! And Ron Weasley! And, oh! Hermione Weasley, too! She's been my idol since I was little, the only female member of the infamous trio." Natalie exclaimed.

"Yep," Victoire said half-heartedly, "Some of my aunts and uncles."

Victoire was staring out the window.

"Hey, Victoire!" Teddy called.

"Teddy! You're here!" Victoire exclaimed, before hugging him to death.

"Yeah, I just wanted to tell you, we're almost there… Oh! Hey, everybody, er, I am Teddy Lupin. Third year. Gryffindor. Okay. Awkward. Bye, Victoire. Ladies."

Once Teddy had let the door close behind him, Victoire burst out laughing, Natalie and Kathleen, however, stared at her with confused looks.

Natalie was the first to speak, "Who was that incredabley hot guy, and how can I get some of him?"

"Natalie," Victoire shrieked, "he's thirteen!"

"So, I'm not biased."

"Well, I am! He's practically my cousin!"

"Practically?" Natalie and Kathleen both questioned me.

"Well, my entire family sort of adopted him- his parents died in the war, he was only a year old."

"Well," Kathleen started, "I think that he's adorable."

A/N: Sorry for poor quality of this chapter, I'm sick to my stomach, and this is the best I can do between barfs. :(