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Hermione's POV

I watched as the black haired man, obviously much too young to father fifteen year olds, spoke so quickly, his lips barely moved. How were they to hear a single word? But the children said nothing, just nodded once. Then,as the doors began to close, they fluidly moved to the doors and were inside before the doors locked. Their movements, simple as they were, had something strange about them. There was something in their aura, something sinister...no, I am being silly. Get a grip, I told myself. You are a prefect, and it will be your duty to make sure they feel welcome here.

They passed by my compartment now. My chance to speak to them, I thought, but as I looked at them, I stopped cold.

There was five of them. Two, a boy and a girl, had jet-black hair. A second boy had auburn hair. The third boy had a collage of different shades of blonde, in his sleek hair. These four had hair cut short. But the fifth, a girl, had golden hair to her waist. Although they wore the school uniform, it was obvious it was made with the best material they could find. I noticed that the girls had colored hair attachments, also obviously high quality. Their dad gave them a thousand galleons, for a few weeks? They were clearly richer than they knew what to do with. They had very dark eyes, despite their range in hair tones. But this wasn't what held my attention, held me in my seat.

All of these faces were devastatingly, abnormally, frightfully, inhumanly beautiful. Every single one. Even the boys. I found it as unsettling as the grace, the silence with which they moved. It was difficult to decide who was more beautiful, the black haired boy, or perhaps the blonde girl.

I couldn't help staring openly, or rather gawking. I could see other students gawking too. So I wasn't the only one who noticed their unusualness,even doing very usual things.

They passed my compartment without even glancing inside, even though I was the only one there. When I couldn't see them any more, some of my friends walked in and slammed the door.

"Did you see them?", my best friend, Lavender Brown insisted.

I chuckled. "They're not very easy to miss." I replied.

"They are all so hot, especially the boys. But we only have a shot at one". Paravati Patil said.

"What do you mean?". Forgive me, I was curious about those beautiful strangers.

"I mean they are already dating people. Well, all but one"

"Of course, you would know the latest shit.". Lavender rolled her eyes. "But spill anyway. What do you know about them?"

"Well", Paravati started importantly, "they are the Potters. The Potters are a family of purebloods going back centuries. They just moved into a valley in a place called Forks. They are very outdoorsy, so it is thickly vegetated- the valley I mean. They own everything for miles around their house. No one knows where that is, though. And they are filthy rich". Paravati placed emphasis on that part. "Richer than they know what to do with. Apparently they went to another magical school, Durmstrang, before they moved and came here. The black haired ones are Harry and Claudine Potter. The auburn haired one is Neville and the blondes-twins, mind-are Draco and Luna. Draco dates Claudine while Neville is with Luna. Harry is alone. The Potter name is of purebloods but they are not of the bloodline, because they are all adopted. Their foster father is a pure Potter, though."

"Really?" I exclaimed." They look a little too old for foster kids."

"They've been with Dr Potter and his wife since they were eight. She's their cousin three times removed, or some rubbish like that."

"They're gorgeous!" Lavender exclaimed. "Well, we might as we'll be the ones to welcome" she winked "Harry to his new school so he won't feel lonely."

"Why are we leaving the others out of the welcome? We might as well try our luck." Parvati giggled.

"I don't think Luna looks like the sort who'd take that. Claudine, I don't know. You can try Draco. I am going to try to give them a good first impression and introduce myself as a prefect, offer to show them the ropes, tutor them in subjects they can't catch up in, and altogether re-establishing my reputation as the nicest girl in class."

"Do you mind playing Happy Hermione after we've had our go? I don't want them to think all the girls in school are like you if you fail," Lavender said, earning her a glare from Hermione "and if you manage chat up to them, well, you'll probably be with them until we get to Hogsmeade station, and-"

"Okay, okay, I get your point. Well, off you go!" She pushed them out the door.