Lucy Martinson sat alone in her compartment on the Hogwarts Express, looking outside the window at the trees and landscape they passed. This was the first time she was ever on the train going to Hogwarts, and she was extremely nervous. All her cousins were muggles, so she was alone, unless she had any friends coming, which was extremely doubtful.

Her mother had not wanted her to come, so she had homeschooled Lucy for the last six years. It was only after her mother had gotten a job at St. Mungo's that she had sent Lucy to Hogwarts for her final year.

To say she was nervous was an understatement. She was unable to calm her nerves, since she had to make new friends, and be away from home for a year. She was not ready for this, but her mother had told her that she would do well at Hogwarts.

The compartment door slid open before Lucy heard some giggles. It was some blond girls, and they went silent when they saw her.

"Can we sit with you?" one of them asked her.

Lucy nodded, turning back to the window.

"Are you new?"

"Yeah. I was homeschooled by my mom, and she got a busy job last month, so she sent me here, since she can't teach me."

"What's your name?"

"Lucy. Lucy Martinson."

"I'm Rebecca. This is Tina, and the Regina."

"What house are you guys in?"

"Hufflepuff. We're one of the top houses in Quidditch. All three of us are on it. Are you going to try out?"

"I don't know. I need to see what the workload for NEWTs are, before I commit to anything."

The four of them talked, and Lucy felt a lot better about going to Hogwarts.

Molly Weasley walked into the Great Hall on September 1st of her final year, ready for her final year at school. She had no idea what to expect, except the hard classes. It would be even harder being Quidditch Captain of the Gryffindor team. Being Quidditch Captain would be hard, but she knew she could do it. After all, her dad believed in her, and so did her Aunt Ginny.

"Molly!" shouted someone from the Gryffindor table. It was her cousin, James. He was a year younger than her. "You cut your hair!"

"Yes, James. I did. Very observant."

"Funny. When are Quidditch tryouts? I mean, since Martin and Joey left, we have to replace them."

"I know. That's generally what happens when someone leaves the team." She waited for the shove he would give in reply. "I expect we'll have them at the end of the week. Apparently there are people who want to sign up already. I knew they would, since we are the best team."

"Who is on the list?"

They continued to discuss try outs, as Roxanne and Fred joined them.

"Did you see the new girl?" asked Roxanne. "Apparently she's a transfer from Beauxbatons. And get this, she's a ginger."

"There's bound to be a lot of new girls," replied James. "They're called first years."

Roxanne rolled her eyes. "Shut it, James. She's a seventh year. I wonder if we're related to her."

"I dunno. Are we related to any Martinsons?"

They all shrugged.

The sorting started, and they clapped when necessary. The new girl was sorted, and Molly's eyebrows rose.

"Does she look familiar?" asked Molly.

"She looks like you," answered James.

Shit, she thought.

Lucy sat up on the stool and clenched her eyes shut. She was nervous, and hoped she would get sorted into a house at all. It would be humiliating if she was told she wasn't good enough for the school.

Worried? I wouldn't be. You're intelligent and clever, and would do well in Ravenclaw. You also have a sense of ambition, and you're smart enough to get what you want. But your loyalty to everyone dominates everything, and for that, HUFFLEPUFF!

Lucy walked over to her table and sat next to Rebecca, before digging in to her food.

Up in the Common Room, Molly sat next to the fire, thinking. That girl had looked so much like her, but it had to be a coincidence. There were doppelgangers all over, she was bound to have more than one. A set of snapping fingers broke her out of her reverie. It was Roxanne.

"Thinking about the girl?"

"Yeah. It's got to be some sort of coincidence, right? There have to be tons of doppelgangers around. I can't be the only person who looks like me."

"She really freaks you out, huh?"

"A little, but I can avoid her. She's in Hufflepuff, not Gryffindor."

The two went up to their dorm and started to talk about Roxanne's Head Girl duties, and Molly being Quidditch Captain. After a while, the two of them fell asleep on Roxanne's bed.