Chapter 2- The New Girl
It was September 1st. Harry, Ron, and Hermione, were running through the barrier that marked gate 9 and ¾.
They made their way to the station on the other side.
The trio said good-bye to Mrs. Weasley as they boarded the Hogwarts Express. They walked down to the last
compartment when they found someone was already there. The person was reading the Daily Prophet.
Hermione thought to herself "Maybe we should go to another compartment." The person put down the newspaper.
It was a girl. That wouldn't have been so weird, but she had blue hair, and she looked like she would be their age.
"You guys don't have to leave. I don't mind" she said. The trio looked at each other and sat down.
"Hi, I'm Har..." Harry began to say, as Malfoy and his goons barged through the door.
"Who's the freak?" growled the cold voice of Draco Malfoy.
"This Freak is your worst nightmare" the strange girl said. Harry and Ron started laughing. Draco gave the
girl a cold stare and said-
"If I dreamed about you, it would be a nightmare!" Crabbe and Goyle laughed. Actually it was more like
grunting than laughing.
"Sweet dreams!" said the girl as she changed into a blue eagle. Then it chased the goons out the door.
She changed back to human and turned around. Harry, Hermione, and Ron just stared in disbelieve.
"You're Traci Nightingale" Hermione said. "You are the youngest Animagus in History."
"I am?!" said Traci.
"What are you doing here? I read that you went to an all girls Witchery school?"
"Hermione, you read too much, but anyhow, what are you doing here?" said Ron.
"Oh, that. Well…In Ancient Magic 101, we learned about Voodoo dolls. We were suppose to make them of our
partners and make them do tricks. I did a little extra credit and made one of our potions teacher Professor E.
Lixir. I forget to dissemble it after I had her give me an A on my Sleep Draught. The doll was
stuck in the pocket of one of my robes. She was found drenched in her office with soap suds in her ear." explained Traci.
The trio started laughing. Then Fred, George, and Ginny walked into the compartment.
"What's so funny? Who's the chick?" asked George.
"Hi, I am Traci Nightingale." she said.
"Hey, I like your hair. I'm Ginny Weasley. This is Fred and George."
"Hello, thanks." said Traci.
"Oh yeah, I'm Hermione, this is Ron, and…"
"Harry I know." said Traci. Harry turned red at the last statement. "You already told me, before those three bulldozers came in."
"Traci Nightingale… I recognize that name" said George. Traci turned into the blue eagle again.
"WOW" the newcomers chorused.
"Now I recognize that name. Cool! To bad everyone knows you are an Animagus. You could sneak around school and spy on people" said Fred.
"So how are the teachers at Hogwarts?" asked Traci.
"Most of them are nice. Professor McGonagall is strict but nice. She is also an Animagus. Flitwick is a very short man, but rather
cheerful. Binns is a ghost and everyone falls asleep in his class."
Ron said.
"Snape hates everyone except Slytherians" said Harry. "We are all Gryffindors." Then witch with the food cart came inside.
They all bought lots of candy. Then they put on their black robes. Traci put on white ones. She told them that where she came from, they
only had white ones, and didn't know where Diagon Alley was.
"I hope I am in Gryffindor. At least I would know some people." She said while they were collecting their stuff. Traci stood out by a lot.
As they walked through the huge doors from the carriage, she was so busy looking around she ran into someone. She looked up and had an idea who it was.
"Professor Snape. This is Traci Nightingale. She is looking for Professor Dumbledore" said Hermione in a rather shaky voice.
"Yes I heard of you. If you try any tricks on me, you will have a one way ticket to Azkaban. Follow me, 20 points from you new house for being rude,
and not following dress code" said Snape as he walked to the Great Hall. Traci followed behind him. They went through many chambers and reached a man that Traci was familiar with.
"Hello Severus, and this must be Traci." Dumbledore said. "Good to see you again. I haven't talked to your mother since the beginning of last year. You look just like her,
but without the blue hair."
"Thank you sir." Traci said. "Thousand thanks for giving me a second shot. I promise I will not make any more voodoo dolls."
"Well, you convinced me. Follow me, I will sort you" said Dumbledore as he opened the door to the Great Hall. The hall was filled with short kids with black pointed hats.
Dumbledore had her follow him to the stage where a stool and an old ragged hat stood.
"Attention please. The sorting of the first years will begin, but first we need to sort a fifth year. Traci Nightingale has been transferred to our school for some reasons.
You may ask her why later. Here you go" Dumbledore said, then he handed her the sorting hat. As she put it on her head, it said Gryffindor immediately. She walked over to where Ron,
Harry, and Hermione were.
"We knew you would be in our house." Harry said.
"Hey, you will be in my dormitory. We have had an empty bed since first year" said Hermione.
Dumbledore explained the major rules, introduced the teachers, and the new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher Professor Dede Beutile.
She had long silvery hair, and deep blue eyes. Everyone seemed shocked
but the new people. Hermione and Traci looked at the two boys beside them.
"You thought my crush on Lockhart was superficial." Hermione said in a sarcastic voice. Harry and Ron snapped back to earth. They laughed. The feast was delicious,
people kept asking Traci why she left her old school. Traci made a lot of people laugh. Snape would not stop glaring at them.
"What is his problem?" asked Traci.
"He hates me because of who my father was, and he hates Gryffindor because he is the head of Slytherian house" said Harry.
"Everyone, the feast is over so everyone go to bed. The prefects will give you the password" stated Dumbledore.
Yawning most of the way, Harry, Ron, Hermione, and Traci reached the portrait hole. Hermione told them the password (Gillyweed) and went to bed.
Hermione was telling Traci about all the
memories she had with Ron, and Harry over the past 4 years. Then she told Traci about Ron's, Harry's, and her own past and family.
Then they fell asleep. Traci awoke to a tapping at the window,
then Hermione woke.
"It's an owl" said Traci sleepily.
"That's Harry's owl" declared Hermione. They jumped out of bed and opened the window. They untied the letter from Hegwig's leg. It read,
'Sorry to wake you, but I need to show you some thing
Signed H&R'
They walked downstairs to the common room, and found Harry and Ron looking at something. They looked up and ran over to the girls.
Harry had a huge smile on his face.
"Look at this, my prayers have been answered!" said Harry.
"You don't mean.." Hermione said as she grabbed the thing out of Ron's hand. It was part of the Daily Prophet.
Sirius Black Found Innocent
Albus Dumbledore has informed the ministry that Sirius Black was framed for killing 12 muggles and Peter Pettigrew.
Only now has the ministry believed him. Pettigrew faked his own death, and killed the muggles. Pettigrew escaped by turning into a rat.
Pettigrew was also the one that gave Lily and James Potter to the Dark Lord. Sirius Black is now free. Pettigrew was
seen by several wizards and was put into a body bind.
For further information, turn to page 7.

"Sirius just sent it" Harry said. "I can't believe this, I get to leave the Dursleys forever!!!!!" He was now jumping up and down.
"This is great!" squealed Ron. "Just imagine what it will be like to live with him!"
Traci just stood there watching how exciting they were. Her mother was good friends with Sirius, Lupin, James, and Lily.
She was happy for him, she never met any of them, but her mother always talked about when she was a student at Hogwarts.
Hermione noticed that Traci was just standing there, outside of the circle.
"Guys, we have class tomorrow. We better go to bed. Let's wake up early and show Traci around." Hermione suggested.
"Good idea, goodnight" said Harry.

Disclaimer,
I only own Professor Beutile, and Traci NIghtingale. Nothing else, I wish i did own them though.