A/n: And, it's taken me forever to update. Sorry, guys! Haah, well, here goes nothing!

"Nessie, Honey, hurry up. We have to be at the platform soon!" Edward Cullen called to his daughter.

"Coming, Daddy!" Nessie yelled down the stairs. She hurried in her hotel room, packing up the last of her new school stuff and her clothing. Quickly, she grabbed her squirmy new kitten, whom she had named Mouse, and put him in his new cat carrier. Wanting to make only a good impression on the rest of the students in Hogwarts, Nessie dressed conservatory, wearing her size two dark jeans, a long beige tank top, and a black jacket. She was wearing her black Converse. Nessie had left her long hair curly, and wore only a little mascara. (Outfit & hair on page.) Sweeping her waist length hair into a ponytail to keep it out of the way, Nessie balanced her trunk handles in one hand and her kitten's carrier in the other. Then, she lightly floated down the stairs, where her father was waiting.

"Here, baby, let me take those," Edward said, relieving Nessie of her luggage. Nessie smiled her thanks at him.

"Where's Mom?" Nessie asked, looking around her.

"You're mother is with your Aunt Alice. Go ahead to the room. I'll catch up soon," Edward answered. Nessie nodded and walked slowly out the door before running to her grandparents' penthouse.

Letting herself in, Nessie walked on quiet feet by the living room, where she heard her uncles, mom, and grandparents talking. Actually, the sound that dominated the conversation was her mother's voice, high pitched with her hysteria.

"I'm just going to miss her so much! She's my baby! For a whole year, I'm going to be apart from her. What am I going to do, you guys?" Bella was saying. Without waiting to hear the answer, Nessie walked into the room.

"Hey, Fam! Almost ready to go?" She asked cheerfully. Bella whipped her head around and threw an obviously fake smile at her daughter. Nessie watched her mother's beautiful face carefully, looking for her mother's true feelings about her leaving. Bella's pale skin gleamed as she watched her daughter back. Her cherry red full lips were in a wide smile, showing off her even, perfectly white teeth. Her big brown eyes, which her daughter had inherited, shone. Bella stood up, and Nessie could see that her mother had made an effort to look nice for the trip to King's Cross Station. She was wearing a dark jean skirt that ended mid-thigh, showing off her small, size 3 legs. For her shirt, Bella wore a long dark blue tank top under her gray jacket. Her shoes were dark blue wedges. (Outfit on page) In other words, she looked great.

"Yes, Nessie. We'll be ready soon. Alice and Rosalie are just getting dressed. Why don't you go see them?" Bella suggested, and Nessie nodded before going to her aunt's room.

Her aunt Rosalie was in Alice's room, too. Knocking before opening the door, Nessie gasped. Her aunts, normally very pretty, looked dropped dead gorgeous. Her aunt Alice, small and petite like a fairy, was wearing a white dress that ended just above her knees with white wedges, and Rosalie was wearing a dress that matched Alice's, only her dress was black. Rosalie was wearing black heels and her long blonde hair was straightened. (Outfits on profile.)

Nessie whistled.

"Daaaannnggg. You guys look amazing!" She exclaimed, and her aunts quickly told her the same. Fluffing her now long curly black hair, Alice grabbed Nessie's hand.

"Come, Nessie! Let's go get everyone and leave!" She smiled, and after joining the other hand with Rosalie's, Nessie allowed herself to be pulled out the door by her energetic aunt.

Alice pulled them into the living room, where good-byes were exchanged, as Carlisle, Esme, Emmet, and Jasper were not going to the train station with them. They had decided to go hunting instead, that way they could run home with no problems. After everyone had a kiss and a hug, Bella managing to hug her daughter three times even though she was going with her, Nessie, Alice, Rosalie, and Bella left the penthouse and returned to Edward's hotel room. Together, they all packed Nessie's things into the trunk and got in the car.

As usual, Edward drove fast. However, it was not nearly as fast as usual. Everyone understood that he was prolonging the time he had left with his daughter. Nevertheless, they eventually pulled into the parking lot of the station.

"Come on, girls. We need to find a cart for all these bags!" Edward said, and led them into the entrance of the building.

It was as if a bomb dropped. As one by one people saw the beautiful family, their voices hushed, until it was deathly quiet. Nessie laughed uncomfortably as a man ogled at her.

"Hey," Edward snapped at the 30 year old man, "She's only eleven!" The man then turned his gaze onto Bella, Alice, and Rosalie. They all looked everywhere but at him as they continued walking. Almost by magic, the crowd parted for the Cullen family. They walked like runway models until they got to Platform 9 and 10. Following Hagrid's instructions, they sat and waited until everyone became busy again. When they were sure everyone was done looking at them, Edward pulled out a piece of paper and followed the directions on it. By very careful magic, Dumbledore had allowed the Cullen family to make it through the magical wall into Platform 9 ¾.

Once they all made it through, they oohed and awed. The place was gorgeous, not like the other platforms. It had a kind of air about it that made it special. Giving Nessie one last hug and kiss, the family promised to write to her as soon as they could. They watched her load up her bags, and then they waved goodbye as the train rolled away. Nessie looked back through a window and saw her mother's head buried in her father's shoulder, with her father patting her back.

Nessie felt a tap on her shoulder. Turning, she turned to see a handsome boy about fifteen years old looking at her.

"If you don't mind my asking," he began in an adorable British accent, "how old are you? I haven't seen you around, but you can't be a first year, can you? You look way to old." Nessie laughed as she stared into his gray eyes speckled with green.

"I'm eleven. Yes, I suppose I am a first year. How old are you?" She replied.

The boy gazed at her, interested. "I'm 14. My name is Draco, by the way. And what's yours?"

"I'm Renesemee. But everyone calls me Nessie," Nessie smiled at him.

"Well, then, Nessie, let's grab a seat, shall we?" Draco said, playing his charm. Nessie smiled to herself. She loved the way he said her name.

Nodding, Nessie followed him into an empty compartment, completely oblivious to the stares every other boy was giving her.

A/n: Well, how was this? I was looking at the other chapters I wrote, and I was like, "Woah. That doesn't sound like me at all anymore!" Haha, how did you like this? R & R please! (: