CHAPTER 4

(A/N) Thanks for the reviews! You have no idea how much they mean to me *sob*. Thanks to Ash and Irissusan for that! Also thanks to youngbean for the follow.

Ash- I'm glad you like my story! And I'm still writing this story so more chapters are on their way!

Irissusan- When I got the idea of the Silvermist family I wanted to keep a lot of it a mystery and I'm glad you like that!

Disclaimer: Before I forget. I don't own anything apart from ideas and the Silvermist family.

(3rd person)

Harry, Ron and Hermione stared at Rosa.

"You don't know?" Hermione said, a confused look on her face. "How…?"

"Well you see, the Silvermist family know so many secrets about everything there is to know. Even one little fact could get us killed. Because of this, we find out certain facts at a certain age. By the time we're about 40 we only know half of our knowledge. It's all written down." Rosa explained.

"Wow!" Ron gasped.

"That's so fascinating!" Hermione exclaimed.

"When will you find out what blood you are?" Harry asked. Rosa thought for a moment.

"I think… When I'm 16, so in 2 years' time." She replied.

"Will you tell us then?" Harry asked.

"Of course not!" She said jokingly. Then, on seeing their expressions, hastily said, "Joke guys, of course I will!" And they all laughed.

"Seriously though." Said Harry, when their laughter had died down, "Does your family really know so much?" Rosa nodded. "That's so cool!" Rosa laughed.

"Well, you all seem to know about me but tell me stuff about you! I mean, I know about Harry of course but what about you two?" Rosa asked Ron and Hermione.

"Well," Began Ron, "I'm the second youngest of 7 children. There's my brother Bill, my brother Charlie, my brother Percy, my brothers Fred and George, me and my sister Ginny."

"Wow! That's a lot of brothers!" Laughed Rosa. She turned to Hermione, "What about you Hermione?"

"I am an only child. My parents are muggles and they're both dentists."

"What's a detist?" Asked a confused Ron. They laughed.

"Not detist Ron, DENTIST!" Harry explained. "They look at people's teeth." Ron looked even more confused at before.

"But I'm looking at your teeth. Does that make me a desint?" Ron asked.

"DENTIST Ron and no it doesn't!" Hermione yelled exasperatedly. "When we say 'look at people's teeth' it means they look after them." She explained. Seeing that Ron still hadn't understood Hermione threw her hands in the air, announcing that she gave up.

"What about that Malfoy kid? Who is he?" Rosa asked suddenly. The atmosphere in the compartment changed quickly. Harry clenched his fists whilst Ron had a venomous look on his face. Hermione sighed. "Draco Malfoy is a boy in our year. He's a pure-blood in Slytherin and he really hates Harry. And us too." She explained.

"He's a right little snake!" Ron spat and Harry found himself nodding his head vigorously in agreement. Rosa looked slightly worried. "I hope I'm not in Slytherin." She said anxiously. The others looked at her. "So do I." Said Harry, "That would be awful!" Hermione sat thinking for a moment. She turned to Rosa.

"Did your parents come to Hogwarts?" She asked thoughtfully.

"Well, my mum only came in her sixth year and she was an inter-houser." Rosa replied.

"A what?" Harry asked, completely perplexed. Rosa laughed again.

"She was the first inter-houser at Hogwarts. It means she had the qualities of being in all the houses and the sorting hat couldn't decide where she should go."

"But doesn't the hat take your decision into consideration?" Asked Harry. Rosa grinned.

"That's just it! My mum couldn't decide where to go! She didn't mind and she said she wanted to go wherever she fit best! The sorting hat couldn't decide so she became Hogwarts's first inter-houser. That means that every week she would be in a different house." Rosa explained.

"Wow! That must have been really difficult!" Hermione gasped.

"Actually no." Rosa replied, "She said she enjoyed it and got to know everyone better."

"So do you think you'll be an inter-houser too?" Ron asked. Rosa shrugged.

"What about your dad?" Harry asked. Rosa's features closed up slightly and her fists clenched.

"I don't know anything about my dad. He left my other, Merlin knows why, and he erased all of my mother's memory of him." She muttered darkly. Harry, Ron and Hermione where shocked.

"That's horrible!" Hermione finally whispered.

"Why did he do that?" Harry asked in a quiet voice. Rosa felt a lump in her throat as she shrugged. There was a horrible silence and then…

"WE'RE HERE!" Ron yelled and Harry let out a shriek (much like a girl's!) of delight. Rosa felt herself smiling and she let out a WHOOP of joy! Her excitement quelled her anxiety slightly as Harry grabbed her hand and pulled her towards the carriages. In no time at all they were outside the castle. Rosa's mouth fell open in awe as she stared at the magnificent building. She let Harry lead her to a stern looking professor.

"I have to go into the hall now but Professor McGonagall will tell you what you need to do." He whispered as her squeezed her hand comfortingly. She smiled at him.

"See you later!" He said. Rosa walked nervously up to Professor McGonagall.

"Um… Excuse me, Professor?" She stuttered nervously. The tall woman turned and smiled at the nervous girl.

"You must be Miss Silvermist!" She said warmly. "Come on my dear, since you are new you shall be sorted last. This way!" And she pushed Rosa gently through the giant doors. As soon as she entered behind the first years all chattering stopped and she felt herself go red. Everyone's eyes were on her and whispers of, 'She's a Silvermist!' were floating round. Suddenly there was a loud wolf-whistle and a chorus of laughter followed. Fred and George stood up angrily and yelled a couple of not-so-nice words whilst telling the boys to keep their mouths shut. Rosa looked at the teacher's table where Dumbledore was smiling down at her. She smiled slightly back and fidgeted anxiously all through the sorting. Then, all too soon, McGonagall called her name. "Rosa Silvermist?" Feeling everyone's eyes on her, Rosa walked up to the stool and sat down. The sorting hat was placed upon her head.

"Well, well!" It said to her. "Another Silvermist. I remember your parents well."

'My parents?' Thought Rosa, 'Do you know who my father is?' She asked.

"I'm afraid I can't tell you." It said and Rosa sighed. "Now let's see. Oh dear! I'm not even going to try with this one! AN INTER-HOUSER!" It yelled and Rosa jumped at its loudness.