None of the characters are my own, etc. and I'd like to acknowledge some v. gr8 ppl (I sound like I'm winning an oscar, but oh wel)!! Shar (future author extroadinare!) and Clare (physics just wouldn't be the same without u, keep rallying against the hate!) and Laura (none-conformist, I say no more) and Beth (mwah mwah), u r my favourite reviewists (No "Only" jokes, thank u v. much), Beth, Tree and Siobhan 4 puttin up with me an Shar talking about Harry Potter continually (u guys r all sooooooo cool), and JK Rowling 4, well, y'know!! Chapter 4, here we come….. (Drum roll, excited murmers etc.)

Chapter 4

"Hi."

"Hi", Harry replied, suddenly conscious of the spaghetti he had just eaten, and how much had ended up around his mouth rather than in it.

"Sairah? Hi, I'm Hermione, and this is Ron."

Sairah looked across the table and found herself facing a boy and girl that also looked her age, the girl with shapely brown eyes and thick brown hair, with the boy next to her with striking red hair and a sincere face.

"Hello, are you in fifth year?" Sairah asked, smiling and hoping that they would be. As she said it she glanced over at the boy next to her, including him in the awaited response.

"This is Harry by the way, and yes, we are. You are too? (Sairah nodded) Great, we can show you round and all that." Hermione added, smiling to herself. This girl seemed perfectly normal, and perfectly friendly as well.

"So, which school did you come from?" Ron asked, thinking that this wasn't too pressing, Dumbledore didn't say they couldn't ask little questions. Expecting a nervous and secretive reaction, he was surprised when Sairah gave a confident smile, and said the following:

"You wouldn't know it. It was a…. muggle school. You see, I didn't know I was a witch until quite recently." She looked round at Harry and the then the others, realising they looked quite surprised.

"You didn't know? How come?" Hermione gave Ron a warning "Stop being so nosy, you heard what Dumbledore said" glance, at which Sairah said:

"Don't worry, I don't mind people asking, I just wish I could tell you more. I don't know why I didn't know (if that makes any sense). I'm not sure anyone else knows either. Have u all, well, did you all live as, I mean, I was told that some of the students have… entirely magic families."

"That's me" Ron said, smiling with pride as he explained how both his brothers and his father were important members of the magic circle.

"Both my parents are muggles" Hermione said, "but they are brilliant when it comes to this magic stuff. They're dead helpful. They're both dentists."

"And Potter here" Fred Weasley intervened with a quick wink "needs no introduction".

"Who's Potter?" Sairah said, not realising how loud she'd said it, and completely realising how red she went when the whole table turned to look at her, astonished.

She glanced round at Harry, and saw him smiling, and also going red.

"My name is Harry Potter, Potter is my sur…" harry was cut off by Ron's flabbergasted words.

"You haven't heard of Harry Potter? Ruddy hell…"

"Should I have?" she looked inquisitively at Harry, expecting that he was some famous wizards son or something, and feeling very stupid for not knowing.

Harry on the other hand felt a strange sensation of comfort. Ever since he had come to hogwarts, people had instantly recognised him as the infamous Harry Potter. The Dursleys excluded, here was one person who had no comprhension of his legendry tale (as it was so called), and it offered some light relief.

"Don't worry, It's not that big a deal, it's just that, well, never mind, we can tell you erm, later." Harry felt further relief when she didn't question him further.

As hermione started asking her questions about how she would fix her timetable, Harry and Ron listened curiously, until they had finished eating.

When the plates disappeared, Harry gave her a lopsided smile, and she smiled back thinking that nothing, not even plates that magically cleaned themselves away could surprise her from now on. As they left the hall, Sairah and Hermione joking together about Wizadora, Harry suddenly felt something crash into him from in front, his attentions previously on Ron standing next to him. As he sat on the floor, Sairah almost on top of him, he looked up and saw Peeves, not looking so white anymore compared to Sairahs face. Hermione and Ron helped them up, while Sairah looked on astonished at this sight of a poltergeist, floating nonchalantly in the halls.

"I'm so sorry I banged into you Harry, it's just…. A ghost! Bugger me" She shook her head as Peeves went flying away, giggling heartily, and congratulating himself on his successful "Boo!". After a stunned silence, Ron broke it with:

"I haven't known you that long, but I'm positive that one day you'll find that funny" bursting into fits of laughter, soon followed by Harry rubbing his backside in mock pain, and hermione giggling, a comforting arm around Sairah.

"God, I really hope so" Sairah said smiling at the others with a roll of her eyes.

"Trust me," Ron said, wiping his eyes, "You haven't seen anything yet!"