Hogwarts
August 31st 2001, The White House
Amelia sat in the Oval Office, a cross of excitement and nervousness. Tomorrow, she would be starting Hogwarts, and she just could not wait for it to start. Her father, for whatever reason, wanted to meet her now, when all she wanted to do was go to sleep and make the next day come quicker. At that moment, her father walked in, whilst shouting. "Just get it done Leo." Shutting the door, Jed turned to Amelia, who had now stood up. "Hello darling."
"Hi daddy." She said, going over to give him a hug.
"There were just a few things I wanted to go over before you leave tomorrow. Let's sit." Jed said finally, allowing both of them to sit down at last. "Firstly, tomorrow you will be escorted by Professor Potter and two Aurors who have been training for the past month or so. You will be going to Hogwarts by train and when you arrive at the station, you will be met by another two Aurors. Any questions so far?"
"Why does it have to be Potter dad, can't it be someone else?"
"I tried, but the headmaster thinks he is the best person for you to go with. Now then, there are going to be several problems with communications. So I bought subscriptions to several newspapers for you, including an English muggle newspaper that will be owl delivered by a friend in the British Ministry, just to keep you up to date in our world. You will also receive the Daily Prophet."
"I saw a copy of that, it's awful." Amelia said, annoyed she had to read something so awful.
"Well it's the best I can do Amy. Now then, I have a bit of prototype technology here." Jed said, moving over to his desk. Opening the draw, he pulls out a mobile phone. "Now it is just a prototype, but they think they finally have a way for electrics to work around magic and it is powered by magic. Tests turned out fine, but I want you to have a copy of it. Just in case, something goes wrong. It has only one number, and that number is me. Ok?"
"Yes daddy." she said, taking the phone and placing it in her pocket. As she did, Charlie entered.
"What is it Charlie?" Jed asked
"Well sir, you wanted me to bring the books when they arrived." Charlie replied, holding up what looked to be a heavy bag.
"Yes I did, thanks Charlie. You can go."
"Thank you sir." He said, walking over to place the bag with them, before leaving.
"What are those?" Amelia asked, pointing at the books.
"These are your school books. Just because you are learning magic does not mean that you are not having your other education. I will be testing you every vacation so be ready."
"Ok." She said, taking out the books, including Physics, History and Maths.
"Now off to bed, you must be quite excited, so off you go."
"Yes daddy." She said, giving Jed a hug, and he hugged back.
"Sorry I can't be there tomorrow, but, can't take a day off."
"Understood. Night." She said, making to leave, but she was stopped.
"Darling." Jed said, making Amelia turn around, "I've come to a decision regarding Malfoy. Don't get to close to him, okay?"
"Yes daddy." she said, before walking out. "As if I'm going to stay away from Malfoy, he's the nicest boy I know." she muttered to herself. There was no one who could stop being friends with him.
September 1st 2001, The White House
Amelia woke up as the alarm went off, and looked over at the time. Who set her alarm to four am? She tried to get back to sleep, but a subconscious calculation finished and she sat up quickly. She only had two hours to get ready. She was thankful that she had packed before she went to bed, over wise she would never be ready in time. Getting out of bed, she ran to the shower.
An hour and half later saw James Potter, and two Aurors see a very rushed Amelia Bartlet and a very large trunk. They saw on top of it, an owl that they had never seen before, but brushed it off. It was not exactly banned and it was good that she had one in any case. "Ready to go Miss Bartlet?" James asked, in an almost amused voice. Amelia sent an exasperated look at him, before reaching into the trunk and pulling out a hairbrush.
"No." was all she said, before making sure her hair was straight. When she looked in the glass and saw her reflection, she put the brush back, clearly satisfied. "Done."
"Good, we have twenty minutes." he said, and pulled out the portkey. All four of them grabbing hold of it, they were deposited in a small office.
"This isn't very impressive." she said, and she walked out, only to be greeted by a beautiful red train.
"How about know?" James asked, but continued without waiting for a reply. "Just carry your bag on and sit where you like really, I'm sure your guards can manage to follow you. I have to get to Hogwarts earlier. I will see you there." he said, and with that, he apperated away.
To say Amelia was shocked was an understatement. By escort, she thought her dad had meant all the way, not just to the station. Better for me she thought to herself, before trying to lift her trunk. "Amelia!" a voice sounded from behind, and she turned to see Draco with his mum and dad.
"Hi Draco." she said, still struggling to lift the bag.
"You look like you are struggling Miss Bartlet." Lucius said, and drew his wand, casting a spell. "Try now." he said, and watched with amusement as she picked it up with a grin.
"How did you, oh right magic." she said, dodging the annoying way everyone answered you if you asked how they did something.
"Yes, but you must get on the train you two, it is almost eleven." Lucius said, and he ushered them to the door. As Draco said bye, she started looking for a compartment, but all of them seemed to be full. She sighed, and waited for Draco. If she had to sit with one full of other people, at least it would be with Draco, but as the Aurors stepped on, she decided to try something. She saw the Potter sitting in a compartment with someone, she decided to have some fun. Looking over to Draco, she signalled to him which one, and he nodded, before continuing his talk. Smirking, she walked into the compartment.
"Remember, even if she is in Gryffindor stay close to her anyway. The earlier we feed her the potion, the quicker it will be." Lucius said, as Draco turned his head back to him.
"Yes father."
"The potion must be in her body. How it does not matter. If it comes to the worst, force it down."
"Yes father."
"It will be easier if she is in Slytherin, but it won't be a problem. If she isn't, go to plan b."
"You've told me everything father."
"Yes I suppose I have. Bye son."
"Goodbye father." Draco said, and he picked up his bag and walked down the train. He smiled as Draco disappeared into a compartment. Everything was going as it should.
When Draco entered the compartment, he could not believe who the other occupants were. On one side of it, was Amelia, along with her two guards. On the other, there sat Harry Potter and a ginger boy, who Malfoy then realised was a Weasley. Seeing Amelia make a subtle signal to sit down, he walked over, and one Auror stood and left the compartment, but only just outside the door. As he sat, she passed him a note which read: Just play along. "So Draco, how have you been?"
"Great thanks, can't wait to get there." he said, still wondering what she was on about from the note.
"I'm still not totally sure on the houses, but Gryffindor bad and Slytherin good right?" she asked, with an innocent look on her face, and he saw her plan.
"Absolutely. Gryffindors are imbeciles with less than a half brain between them."
"That's not true you slimy snake!" The Weasley said, his face going red. Potter looked angry as well, but he at least was keeping it in.
"You see. Example courtesy of a Weasel."
"Don't talk to him like that Malfoy." Harry said, standing up.
"What are you going do about it? It's not like you can do spells." Draco said, sending a smirk at them.
"Who said anything about magic?" Weasley said, before throwing himself a Malfoy. Malfoy shifted over, making Weasley crash into the chair. Regaining his bearings, he looked at Malfoy, then at Amelia. "If I can't get you, then I'll have your girl." he said, and made to grab for Amelia. The Auror outside heard the commotion, and had entered. At the same time, both cast binding spells, and ropes appeared around Weasley.
"I'm afraid that you will have to leave." One Auror said, while the other picked him up and deposited him outside the compartment. Realising that he was not exactly in favour with his sister, Harry left as well, leaving both Amelia and Draco in the compartment, along with half of her security detail.
"Well that went well." Draco said, stretching and moving over to the side that had now been vacated, lying down over all the seats.
"I thought it did, especially as I planned it."
"Oh please, there was no planning involved, that was luck."
"There was planning, just not a lot of it."
"If you say so." Draco said, "But it was just luck."
September 1st 2001, Hogwarts
The rest of the train journey had been full of laughs for Amelia and Draco. Even when Draco's friends walked past the cabin they were in, they were warned off by the Auror outside. Some just left with worried look on their faces, and it gave the pair no end of laughs to see the multitude of people who nervously walked past their door. However. everything had to come to an end and it did as the train pulled in to Hogsmeade Station. "There you are!" A voice shouted as Draco and Amelia stepped off, followed by the Aurors.
"Why didn't you come with us sis?" another said, and it was obvious to whom the other voice belonged to.
"Go on Draco, I'll deal with this." she whispered to Draco, who nodded and started to walk off, only to wait by the exit to the station. "What do you want Potter?" she then asked, glaring at him.
"Well, why did you defend Malfoy and not me and Ron? I mean, we are family."
"Get this into your thick skull Potter, we are not family! The sooner you learn that the better." And she walked off, leaving Ron and Harry with their mouths agape once again.
When Draco and Amelia had to be separated again it was only because they had to get into separate boats to cross. Ignoring the oaf who was shouting at them, the two of them tried to get into the same boat, only to be fervently denied by her security team. As the second of her Aurors stepped in, she told the remaining one to look after Draco, who had gotten into another boat with Crabbe and Goyle.
After what seemed to be like forever to Draco, his boat finally reached the steps of Hogwarts. He tried to push his way to Amelia, but she was surrounded by the remaining three members of her Auror team. He needed to be close to her as her friend. Surprisingly, they let him past when asked them if he could talk to Amelia, and he squeezed next to her. "Hey"
"Hey." She replied, seemingly waiting calmly.
"You alright?"
"Just tired and nervous."
"I'm nervous too, but not tired."
"Yeah, well I had to wake up at 4 this morning because of the time difference,"
"Fair enough." Draco said, holding his hands up in mock surrender. She playfully hit him on the arm, before a stern looking woman opened the doors, and started telling them what she more or less heard from Draco beforehand. Behind Draco, a member of her security team reached down.
"Can you please move away, we're about to move." he said, to which Draco just nodded at him, and started to move off, giving Amelia a reassuring smile as he left, and to his delight she smiled back. Just then, the doors opened again, and they entered the great hall.
The hall was close to silent when Amelia entered with the rest of the first years. It probably had something to do with the Aurors blocking her from view, but it was to be expected. After all, it is not every day someone walks in for their sorting with an armed guard. She bumped into the Auror in front of her when they stopped, but quickly said sorry, to which the response was a gentle "No problem ma'am." Just then, she heard something singing, and asked the front of her guard to move so she could see. When she did move, she saw an old hat sitting on a stool.
"When I call your name, you come to the front, I will call your name, and you will be sorted into your houses. I am obliged for security reasons to start with Bartlet, Amelia." At that, Amelia stepped forward, and the hat was placed on her head.
"Ah yes, I've wanted to meet you for some time. Let us have a look then. Such loyalty, and yet such a thirst for knowledge. Bravery will suit you well in Gryffindor, but a type of cunning I have not seen since the time of Slytherin himself. I number of rare talents you have Miss Bartlet, but I think that you should keep your friends close and go to SLYTHERIN!"
