Jamie stared out the window into the dewy countryside that rolled by, her thoughts on the encounter with Lucius a few days previous. It was obvious to anyone that Lucius did not think highly of the Weaslys and yet he had taken the time to talk with her…

Her father had been unnerved by the encounter, and had kept a very close watch on Jamie the last few days of break. It irritated her, and was relieved when it was time to leave for Hogwarts. As her mother fussed over the fact that Harry and Ron had not yet come through, the rest of them loaded on to the already steaming train. She sat down in one of the last empty rooms with Fred, George, and Ginny letting out a sigh of relief that they had made the train. She looked out the window to wave goodbye to her parents, when she saw Lucius Malfoy staring at her, a strange glint in his pale eyes. It made her skin crawl as he gave her a little nod, his hand raised in farewell. His eyes did not leave her until they were out of the station.

A knock at the door startled Jamie out of her trance-like state, as she turned away from the window. Sam's eyes were narrowed at the would-be intruder.

"What do you want?" She nearly hissed at the person.

Jamie could see why; in the doorway stood Draco Malfoy, a sneer painted across his pointed face.

"Nothing from you Mudblood." He said smugly, turning to Jamie.

She narrowed her eyes at him, clenching her fists at the insult.

"I think you should leave Malfoy." She said, trying to keep her anger contained. Draco rolled his eyes at her, pulling out a brown parcel and throwing it at her.

"I never intended to stay." He said, making a face at Sam.

"I don't know how you can stand sitting near them." He said, with a disgusted tone. Before Jamie could get up to smack Draco, he shrugged and sauntered away down the aisle.

Jamie looked at the unmarked package, and shoved it into her bag, clenching her teeth in anger. Sam remained quiet, and Jamie didn't want to bring the comment up, so they passed over it completely, choosing to talk about general subjects instead.

The feast went, less than smoothly. Ginny being sorted into Gryffindor, was the high point, but with Ron and Harry still missing, the excitement of another Weasly being added to the Gryffindor clan was overshadowed. It was after the feast, and after Ron and Harry had filled them in on their little 'adventure', with many groans from Fred and George. Jamie was now sprawled out across Georges lap in front of the roaring common room fire as they watched Fred play a game of wizards chess with Ron. She dozed off a couple of times, feeling a wonderful warmth spreading through her body as heat radiated off the fire. As she nodded off for the fourth time, Fred jumped on to the couch beside George, rousing her out of her comfortable dream-like state. She gave a groan, standing up with a big stretch before she made her way to the girls dormitory, giving Fred a playful slap on the face for waking her as she past him. Jamie quietly made her way to her four-poster bed, trying not to rouse the already sleeping Gryffindors. She sat down on her bed, rummaging through her trunk for sleep clothes. When she found some, she loaded the rest of disorganized stuff back into the trunk, hearing a distinct 'thunk' as something heavy fell on the floor. It was the package Draco had given her that afternoon. She turned it over curiously, and tore open the plain packaging.

She muffled a gasp with her hand, it was the book Lucius Malfoy had suggested to her at the bookshop, she opened the first page, he had written a note on the inside cover:

Enjoy—Lucius

Jamie felt a strange turning in her stomach, was it guilt? No… probably just too much food from the feast.

She shook the thought from her head, tossing the book into her trunk and climbing into bed.

She was in the muggle world, standing on a busy street corner in London. She recognized it from her trips into town with her father. Was it Picidilly Street? She couldn't remember the name of it. Everyone went about their business, but Jamie noticed something strange—no one would look at her. Every time she past someone, they would stare at the sidewalk as though it was the most interesting thing in the world. She moved through them, noticing these people wouldn't move an inch when she tried to pass them, almost knocking her to the ground a few times. But instead of glaring at her, like a normal human being would…. They continued to stare at the sidewalk. She began to get frustrated with the people, and sat down on a bench, glaring at the passing people. That was when she noticed him; he looked to be a couple years older than her with wavy black hair, and striking blue eyes. But it wasn't his handsome appearance that caught her attention; it was the fact that he was wearing a Hogwarts' robe, with the Slytherins house crest, and the matching tie to go with it. He was leaning in a doorway, staring at her; a thin smile on his pale face. Jamie looked at the older boy curiously, getting off her bench, and starting towards him. As she did, he pushed himself off the doorway, and started away from her. She tried to make her way through the crowd towards him, but as soon as she got close to him; more people would appear, blocking her path, and making it nearly impossible to keep sight of him. The boy darted into a doorway, and Jamie pushed through the throws of people, panting as she finally stood in front of the door. She reached for the large, brass handle, pushing the door open…