Disclaimer: I would like to say that I own everything you see here. But I don't so I can't. All Harry Potter characters belong to Ms Rowling (isn't she brilliant). I do however own the plot and a few OCs

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Hogwarts students weren't exactly known for their patience when it came to meal times. That's why several kids were wondering what the reason for the delay of dinner time was. Then the Headmaster came to the front.

"I have an announcement I wish to make before we start our evening meal. We have two new students joining us from Salem Academy of Magic. May I please welcome Harry Potter and Leslie Campbell?" Harry and Leslie stepped into the Great Hall, aware that all eyes were on them. Harry, who was used to this, didn't give it much thought. Leslie kept an emotionless face but she felt as though her insides were squirming. Dumbledore continued his introduction speech. "Some of the older students may find them familiar as they are relatives of some other students that graduated two years ago. Now, let them be sorted."

Professor McGonagall pulled out a stool and the famous Sorting Hat. At this point Leslie felt as though her insides would explode. McGonagall put the hat on her first since her name was first alphabetically. 'So, we have a time-traveller among us. Hehe, don't worry your secret's safe with me. Now, where shall I put you? You are very smart, yes, you would do well in Ravenclaw but you've also a brave heart, one worthy of Gryffindor. I see plenty of determination to prove that you can handle yourself, you're very cunning and ambitious, you'll do very well in Slytherin. But there's doubt. Doubt that you really belong here…my, my, you are a very difficult person.'

'As long as I'm not in Slytherin I'll be fine,' Leslie thought.

'Yes,' the Hat agreed. 'You might be cunning and ambitious but your bravery and loyalty are more important to you. You'll do well in …'

"GRYFFINDOR!"

The Gryffindor table exploded into applause as Leslie joined her new house. Next Harry went up to the stool. The hat took just as much time sorting Harry as it did Leslie. Eventually the yelled out, "GRYFFINDOR!" Harry seemed to sigh in relief and went and sat down next to Leslie.

Leslie was never starved in her lifetime, but she'd never seen this much food before. This was also the first time that she didn't have to cook her own meals. "Excuse me, would you please pass the potatoes?"

Leslie turned to meet the owner of the voice. Her next sight made her forget to breathe. It was a guy around her age. His eyes were a crystal blue and it made his milky white skin look slightly pink as though he'd just been out for a run. He definitely had the body of an athlete, toned, somewhat muscular. He had thick, wavy, dark brown locks that fell around his eyes and framed his face a little. It was his voice, however, that made Leslie's heart stop. It was deep husky and he had a heavy British accent. Leslie might've had feelings for Harry, but she was still a woman.

Harry was in deep conversation with two olive skinned boys with dark hair. The duo reminded him strongly of the Weasley twins (although these two boys were neither red-headed or brothers). Their names were Daniel and Christopher - or Dan and Chris for short.

Harry was about to introduce them to Leslie, but stopped short when he saw the goofy expression on her face as she looked at a dark-haired boy. Eventually she regained her ability to speak and move so she handed him the roast potatoes that were next to her. Leslie looked into the boy's eyes. "I – I – I'm …L-L-Le Le-"

"Leslie?" Harry offered. It seemed to snap Leslie out of whatever state she was in because she immediately stopped stuttering and went back to her confident self. The boy smiled. "Nice to meet you, Leslie. I'm Nathan. Nathan Gordon." Leslie let out a nervous giggle and turned tomato red. Nathan flashed her another smile and she went, if possible, even redder. Harry was sorely tempted to wipe that smile off Nathan's face. Fortunately, for Nathan, Chris and Dan called him over and asked him about his last school. Unfortunately for Harry it left Leslie available to talk to Nathan.

Nathan was, in Leslie's opinion, totally awesome. He was polite, funny and not to mention good-looking. "You look familiar," he commented. He considered her for a moment. "You wouldn't happen to be related to Bridget Marley by any chance?" he asked.

Leslie stuck to the cover story and told him that Bridget was her half-sister on their mother's half and the reason they looked sp alike was their mother's dominant genes. That was technically a lie since Leslie also bore a resemblance to her grandmother.

All through Leslie and Nathan's conversation Harry felt himself going green with envy. There was an angry animal inside him that wanted desperately to pounce on Nathan and rip his guts out for even looking at Leslie. "Hello? Harry, you there mate?"

"Huh? What?" Harry jumped. He turned and faced Chris. "Are you ok? We've been trying to get your attention for the last five minutes?" Dan asked.

Five minutes! Leslie had been talking to that pretty-boy for five minutes! Harry was frantically plotting out possible situations involving Leslie and Nathan, all of which made him feel sick, before he snapped himself out of it and focused on his new friends.

"So enough about me, tell me about yourself," Leslie asked Nathan. The Gryffindor racked his brains for a story that would tell Leslie about himself, but unfortunately for Leslie he couldn't decide on one so he went into an entire history of his family, starting with his great-great-great-great-great (Leslie lost count of how many greats there were) grandfather. It turned out that even though he was polite, he loved the sound of his own voice and he hated missing out on even the tiniest detail of his stories. He still wasn't finished when the desserts appeared and took all of Leslie's will-power not to try and suffocate herself with her own ice-cream. Death by desserts was better than listening to one more word in a British accent. Actually death by Voldemort himself sounded good right about now.

"Excuse me, you're the new girl, right," said a voice. Leslie turned and saw three girls standing behind her. The tallest was slim, she had straight brown hair with black highlights that reached just below her shoulders she had dark eyes and she looked like someone that you wouldn't want to mess with. Next to her stood a shorter, slightly chubby girl with a friendly face that was covered in freckles. She had baby blue eyes and straight ginger hair. The last girl was taller than the other two. She too was slightly chubby and had a friendly face, but hers wasn't covered in freckles. Her eyes were green and she had very curly brown hair.

"Yeah, I'm the new girl," Leslie answered. It was the tall girl who had spoken. "Hi, my name's Lacey," said the tall girl, giving Leslie her hand to shake. Leslie took it. "We're meant to show you around the school," Lacey explained. She gave Leslie a meaningful look that clearly said 'Come with us if you want to escape him.' Leslie was only too happy to go with them. "Maybe I'll catch up with you later," said the heavy British accent as Leslie wandered off and sat far, far away from Nathan.

Leslie sighed in relief when she found her new seat. "Thanks. I don't think I could take another minute of hearing him speak."

"Don't mention it," Lacey said, "Everyone's been a victim to his voice at least once in their time at Hogwarts."

"It's usually his good looks that drag the girls in," commented the ginger-haired girl. "I'm Sofie by the way," she said, shaking Leslie's hand. "And I'm Helena," said the last girl. Unlike the other two she gave Leslie a friendly hug. Leslie hesitated a while before awkwardly patting her on the back "Well that's what my mother calls me, everyone else calls me Helly or Hels, but I prefer Helly," she added. Lacey shot Leslie a smile and explained, "She's the friendliest person in the school.". These girls seemed nice and fairly normal. Except for Helly and the hug thing.

"So what brings you and your friend to Hogwarts for your seventh year?" asked Sofie.

"Well my Dad had been offered a job here so we decided he would take it, I would enrol at Hogwarts to finish my education and find my birth mother. Harry's here because his parents were killed by Death Eaters just before we finished our sixth year and he wasn't of age so he came to live with his last living relative, his cousin." Leslie said, sticking to her cover story.

Her new friends looked at her with interest. "Did you ever find your mum?" Helly asked. Leslie nodded, thinking of Bridget. "But she wasn't the nicest person in the world," she added, thinking of her grandmother. "I did, however think my sister was a really nice person. Well, half-sister actually."

"Cool!" said Lacey. "Is she anyone we know? If you don't mind my saying, you look like someone but I'm not sure who."

"Yeah, my sister graduated from Hogwarts about two years ago. Her name's Bridget."

"Not Bridget Marley!" Sofie gasped. "Yep! That's my sister!" Leslie smiled.

"Oh my god! She's, like, amazing! She was one of the most popular girls at Hogwarts...when she was here!" Helly exclaimed. "Now it's me!"

Lacey looked at her friend and scoffed. "You wish!"

"But it's true," Helly remarked.

Lacey considered this. "Yeah."

"Anyway, Bridget had all the girls jealous when she bagged Sirius Black," Sofie added.

"Who could blame them?" Lacey said, "He was soo fit. He even had his own fan club. Not to mention he had that bad boy thing going on. I wonder what happened to him."

"I guess now's a good time to tell you guys that you're all talking about my brother-in-law," Leslie said cheekily. The looks on the girls' faces was priceless. It was all Leslie could do to stop from laughing.

"Are you telling me that Sirius Black, the Sirius Black! Heart-throb of Hogwarts, guy most likely to stay a bachelor is not only taken but MARRIED!" Helly all but yelled it out. Helly mumbled to herself, 'It's not fair.'Leslie smirked. It felt good to be the one who knew something.

"So what about you guys? What're your stories?" Leslie asked.

Lacey was a pure-blood. She lived with her mother and father and she had two brothers, Steve and Sammy. Steve was a fifth year in Ravenclaw and Sammy was a third year in Hufflepuff. Her parents were your typical stuck-up pure-blood fanatics and they worked hard to discriminate against anything they considered a 'filthy half-breed' so she hoped to work in the Ministry of magic and fight for the rights of all magical creatures, werewolves, vampires, giants etc. Her favourite subjects were DADA, potions and COMC.

Sofie was muggle-born. She lived with her mother and father. Her father was a lawyer and she wanted to work in the Department of Law Enforcement in the Ministry. Her mother was a doctor. Her favourite subjects were Charms and Divination (because she could catch up on sleep in there).

Helly was a half-blood. Muggle father, witch mother. She lived with her father since her parents were divorced. Her father was a journalist and he was always travelling, so he was rarely around when she came home for the summer. She hardly saw her mother because they didn't like each other. One of the reasons Helly hated her was for her name. She wanted to be a Auror. Her favourite subjects were Transfiguration,Charms, Herbology and DADA.

"Hey Leslie!" The four friends turned to see Harry coming towards them. "How was it with pretty British guy?" Harry said, smirking. He knew exactly why Leslie had stopped talking to him. Personally he couldn't have been happier with her decision. "Very funny, Potter. You know exactly why I stopped talking to the human yawn," Leslie replied.

"Human yawn? That's a good nickname for him. Sofie write it down," Lacey commanded. Sofie got out a quill and parchment and started taking notes. Leslie smiled at her new friend's actions. Harry found it amusing too. "I just wanted to say I'm going to the common room with Dan and Chris. See you later?"

"Yeah, you bet," Leslie replied. Behind her Helly coughed to get her attention. Leslie remembered her manners and introduced Harry to Lacey, Sofie and Helly. Harry shook each of their hands (Helly looked like she was ready to hug him) and went and followed Dan and Chris to the common room. After they left Helly let out a sigh of disappointment.

Lacey looked at her new friend. "So Leslie, what's the story behind you and Harry?" she asked in a teasing way. Even Helly and Sofie looked interested. Leslie blushed. "We're just friends," she answered. Her friends smiled knowingly, but they said nothing more on the subject.

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"Hey, Harry. What's up with you and Leslie?" Chris asked. Harry smiled and blushed. Chris was a great kid. He was funny, and although Harry hadn't known him that long Chris seemed like a great person. Dan was the more serious of the two but he knew how to take a joke and he had a great sense of humour. Both boys were pure-bloods, but they couldn't care less about blood lines. Dan's parents were both Aurors and they also didn't care about blood lines. Chris's family had a disagreement about the whole thing. His mother and younger sister, Camilla, didn't really care, but his father was as stuck-up as the rest of the pure-bloods and his older brother, Greg (who Chris called a kiss-ass) always followed what their father thought. Chris always said that if his father told Greg to jump off a cliff he would. Chris' father worked closely with the Minister of Magic and therefore had a high authority and made Chris' life a living hell.

"Leslie and I are just good friends," Harry answered Chris' question. Chris chuckled and put a friendly arm around Harry. "Dan, he says that he and Leslie are just good friends. Do you believe a word of that?" He asked Dan.

"Not a word."

The two olive-skinned boys laughed and led the way to Gryffindor Tower. Harry, of course, knew the way but to keep up the pretence of being an exchange student he pretended not to know where everything was.

Dan reached the portrait of the fat lady first and gave the password 'carpe diem'. The three boys sat down on the sofa. "So Harry, what's it like being James Potter's cousin?" Dan asked. Harry told them all that he knew so far about James Potter. Whenever he couldn't answer a question he just told them that he hadn't really spent that much time with his 'cousin' before the accident that had killed his parents.

Fifteen minutes later, Leslie, Lacey, Sofie and Helly entered the common room. "Where've you been?" Harry asked.

"The girls were showing me around the school. I'm definitely not going back to the dungeons if I can help it," Leslie remarked.

"Yeah, but you've gotta admit, it's fun to torture the more stupid Slytherins," Helly said. Lacey and Sofie were currently unable to comment as they had a severe case of the giggles. "What did you do?" Chris asked eagerly.

"We put water on the floor so they would trip and fall, then we cast the tickling hex on them. When we took it off we decided to change the colour of their robes." Sofie managed between laughs. "What colour are they now?" Dan asked with interest.

"Let's just say they'll be reluctant to go outside when it's sunny but it's just been raining," Leslie said. Harry had a mental image of Snape walking around in rainbow coloured robes. He did see the funny side of it, but it was mostly disturbing.

"So Harry, who're your friends?" Leslie asked. Harry introduced her to Dan and Chris. The girls stayed down for a few hours before Lacey, Helly and Sofie finally went upstairs declaring they needed their beauty sleep. Leslie decided to stay down a bit longer. Dan and Chris challenged Harry and Leslie to a game of Exploding Snap. The game went on 'til midnight when Dan and Chris finally went to bed yawning. When Harry and Leslie didn't go up to their respected dorms Dan had a sudden thought. 'Just friends,' he thought, 'we'll see about that.'

"Alright Les, why did you insist on staying up late?" Harry asked, quietly.

"I just wanted to ask you something. It'll only take a minute."

Harry's heart leapt at those words. Did this mean what he hoped it meant? "Harry…"

This was it. This was the moment when she told him how she really felt. This was the moment when they would declare their undying love for each other and… oh god, he sounded like such a love-struck teenaged girl. But this had to be what she wanted to talk about, right? He couldn't stop a smile slowly creep into his face.

"…Will you be my tutor?" Leslie asked. Harry's smile turned upside down. Now he was just utterly confused.

"Huh? What… what are you talking about, Les?" he asked, trying in vain to keep the disappointment out of his voice.

"Well, I've been thinking," Leslie started.

"Are you ever not thinking?" Harry interrupted. He wasn't sure if he was joking or not. I didn't matter really because Leslie chuckled at his little joke.

"I've been think that I might need some help in catching up with certain subjects," Leslie continued, "I have no experience whatsoever with a wand. I'm used to doing wandless magic, most of which is my elemental magic, but I think it might be a bit suspicious if we supposedly went to the same school but you can do wand magic and I can't. And that's not it. What about things like Herbology and COMC? There's only so much you can learn from just reading."

"Hermione managed just fine," Harry commented. He wanted to be her tutor, it would mean spending more time with her, but he didn't want to appear too eager. Then again what did it matter, she knew how he felt about her.

"I know Hermione did just fine, but she was a theoretical learner. I don't believe in that method of learning. I believe in learning by doing. If I was a theoretical learner I wouldn't be talking to you right now."

Harry pretended to think about it. "What subjects do you think you'll need help in?" If he was going to act as though he wasn't too eager he might as well do it properly.

"Mainly Transfiguration, Charms, DADA and anything that requires a wand. I'm doing all the same subjects as you so if I see anything else I need help in I'd let you know."

"Would you need help in potions? Because I warn you that's not my best subject."

"No thanks, I'm fine for potions. Or do you not remember who made the potion that got us here in the first place?"

Harry suddenly had an idea. "Tell you what. I'll tutor you in anything that requires a wand and much more if you need help, and in return you help me with me potions," he proposed.

Leslie considered it. It was a small price to pay, and doing so meant that she would get to spend more time with him, not that she wanted to. Did she? "Deal." They both shook hands to seal the deal.

"Well we should go to bed now," Harry advised, "We've got a big day ahead of us tomorrow."

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Well, that was chapter eleven. You know what to do. R&R and let me know what you think. I recently had to rewrite this because my friend Helly (who I based the character on) had a go at me about how I wrote her character. Anyways, review and let me know what you think :)