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Nessie POV

I soon realized that my stomach was clenching with fright and home-sickness as everything disappeared but the rolling hills around the train.

Shortly after I had discovered this, my compartment door opened to reveal a somewhat larger boy with crooked teeth and black hair. He smiled nervously. "Do you mind if I sit with you? The other students won't let me in…," He trailed off. I felt bad for him. How could they exclude him like that?

"Yeah, sure," I said immediately, and he grinned gratefully. "Thanks," He sighed, closing the door.

He sat down across from me and smiled again. "I'm Will Longbottom," He said, and held out his hand. I took it with a slight grin and replied, "Renesmee Cullen."

But as soon as I said that, his face paled a bit and he pulled away. "Er… I think I'm going to the trolley to get a snack…," Will said nervously, and began to stand up.

"Are you scared of me?" I asked, hurt. I tried to let it not show on my face.

Will swallowed. "Are you – the half vampire?" He whispered shakily. I hesitated. "Yes… but I don't… um… drink people's blood or anything…," I stuttered, unsure of how to handle this situation. Will cautiously sat down, to my relief, and warily stared at me. "Then… how are you a vampire?"

I took a deep breath to tell him my story. Or at least some of it.

"My family – the real vampires – they are what we call 'vegetarians'. Instead of feasting on, well, humans, they hunt animals in the woods.

"I was born when my mother was human," I continued, feeling a bit hurried in my words. As if finally telling the secret would get a load of stress off my shoulders. "and my father was a vampire. Mom carried me for less than a month and then gave birth to me. Very long story, but to make it short, I guess I'm happy to be alive."

It was the truth, too. The Volturi had left a permanent scar in my heart when everyone had been risking their life for me. It was wrong.

Will had widened eyes. "Wow. So… do you eat animals too?" He asked sheepishly. I smiled. "Once in a while. I can live without blood. I could survive on human food."

He seemed totally amazed as the compartment door slid open. I looked over to see a boy. His eyes weren't focused on me, but they were in the general area. "

"Do you mind if I sit with you?" He asked. I looked at Will who shrugged. "Sure," I said, and the boy smiled. "Thank you. The compartments must be packed by now."

He slowly moved to sit, and ended up next to Will and across from me. He once again stared in my general area but never actually met my eyes.

There was something very peculiar about this boy. It was the fact that his pupils were a milky off-white where they should have been black. Otherwise, he was generally sweet looking, with long brown hair.

He, like Will, held out his hand. But it was off, and he looked slightly hopeful.

"I'm Xavius Rodney." He said. I took his hand and he shook happily. "Now… I'm probably a little off… but are there two of you in the compartment?"

I looked at Will. He raised his eyebrows. "Yeah, mate." He said. Xavius nodded and turned to where Neville sat, holding out his hand. The two boys shook before Xavius returned to his original position.

"If you haven't noticed, I'm… erm… blind. But my father cast a sensory charm on me. I can sense that you two are in here, unless you go very still," He explained. I felt a pang of pity. "I'm Renesmee Cullen, and the boy next to you is Will Longbottom," I said kindly. I didn't bother holding out my hand.

"Cullen, did you say?" Xavius inquired, his eyebrows lifting. I felt a blush spread across my face. "Yeah… yeah, I'm what you most likely think I am."

"Good, now I'm not the only strange one."

His answer took me totally off guard. He bit his lip to keep from grinning. "No offense, of course," He added.

I laughed. "None taken."

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"So… this piece of wood can really control all magic?" I asked in amazement, motioning to my wand. Xavius laughed. "Yeah, this is our first year of controlling magic. Should be a blast. Do you know what house you want to be in?"

I felt my eyes widen. "Um… not really. Would you explain that to me?" I asked.

He grinned, and Will laughed. I shot him a glare.

"Well, there are four 'houses' that students are sorted into – Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw, and Slytherin. In each house, there are certain traits that make you a part of that house.

"Gryffindor is bravery, Hufflepuff is loyalty, Ravenclaw is wit, and Slytherin is power. Though they strike me as snide and conceded from the sounds of it."

I felt fear tighten my throat as the Hogwart's Express lurched to a halt.

"Do we get to pick?" I asked anxiously. Will shrugged helpfully, and Xavius grimaced. "I don't think you can. Just go with the flow."

"FIRS'YEARS!"

"Time to get off."

We filed out, my heart thrumming loudly in my chest as we neared the exit. The cool night air made the sweat on my neck disappear and replace with goosebumps. It was the wrong kind of cold… not the comforting skin of Mom and Dad. I began to think about what they were doing, and how badly I wanted to forget all of this all of a sudden.

When I saw Hagrid, who held a large lamp, I felt just a trace better. The large man looked down and eventually met my gaze. "Ah, Nessie!" He shouted over chatter, and pulled me into a tight bear hug that made me gasp for air.

Will looked astounded at the size of him, and Xavius kind of stared in the general direction.

"Don' be shy, we 'ave to get to the school!" Hagrid called.

I hugged my robes close and looked up. There, I saw the most beautiful thing ever – a stone castle atop a large mountain. The lights cast out over a lake, which contained many boats.

"All righ', all righ' settle down!" Hagrid shouted. The talking ceased to whispers as we listened to him.

"As firs' years, we'll be takin' the boat's to Hogwart's. Any problems? Good! Let's go!"

I felt unsteady in my boat, which contained only Xavius, Will, and I, but it tipped, and Xavius was looking around at nothing he could ever see.

All of a sudden, before we could figure out how to move, the boats began a steady stream towards Hogwarts. "Enchanted boats," Will murmured as he looked at the water.

My eyes were locked on the castle. It rested beautifully upon those mountains. I was finally feeling more anticipation as we neared the rocky shore.

Finally, we made it. After Will had almost taken a clumsy nose dive into the water when he had sworn he'd seen something golden, everyone was at the enterance of Hogwarts.

Standing there, was Harry Potter. He smiled. "Welcome, everyone, to Hogwarts," He said to us. Everyone hushed, and I grinned at him. Unfortunately, a rather tall kid moved in front of me so I was probably hidden from Harry's view.

Xavius gripped my robes. "That's Harry Potter," He said excitedly. "He killed the Dark Lord!"

I smiled. "I'm aware of that."

We were led into the school. My mind was blown away as I appraised the inner glory. Armor glinted in the dim light, and I noticed that a portrait was moving. Apparently Professor Dumbledore was not the only one.

"Oh look at the little first years!" A screech erupted, and I was startled. Looking up, a ghost like man flew down. He had a nasty grin on his face. "I can imagine the stink bombs already… dropping on wee little heads."

"Peeves, don't harass the students," Harry said, exasperated. Peeves?

The ghost harrumphed, but obeyed, hackling down the hallway. "Ignore Peeves, and if he bothers you, tell a professor immediately," Harry told us, and we all nodded.

"I heard of Peeves… he used to pick on my father all the time," Will said nervously. "I hope he doesn't do that to us."

We moved through the halls until Professor Potter stopped in front of a large door. "This is the Great Hall, where you will all be sorted into your houses," Harry told everyone in a quiet, calm voice. "Just get in line, and you'll go up to the wooden chair where the Sorting Hat is to be sorted."

Xavius looked at the doors. "I'm nervous," He admitted. "What if I can't learn because I'm blind?"

"I'm sure they won't turn you down. Maybe they have something to help your site!" I said hopefully.

He didn't answer, and the first name was called by none other than Harry Potter, who had walked to a podium in the front of a large room full of four long tables and black clad students.

Let the sorting begin.

I hope it was okay… I've been a little busy, so there may be something wrong with the story line…? Anyhow, ReViEw!!!