It was a New Year at a new school. Brook Malfoy had just entered the huge halls of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, when she noticed an odd boy with a mysterious scar lying on the center of his forehead. Standing beside him was a thin redheaded boy. They looked as if they were deep in conversation. Brook walked up to them and asked; "Witch way is the office in?"
The boy with the scar replied, "Down the hall to the right."
As she started to proceed the boy called out, "Wait!"
"What?'
"You are new aren't you?"
"Well what did you think I had a memory lapse?'
"Well, what's your name?"
"That's for me to know and, well, you to NOT."
She then walked down the hall to the office and entered. "I am here to enroll in your school."
"Name?" The secretary asked.
"Brook Malfoy?"
"What's it to you?"
The secretary sighed and told her to wait a minute. "Dumbledore, there is a Malfoy, Brook to see you."
"Send her in."
She entered the room then started commenting on the bad choice of wallpaper in his office when he hushed her.
"How are you, Brook?"
"Well, bad, I hate this freakin' school already."
"Stop the attitude missy. The last thing we need in this school is another Draco."
Sarcastically, she replied, " Well, Sorry."
Dumbledore told her that she would be in Ravenclaw because it was the least full of the four. "Miss Granger would you come in and escort Brook to her classes?"
"Sure it is the least I can do."
Hermione walked Brook to there first class, Potions. Brook took the last open seat in the front row next to the boy with the scar. Something about him had drawn her curiosity close to her. She was day dreaming about him when her name was called out. "Present, she said sweetly."
"Everyone, meet Miss Brook Malfoy, she will be joining us form the Proper Boarding School of witchcraft. Her parents are one of the richest of our people."
Brook's eyes twinkled at the mention of richest. Harry and Ron were talking about how she was one of Draco's many sister."