"This year at Hogwarts things are going to be a little different. For the first time ever a 15-Year
old Muggle has been asked to join Hogwarts. Her name is Bionca and she is to be sorted with
the first years. Please show her some respect." Mrs. Weasley said very solomley and glared at
Fred and George.

"What?" They said in unison smirking.

Mrs. Weasley wished her children and Harry the best of luck at school this year and said her
goodbyes as they boarded the Hogwarts express. Ron and Harry caught up with Hermione and
began talking in the first empty compartment they could find. Fred and George met with their
good friend Lee Jordan, and Ginny found a few of her friends from Hogwarts.

On the far end of the Hogwarts Express, Bionca Witt was lugging her large black trunk down
the hall looking for a compartment to share with herself. There was something about Bionca
that none of the other students knew. It was the reason she stumbled upon a deal with Albus
Dumbledore on starting schooling at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. But not
even He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named could get that information out of her.

Back in Harry, Ron, and Hermione's compartment, as Hermione was showing off her new shiny
Prefect badge, Ron blurted out, "So did you hear about that Bionca girl?"

Hermione scowled and then began, "Yes. I got the letter didn't you?"

Ron replied, "Yea, we just...lost it. But we did find it again!"

"Yea, right before you left!" Harry added chuckling.

"You notice they never said why she gets to join so late?" Ron asked.

"They said she had an agreement with Dumbledore because she had self taught herself 4 years
of studies at home." Hermione said.

"But why joinnow? And how'd she know about Hogwarts? She's a Muggle!" Ron said excitedly.

"Snape's her uncle." Hermione Spat.

"What?! Snape? Great! Mini-Female Snape!" said Ron falling back in his seat.

"Didn't you listen to anything your mother was telling you guys this morning?" Harry
asked.

"No." Ron replied.

As Ron, Hermione and Harry continued their conversation about Bionca, there was more going
on in a lonley compartment at the other end of the train. In compartment 319 Bionca Witt
sat by the window looking out and worrying beyone control about the Sorting ceremony that
would take place that evening. She had wavy brown hair that reached her sholders. She was
tall and had hazel eyes that changed color depending on her mood. Right now they were an
innocent blue. She leaned back and pulled out her wand. She looked at it for a moment as
if going to comment on it, and waved it a bit so a streak of silver came out of the tip. The
silver streak left the room and turned the corner. She had obviousley caught some attention,
because low and behold in the doorway was Draco Malfoy.