Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or any of the setting or background facts. I do however own the main character girl, Andrea. I really do own her. She is like me in so many ways, and I own myself so HA! Take that J.K Rowling!

Author's Note: Happy Andrea. With good music taste. All this to come in the chapter.

Chapter four

As they neared Hogwarts a voice announced that student should begin to change

into their robes and uniforms. Andrea groaned and reached into her trunk for

the new uniform. Under the casual black robes there was a plaid pleated skirt

and white button down Oxford. Andrea, however, felt the need to make the

outfit more stylish so she had brought a tie and a cute black sweater-vest type

thing from J Crew, to put on top of the white shirt. It was a look that Andrea

had always liked. She stood up and began to remove her black hooded sweatshirt

with Pavement written on it. When the others realized she was going to change

right there Ron said, "Uh, you know there are bathrooms to change in." Andrea smiled and said, "Oh no it's ok, I wont flash you, if that's what your

worried about." Then, seeing a blush rise to the cheeks of both Ron and Harry

she added, "Of course if it make you uncomfortable I can always change

elsewhere." "No that's alright, you can stay." Harry smiled. Satisfied, Andrea turned

around and removed her sweatshirt to reveal a black tank top underneath. Over

that she put the white Oxford, the sweater-vest and the tie. Then she pulled

down her pants revealing, much to the dismay of the boys, a pair of short black athletic

shorts. Over those she zipped up the plaid skirt. Andrea then took off her

Converse sneakers and pulled on some black knee socks. Finally she completed the

look with some high loafer-like shoes from Steve Madden. Folding her other

clothing she put it back in her trunk and sat down again. The others were

looking at her oddly again. "What?" Andrea asked innocently. "Do you often wear shorts under your skirt?" Ron asked. "Yea, a couple years of guy lifting and looking up my skirt taught me that. I

mean there is only so much sexual harassment I can take. So, we all just

started wearing shorts under our skirts and a simple mean of protection became

a trend. Don't you do it here? Or do all the girls prefer being violated by

pigheaded teenage boys?" Andrea was torn between being attracted to boys, and

loathing them. She had quite a strong man hating streak in her, but she also had a

strong sexual drive towards them as well. Harry and Ron faked offended expressions and Hermione laughed. "Well the thing

is, here we wear robes and they usually cover that kind of stuff up so guys

don't have the same opportunity." "Oh, yea I can see that. I don't particularly like these robes. They are just so

long. Can we wear them open?" Andrea asked. "Yes, most of the girls do because they want the guys to see them and not the

robes." Hermione explained. Andrea smiled, "Now this is starting to feel more like home."

When they arrived in the station at Hogwarts, Andrea saw a bunch of younger

students clumped near a huge man with a beard shouting "Firs' years, over

'ere." Harry said excitedly, "Look, there's Hagrid!" They all jogged up to the large man and greeted him, with Andrea hanging back a

little. Hagrid smiled and said his hellos to them. Then he turned to Andrea and

said," I suppose you're the new student then?" She nodded, "Alright' then,

Professor McGonagal told me tha' you are to go with other students your age to

the Great Hall and stand near the door 'til she comes with the firs' years.

Then you join the end of that line and wait to be sorted into your house. These

three will show you," Hagrid gestured to the three, then said goodbye and led

the first years away. Harry, Ron and Hermione led Andrea to a carriage among

many others and they got in. While heading towards the castle Andrea asked

them, "Do you think it would be possible for me to talk to Dumbledore before I

get sorted?" They had questioning looks on their faces, but none of them asked. Harry simply

replied, "He should be seated at the Head table at the far end of the room.

I'll show you when we get to the Great Hall." "Thank you." When they stepped out of the carriage, Andrea saw for the first time, the

castle of Hogwart. It was amazing. She stood there gaping at it for a few

minutes before she realized that people were staring at her. She quickly caught

up to the three and followed them inside to the Great Hall. On the way, she

noticed, to her surprise that the paintings moved. Harry explained them to her

and they kept walking. When they reached the Great Hall, she was again taken

back at the magnificence of the room, especially the enchanted ceiling. She

came back from her reverie when she realized Harry was pointing to where

Dumbledore was and talking to her. She thanked him and waved goodbye for the

mean time while she headed towards the faculty table. Andrea approached

Dumbledore and smiled. "Hello Professor Dumbledore. My name is Andrea. I am

the new transfer student." Dumbledore smiled warmly and stood to shake her hand. "Ah yes, it is a pleasure

to have you here at Hogwarts this year." "And I am honored to be attending, sir. But, there was something that I wanted

to ask you about the sorting ceremony, Professor." Andrea lowered her voice, "I

was considering if instead of my legal name Professor McGonagal could announce my

mother's maiden name instead. I just believe I would be more comfortable and

fit in more if the students didn't know who my *father* was." Dumbledore's eyes played with understanding and pity for Andrea. He said, "Yes,

I understand Ms. Wilde." Andrea was pleased to hear him call her by her mother's last name as opposed to

her father figure's name. She thanked him and walked back to the door. After a

few more minutes of receiving curious stares from several students seated at

all of four long tables, Professor McGonagal finally stepped in with a trail of

nervous first year students trailing after her. When the last kid entered the

hall Andrea stepped in behind him and followed them up to the front of the

room. Dubledore gave a speech about a new school year but Andrea was too aware

of the many eyes on her to pay much attention. Luckily she wasn't a terribly

self conscious person or else she would most likely be in hell. Then they

brought out some old tattered hat on a stool that, much to Andrea and the other

first year students' surprise, began to sing. It sang of the four houses of Hogwarts,

their founders, and his job to sort students. When he was done they began

calling off names and the hat, after being placed on the student's head, would

yell out the name of their house. The table of that house would burst into

applause when a kid was sorted into their house. Andrea noticed that Harry, Ron

and Hermoine were in Gryffindor. She was worried that she would be placed in

Slytherin because of her father. Then, she was the last student up there and

they called her name. "Andrea Wilde." She stepped up and took a seat on the stool. She saw the world disappear as

the huge hat fell over her face. 'I really do have a small head,' she thought. "Yes, but then again so do the first years so don't feel too special," the hat

replied. Andrea jumped slightly. "Lets see what to we have here. You aren't

right for Hufflepuff, you might do alright in Ravenclaw but, oh wait what to we

have here. Oh I see, you have a secret. You don't want them to know who you

really are... I think Slytherin is right for you. No it isn't just because of

who your father is, but that helps. You have the fire for Slytherin. And the

deceit. That doesn't make you a bad person necessarily. Yes, Slytherin it is." The hat then began to shout loudly, "SLYTHERI-" It stopped abruptly. Andrea's

mind was screaming no. She wanted Gryffindor for so many reasons. Slytherin was

a terrible choice for her, she knew it. The hat began to reconsider "Well, if

you really don't want Slytherin, I guess it'll have to be," it shouted again,

"GRYFFINDOR!" Everyone was confused for a few seconds but then the Gryffindor table erupted

in applause. It was like a victory over Slytherin to them. Andrea thanked the

hat and slid off the stool to sit next to Harry.

Smiling and taking a seat Andrea exclaimed, "Wow, close call there, eh?" They all nodded and Harry asked, "Yes, but what was going on there? Why did the

Sorting Hat suddenly change it's mind?" Andrea shifted uncomfortably; many other students had stopped talking to hear

her reply. "Well, I guess it just realized how bad Slytherin really would be

for me." Some nodded and turned away. Ron still seemed upset by the situation. "But, why would the Sorting Hat

initially say Slytherin? Obviously some part of you must be cut out for

Slytherin." Andrea looked really upset by Ron's comment and Hermione snapped at him, "Ron,

shut up. Maybe the hat just read her mind incorrectly. It could always make a

mistake." Ron didn't get the hint and he persisted, "Actually Hermione, the Sorting Hat

has never misplaced a student in the history of Hogwarts. You of all people

should know that." Hermione let out a sound of frustration and suppressed a yell, "Ron, I don't care

what it's history says." She was cut short by Andrea who sighed and explained "The reason the hat reconsidered Slytherin is because I was literally screaming for

it to stop. I begged for Gryffindor. Do you think I was wrong? Should I just

have let it choose Slytherin?" Harry smiled understandingly. He had been through the same ordeal, almost.

"Gryffindor is the right place for you, believe me." Andrea was assuaged by Harry's words. She gratefully smiled at him. 'He really

is very attractive,' she thought taking another look at him. Andrea felt eyes on her and looked across to the Slytherin table in time to notice Draco Malfoy

staring threateningly at her. She narrowed her eyes at him, leaned closer to

Harry and smiled sweetly at him. Malfoy glared even more. Harry and Ron were

oblivious to the little competition taking place between Andrea and Draco, but

Hermione picked up on it and started giggling. Andrea acknowledged that and,

staring straight at Malfoy, she began gently rubbing Harry's arm. Realizing she'd won

when Mafloy angrily turned his head away from her, Andrea dropped her hand and

held a smug look. She and Hermione laughed triumphantly while Harry ad Ron were

left confused and wondering what their deal was. After the feast, which consisted mostly of food that Andrea hadn't heard of

before and didn't particularly like, the students all headed up to their

dormitories. Hermione turned to Andrea on the way up and asked her, "Andie, you

didn't eat a lot at dinner. Are you alright?" Andrea laughed and explained, "Yea, I'm fine. I have never had food like that before. I

didn't much like it truthfully. But I'm sure I will get used to it eventually.

But in the mean time, I will live off the snack food I smuggled from home." A lot of students were interested in the new girl. Andrea was introduced to a

lot of people before she finally got to get to sleep. When Andrea returned from

the bathroom and changed for bed, she decided to set up her stuff. She got out

the rolled up posters and scotch tape and got to work making her new space more

home-like. Although she knew it never would be, not without her mother. She

began to silently cry. 'I will never have a home again,' she thought to

herself. Then Hermione walked up behind her and spoke. Andrea immediately wiped

the tears from her face and resumed taping up posters around her bed and

dresser. Hermione, whose bed was right next to Andrea's, commented on the new

decor. "So are these all your favorite bands?" Andrea nodded and described some, "Yea, this one is The Clash. They are very

cool. And, of course, Michael Stipe of R.E.M. when he was a little younger. And

this is a fake grave stone my friends and I made as a tribute to Richie Manic

of the Manic Street Preachers when they legally confirmed his death after a

seven year disappearance," Andrea stuck a huge poster right above her bed, "and

this, is John Mayer. He is the ultimate sex god and I am convinced that we are meant to be together." She laughed and continued to post more pictures of gorgeous men like

Ryan Phillipe, Heath Ledger, and David Boreanaz on her wall. A few New Found Glory, Get Up Kids, The Strokes, The White Stripes, Sleater Kinney and Jeff Buckley posters followed. There wasn't an inch of space on the walls and ceiling left in her part of the room.

Hermione sat on her bed and listened as Andrea described them all. Then a girl

earlier introduced as Pavarti Patil and some of her friends walked in and began

to ogle over the posters. They demanded to know who each one was. Andrea smiled

and started over again. After she unpacked everything and set each of her

things in the right place, such as the books and CD player on the table beside

her bed and her CD's on a rack next to her dresser, Andrea finally settled into

bed. She popped her Simon and Garfunkel mix into her portable CD player and

slowly fell asleep to the soothing voices of the couple.







A.N. Very, very long chapter. I added in a lot of my own music tastes. I just love making characters with good tastes in music. I love music. One of my guy friends said, when I asked him what music he listened to, "Uh, I dunno. Whatever's on the radio." I was shocked. And another one was like "I don't have time for music." I can t believe I grinded with that guy.no music taste whatsoever. How can you not have time for music? Dear lord.

Oh and I used my friend's last name for Andie, so I want to credit her for that. Well her or her great ancestors. Maybe I'll light a candle for them and thank them for making up such a cool last name that added to the.quality (?) of my story. ::starts dancing to tribal drums that appear magically out of no where::