It felt as though Arcadia had only slept for a minute when she heard the commotion of the dorm being awoken. She sat up and rubbed the last of sleep from her eyes. Arcadia peeked out of her curtained bed and saw the girls applying make-up and ogling themselves in the mirror. She groaned and rolled her eyes at the disgusting sight. She grabbed her new black robes from the foot of the bed and changed quickly into them. She flung the curtains back and made her way to her trunk and began to ruffle through it until she found what she needed. Her black leather book bag, which she had filled with the books Dumbledore gave her while explaining the point system, quills, parchment, and ink. She also found a black silk ribbon which she tied her red hair into a high ponytail.

"C'mon Arcadia meet the rest of the group," Pansy squealed pulling Arcadia into the heart of the girl group.

"How did you get such a great complexion?" Elise asked looking at Arcadia's skin with awe.

"I don't do anything to it really," Arcadia answered truthfully.

"Elise stop it! Now c'mon before were all late for breakfast," Liv said walking out of the room.

"Where do they serve breakfast?" Arcadia asked before moving.

"In the Great Hall," Arwen answered in a tone as if Arcadia should've known.

"I'll be down in a few. I need to find my wand," Arcadia said shuffling back to her trunk.

The girls took that answer and marched their procession out of the room. Arcadia saw only one hang back. She seemed as unfazed to all that commotion as Arcadia. The girl began to walk over to Arcadia and Arcadia couldn't help but study her. Her black eyes fell on a pair of emerald green, light brown hair that looked as though she lived by the ocean by the light streaks running through it, and a body that Arcadia wished for, tall and slim, not curvy and short.

"After awhile they're not so bad. I'm Kristen," the girl said.

"You're American!" Arcadia exclaimed.

"Yeah don't those accents get on your nerves?" Kristen laughed.

"I've grown immune to all accents," Arcadia replied finally finding her mahogany wand.

"Same here. Let's go Arcadia. The food here is almost as good as an In and Out burger," Kristen told Arcadia.

"What I wouldn't do for a double-double and a strawberry milkshake," Arcadia laughed following Kristen.

Kristen and Arcadia made their way down to the Great Hall chatting about their American wishes. Arcadia felt as though she found a new true friend. Kristen pointed out the hallways and couriers that Arcadia would be using. They turned a corner and Arcadia walked straight into a wall or so she thought.

"Watch it!" the icy voice hissed.

Arcadia groaned and pulled herself up off the floor. The boy she had knocked into was dusting off his robes as though Arcadia had been dirty. He looked down and tried to give Arcadia a glare and make her feel as though she was inferior. He couldn't believe his eyes. She was staring up at him giving him an evil glare far more colder then he was going to give. His pale almost translucent eyes fixed on her dark eyes and neither looked away.

"Arcadia this is Draco Malfoy, Malfoy this is Arcadia," Kristen introduced stifling a giggle.

"Watch where you step," Draco sneered his eyes never leaving hers.

Arcadia blinked slowly and a smirk crept up on her face. "I think you need time to cool off."

Arcadia walked by purposely pushing his shoulder making her way into the Great Hall. Bright light filtered from the high ceiling windows. The ceiling resembled the clear blue sky outside Arcadia noticed. She looked the four long tables over and spotted Pansy and the whole group of Slytherin girls on the farthest end and table. Arcadia sighed and made her way through two tables watching people eyeing her.

"Hello," a girl called.

Arcadia glanced over her right shoulder to see a brunette waving her over. Arcadia walked back and waited for the girl to explain herself.

"I'm Hermione. Did you transfer in last night?" the girl questioned.

"Durmstang," Arcadia replied flatly locking eyes with the brunette.

"Really?" Hermione asked her eyes starting to sparkle. "Oh this is Harry and Ron."

Arcadia nodded in acknowledgement. Her eyes quickly took in both of the boys. One was fairly attractive with blue eyes, freckles, and amazing naturally red hair. The other had that mysterious look Arcadia decided with black ebony hair with green eyes to rival Kristen's hidden behind a pair of round glasses. Arcadia even noticed a slight hint of a scar on his forehead.

"I still haven't eaten breakfast, Excuse me," Arcadia walked away quickly before the brunette could interfere.

Arcadia made it to the Slytherin girls and sat down to a place Pansy was saving for her. Arcadia thanked her before she went back to talking to her friends. Arcadia filled her plate with fresh fruit and a slice of bread. She took a bite of her toast and looked up to five pairs of eyes. Her eyebrows raised questionably as she chewed slowly.

"Are you on a diet or something?" Elise asked quite rudely.

"No," Arcadia replied before popping a grape into her mouth.

"Well why aren't you eating?"

"I am. I'm a vegetarian," Arcadia answered.

"Oh."

The girls went back to their conversation about how much cuter Draco became. Arcadia practically puked at the thought of Draco being cute. He was a jerk in Arcadia's opinion. Arcadia finished her breakfast and tapped her fingers on the table bored out of her mind. Kristen hadn't shown up nor had Draco leaving his fan club guessing where he could've been. The bell rang from somewhere and people began shuffling to get to their first morning class. Arcadia followed Pansy, as she too was a fifth year, to their first class with Professor Sprout, Herbology.

"Wonderful! So your Miss Adams?" Professor Sprout greeted as Arcadia stepped into the greenhouse.

"Yes. Arcadia Adams," Arcadia replied.

"What a peculiar name!"

Arcadia nodded and walked over to where Kristen stood waiting.

"Alright class today we'll be studying the ever vicious realm fire plant. I'll pair you all. When I call the first person of the pair step lively, receive a potted plant and meet up with your partner," Professor Sprout declared.

The professor began pairing students at random. Halfway between all the names Arcadia heard her say her name.

"Miss Adams and Mister Potter."

Arcadia turned to Kristen asking who Potter was. Kristen in return pointed to the black haired Gryffindor Arcadia had been vaguely introduced to. Arcadia went over to the table where pots sat and chose a blossoming seedling. She then walked over to where Potter stood and waited for the next instructions.

"You'll have this class period to learn as much as you can about this plant and turn in a two-paragraph paper about this plant. Begin," Professor Sprout squeaked.

Arcadia kneeled down on the floor, placing the plant in front of her. Half the class followed suit seeing as there were neither tables nor space on cluttered counters.

"Harry right?" Arcadia asked not taking her eyes off of the plant.

"Yes," Harry said sitting down on the other side of the pot.

Arcadia looked up into his eyes asking, "Do you like Hermione?"

Harry shifted slightly busing himself with his glasses. "No I don't. She's one of my best friends. Why do you ask?"

Arcadia smirked, "I just wanted to break some ice."

"I see. So Arcadia why'd you transfer in?" Harry asked.

"Long story short, I was framed and got expelled," Arcadia stated. "What's this I hear about a rivalry between Slytherin and Gryffindor?"

"I suppose you don't know but Slytherin is a bad house. None of the witches and wizards that graduate from there is good. They're evil. Gryffindor is supposedly the good house. Needless to say the founders of the two houses didn't like each other for sorting reasons and I guess it's just been passed down," Harry informed her.

"Wow. So that you know we're on good terms, I won't turn you into a frog," Arcadia smiled.

Harry chuckled at the lame joke. "When did you dye your hair?" he asked pushing a lock out of Arcadia's eyes.

"I think it was about a month ago. It was pink before this," Arcadia answered.

"Magically or through actual dye?"

"I dyed it and kept my roots red with magic."

The two talked about Hogwarts and about charms they both lived by. Before they knew it Professor Sprout shouted the five minute mark and to start cleaning up. Arcadia and Harry both looked down at their parchment which only had written their names.

"I got this," Arcadia said retrieving her wand.

She held her wand to the quill muttering an incantation. The quill sprang to life and began writing the two paragraphs in Arcadia's neat but scrawled cursive. At the last period the quill died and fell to the floor.

"Done," Arcadia laughed blowing on the damp ink.

"You're really gonna have to teach me that one," Harry said skeptically.

"Five galleons," Arcadia laughed turning in both the plant and their paper.

The period ended and Arcadia again followed Pansy out to the next class.