The New Girl At Hogwarts Harry, Ron, and Hermione are sitting at the Gryfindor Table on the night of

Halloween. Candles inside pumpkins float above the Hogwart's students' heads.

Dumbledore is sitting at the Staff table talking to Professor Snape while Hagrid is

deep into conversation with Professor McGonagall about school lessons.

Suddenly, the doors to the Great Hall swing open; a young, shoulder length brown

haired (with blonde streaks), teenage girl enters the room. She has on a short

leather skirt, skintight black top, and knee high leather boots.

The entire staff looks up at the girl. The students stare as she walks up to the staff

table. Dumbledore smiles politely but there's a slight look of surprise in his eyes.

Harry can see her face from his seat and sees a single tear drop on her cheek.

"Who's that Hottie?" Draco whispers to Crabbe.

Hermione rolls her eyes. Ron stares at the chick (practically drooling). The girl

walks up to Snape.

"Uncle Severus (Malfoy chokes slightly) can I talk to you, please?" The girl

speaks with a firm but sad voice.

Professor Snape gets up from the table and leads her out into the Great Hall. The

door closes behind them. A few seconds later all of the students go back to

eating. The only topic of conversation to be heard amongst the students is the

arrival of the girl.

Ron gapes, "That's Snape's niece? She looks nothing like him. She's so."

"Different?" Hermione says with a slight tone.

Ron blushes. "Unique was the word I was going to say."

Harry could tell by the tone in his voice that he was going to say something totally

different. So could Hermione.

Harry whispers to them, "Let's just hope she's not as mean as Snape."

The all agree. The doors open again and Snape enters. He catches Dumbledore's

eyes and motions for him to come over. Albus nods and excuses himself from the

staff table and his dinner. He walks over to Snape and they exit the dining room.

"Dumbledore, sir, I need to ask you a question." Snape says once they enter his

office. Albus sits in his chair while Snape and the girl take a seat in front of his desk.

"Hello Suzy. It's good to see you again."

She smiles slightly but doesn't say anything. Albus turns his attention to Snape,

"Ask away."

Severus sighs. "Suzy's parents were killed by some of You-Know-Who's Death

Eaters. She needs a place to stay and finish her witchcraft education. I was

hoping you would consider allowing her to become a student here. I could keep

an eye on her and she could finish her education."

"I wouldn't be any trouble, sir." Suzy says with urgency and fear in her voice.

"I'd even work and clean the castle for you. Please, sir."

"No."

"But sir." Snape says with slight anger in his voice.

"No, I will not allow a student of mine to clean." Albus says with a friendly smile.

She squeals, "You mean I can stay?"

Dumbledore nods. Suzy leaps up, rushes over to him, and wraps her arms around

him in a warm embrace.

"Thank you!" She says excitedly.

"You will, of course, have to be sorted by the Sorting Hat." He snaps his fingers

and an old, frail looking hat appears on the desk.

Fear appears in her eyes. "Sir, I have a secret I must tell you. The Death Eaters

that killed my parents are."

"I already know what they are. You don't have to tell anyone if you don't want. I

will keep your secret from the students and staff if you do not wish to tell." Albus

says with a note of seriousness.

Snape's face goes hard and fills with anger, "My poor sister. Murdered. How

dare they." He stops and looks up. "What if the staff finds out, won't they be a

little upset that they were not informed?"

Dumbledore frowns, "I know many things about the other teaches. They trust me

to keep their secrets and Suzy will get that same right. Now, let's get you sorted

and up to your common room."

She picks up the hat and places it on her head. A voice inside her head (from the

hat) says, "Curious. You have bravery and courage but your over come by

strength and anger. Hatred runs through your very veins. You want revenge.

Your strong will and stubbornness is overpowering.Slytherin!" The hat yells

out loud.

The next day, Saturday, we find Harry, Ron, and Hermione by the lake sitting at

the bottom of the tree. Hermione is ragging on them to get their homework done

but Ron keeps telling her they have tomorrow to finish Snape's essay. Hermione

is Head Girl this year along with Harry. Suddenly they hear unwelcome voices

nearby. They see Malfoy, Head Boy for Slytherin, talking to Crabbe and Goyle.

"I can't believe she's in Slytherin. She so shy and doesn't even talk to anyone.

She's probably hot for me and knows I'm to good for her." Draco walks by Harry.

Ron looks at Hermione, "Who's he talking about?"

"That girl from last night must be going here now and got sorted into Slytherin."

She says in a matter-of-fact tone.

"Great. We really need another snotty, stupid, uptight, Slytherin chick to deal

with." Harry says with a tone of annoyance.

"Is that what you think of me?" Says a gloomy voice from behind them.

Harry looks over and sees the new girl (wearing skintight, black shorts, and a thin

strapped black shirt) standing there. A few tears fall down her cheek.

Ron stares at her with hungry eyes but Hermione doesn't notice.

Hermione observes the new girl up and down. "What's your name?"

"I'm Suzy. I'm from California."

"Where's that?" Ron finally speaks.

"In the USA." Hermione snaps. "There's a magic school over there."

"I'm not as stupid as you might think, Harry. I know more about you then

Hermione or Ron do." Her voice is powerful.

Ron laughs. "I don't think so. I'm his best friend and your."

Hermione pokes him hard in the ribs. "He doesn't know when to keep his mouth

shut."

"May I sit with you?" Her tone of voice is a mixture of sadness, fear, and

desperation.

Ron opens his mouth to say no but Hermione jumps in, "Sure."

Suzy sits down and looks Hermione in the eyes. A few seconds later she says

with a voice of happiness, "You think I'm an outcast like you were in your 1st

year. You want to get to know me. I'd love to be part of your house-elf project.

And you like someone at this school but you're to afraid to say anything."

Hermione's mouth drops open in awe. "Y-y-you can r-read m-m-minds?"

"I can but I don't tell deep secrets. I feel it's a despicable violation of their

privacy. I can tell you, Harry, what the Sorting Hat told you your first year here.

Your friends may act like total worry warts but they do care about you." Suzy

explains.

Ron's eyes are full of amazement. Hermione's eyes fill with admiration and

surprise. Harry's, on the other hand, turn cold and full of anger.

"You don't know anything about me!" His voice is full of fury and rage. "I

lost my parents before I could ever know them. Then I lost my Godfather to Lord

Voldermort's Death Eaters! How could you know what it's like to go through

that and have evil trying to kill you since you were born?"

Tears start falling down her cheeks but she doesn't bother to wipe them away.

She looks at Ron and smiles (tears still falling). "I'm not the girl you want. You

know it. You want someone else and I have my eyes on an extremely difficult

task."

Fear enters Ron's eyes. "Your not."

"No, I won't tell. You have to." She looks at Hermione (Harry gets up and runs

off and Ron chases after him). "This will do me no good but I must try anyways.

Please don't try to figure out my secrets and if you do don't tell anyone. Your

smart enough to find out but I have kept your secret I hope you will do the same

for mine. I must go learn Hogwarts and find the quickest ways to class. This

castle is bigger then my old school."

Malfoy and his gang sit in the back of Snape's class silently making fun of Suzy

for talking to Harry Potter. Professor Snape has the directions on the board for

the potion of the Strengthening Potion. Hermione and Suzy have their cauldrons

next to each other and Hermione helps Suzy with the potion. Snape strides

around the classroom, his greasy and his long crooked nose is slightly up in the air

as if he could smell trouble. He walks by Draco's cauldron.

"I can't believe Suzy's in our House, she's such a freak. All that black, what

planet did she come from?" Malfoy sniggers.

"Ten points from Slytherin for talking in class, Mr. Malfoy!" Professor Snape's

voice shouts angrily from behind Draco's back.

Draco turns, his face in total shock at being punished by the teacher that always

favors him, to Snape. "Sir, I didn't talk."

"Detention, Draco!" Severus's voice is cold and Draco's jaw drops open but he

doesn't argue.

Later, after class, Harry, Ron, and Hermione are heading to the Gryffindor

common room.

"I can't believe Draco got detention from Professor Snape! That was so

incredibly awesome!" Ron says with joy.

Harry grins too.

"I am surprised that Draco was stupid enough to make fun of Snape's niece in

class though." Hermione states the fact with a slight smirk.

"Of course Draco's stupid enough to do that." Ron laughs.

Hermione looks at Harry, "What happens every time Draco insults your family?"

"I try to beat him up or curse him." Harry suddenly frowns, "Oh. She never told

us what happened to make her come to our school in the 6th year."

Unexpectedly they hear a loud THUD from around the corner. They hurry to see

what the commotion is. They see Suzy lying on the floor and Draco standing

above her with pure hatred in his eyes.

"You evil little creature. You come in here with your sad story and go whining to

your Uncle. You get everybody wrapped around your finger in a day. Then you

get me detention. I bet your parents begged for their life when they slit their

throats. HA! To die like a muggle, what a pathetic." Malfoy didn't finish his

sentence.

Suzy stood in a split second and had him by the throat. She holds him high in the

air and a physically powerful aura of pure loathing covers her body like Harry's

Invisibility Cloak. Draco struggles desperately to loosen her death grip around

his throat. His face turns blue as he kicks and squirms. She throws him against

the wall and they hear a loud crack as his arm breaks from hitting the stone.

"You filthy little pure-blood." She walks over and spits on him. "Don't talk

about my family. Voldermort's group of Death Eaters killed all my brothers,

sisters, and parents and I survived. Have your father pass on a message to

Voldermort. Tell him he missed one and I will kill those that wiped out me

family!"

Draco looks at her with a smile despite the pain in his arm. "A child! A

worthless, weak little child (Harry thought the word weak was a long stretch) with

no parents could never destroy The Dark Lord's plans."

"We both know that's not true. Harry put a huge dent in Voldermort's plans. Tell

your father my message." She turns to walk away and stops, "Jacob, I'm sorry for

what your father did and still does." She leaves Draco on the floor with his arm in

an awkward angle.

They climb up the stairs and wait until they get through the Fat Lady's Portrait

and check to see if the common room is empty before talking about what they say.

"What did she mean she was sorry? Why would anyone be sorry for Draco's dad

being a Death Eater?" Ron asks, his voice full of confusion.

Hermione sighs, "I don't think that's what she's talking about."

Harry stares at her, "What are you talking about?"

"She was indicating something. She spoke the same way she did when she was

telling Harry about the Sorting Hat. She didn't quiet say exactly what the thing

was. I think she knew we were there."

Ron laughs, "How would she know that? We didn't make any noise."

Hermione hesitates then answers, "She told us she would never tell anyone the

secrets she read in our minds. She somehow could sense we were there. She

never said straight up what she was sorry about. I'm going to the library before

class tomorrow. Goodnight." She turns and walks to the girls' dormitory.

"Why does she always have to go to the library?" Ron asks in disbelief.

Harry shrugs. "I guess she does know how I feel when it comes to family death.

I'll have to apologize to her in the morning. That reminds me, you never told me

which girl you like."

Ron turns red and mutters something about "no one" before climbing the stairs to

the boys' dormitory.

Harry follows him, changes into his nightgown, and climbs into bed. 'Draco was

right about one thing how did she get sorted into Slytherin?'

The next day at lunch Hermione walks over to the Slytherin Table and sits down

next to Suzy. All the Slytherins look at Hermione as if she's some kind of slime.

All of them glare at her except Suzy.

"I know that you know my secret. I also did know you were there last night. Plus

Harry and Ron. You really want to tell them, don't you?"

Hermione replies, "Why do you ask questions you already know the answer to?"

Suzy smiles sadly, "My oldest brother used to ask me that before he died last

year."

"I'm sorry. How old was he?"

"My oldest died when he was 25 yrs old. My other brother when he turned

seventeen two years ago. My oldest sister died when she was 26 yrs old. She

died by my brother's side. And my other two sisters, they were twins, died when

they were eighteen, seven months ago. My oldest sister knew Lily Evans." Suzy

says with sorrow in her voice.

Hermione stares at Suzy, "You mean Harry's mother?"

Suzy nods. "She was in her first year at Hogwarts when Lily was in her last. Lily

helped my sister make it through school. Stephanie was an outcast."

"Well, if it isn't little miss House traitor. Why don't you asked to be moved in

with the Gryffindor's House." Says a nasty voice from behind the girls.

Without turning around Suzy says, "Hermione, we will discuss this secret later.

Don't tell until then."

Hermione gets up and gives Malfoy the deepest look of loathing before walking

off. Malfoy sits down next to Suzy and turns to face her. His broken arm is

completely healed.

"Did the nurse fix your arm?" Suzy asks, her voice full of concern.

Malfoy's jaw drops slightly. "Why do you care?"

"Because your arm as been broken before and I wanted to be sure it was healed

properly. Though, by now, you should know how to heal broken bones better

then the nurse here." Her voice is soft and kind.

His voice comes out hard and cold, "Shut-up or I'll tell everyone what kind of

creature you really are."

The other Slytherins look from Suzy to Malfoy. Curiosity upon their faces but

they don't say anything. Suzy turns and smiles at Pansy Parkinson.

"Your sister will be fine." Suzy gets up and walks away from the table.

Suzy walks up to the Fat Lady and says the password. The Fat Lady looks at

Suzy with curious eyes. "You don't belong in this common room."

"Your picture didn't deserve to be sliced up by Sirius Black three yrs ago. You

don't have to let me enter. But I ask you if I may enter this common room on the

promise that I leave in fifteen minutes."

The Lady hesitates then swings open, "For your kindness and lack of anger I give

you 25 minutes."

"Thank you." Suzy curtsies politely then climbs into the room. Inside the

common room we find Harry sitting in the comfortable armchair by the fire with

Ron at the desk doing his homework. Hermione is sitting in the corner reading a

book titled, "Dark Creatures and Their Abilities by Gilderly Lockhart.

"Surely you don't consider me a Dark Creature." Suzy asks with a hint of

sarcasm.

They all look up. "Suzy, its almost midnight! How did you get in?" Hermione

asks with surprise.

Suzy smiles as she walks over to her, "Why do you ask questions you already

know the answer to. The Fat Lady had the password on her mind when I came

up. She was hesitant to allow me in but I asked politely."

"May I."

"Yes, Hermione. Go ahead." Suzy finishes the sentence for her.

Harry gets up and joins Ron, Hermione, and Suzy on the floor. "I want to

apologize for yelling at you. Having five siblings and two parents die must be

very hard. No offense but it must be harder to have Snape being your only living

relative."

"Six."

"Huh?" Ron says.

"My mother was pregnant when she murdered. I lost six siblings and my life."

She says, her voice barely louder then a whisper.

"Huh?" Ron repeats.

Hermione jumps in, anxious to tell the secret and look smart at the same time.

"She's a vampire!"

"Huh?" Ron and Harry both say.

"It started the night the Death Eaters came to my house. There were four of them.

One of them was a vampire the others were werewolves. My father hid my mom

and me in the basement while he went to fight them. They killed my father with

barely a struggle. In a matter of seconds the vampire could sense our hiding spot

and they broke into the basement. The werewolves went after my mother and

slammed her against the stonewall." Suzy stops as a fear more tears fall down her

cheeks. She continues with the story with a trembling voice, "The vampire

grabbed me but he didn't kill me instead he started sucking my blood. I fell to the

floor from weakness. He grabbed me ready to finish the job when I cut him with

my pocketknife. I could hear my mother sobbing and screaming from the pain.

In an act of panic I drank some of the blood from his cut."

"I thought it would take a lot of blood to change you." Hermione says with a

know-it-all tone.

Suzy looks at her with a look of anger and impatience, "It does. He threw me to

the floor and said 'You want more?' and he laughed. He opened the cut wider. I

believed if I could change fast enough I could save my mother. He thought I was

offering my aide to the dark side. Finally I felt my body change. Strength and

power flowed through my veins. I stood up and grabbed his neck. Before he

knew what was happening I broke his neck and ripped off his head. I turned to

my mother's torturers. They smiled at me and one of them took out a shiny

dagger with a picture of a snake through a skull on the handle. Before I could

even move he sliced my mother's neck and the blood flowed down her body. The

apparated from the room and I rushed to my mother before she hit the floor. I

vowed that I would avenge all their death's." Her voice shakes and trembles when

she finishes the story.

Harry pulls Suzy into a warm hug as she starts to cry again. "I'm sorry." He

doesn't know what else to say. He never though he would have to comfort

someone else and he found himself entirely speechless.

A week before Christmas Vacation Ron walks over to Suzy during dinner. The

Slytherins looks at him with superior looks and laugh as he blushes from them

staring at him. Suzy looks up at him.

"Hello Ron."

He blushes and looks at the floor. "I-I-I-I t-told m-my m-m-m-mom that y- you

needed a f-family t-to stay w-with during C-Christmas B-B-Break."

Malfoy and his gang laugh. "Look, Ron and Suzy are going out!"

Suzy stands up and hugs Ron. His ears even turn red. "Thank you. Is Hermione

and Harry going?"

Ron nods.

"You can go back to your Table. Thank you, again."

Draco sits in the common room long after everyone goes to bed. A tear falls

down his cheek and he swears into the empty night.

"I could help you if you'd let me." Someone whispers from the other side of the

dark room.

He doesn't look to see who's talking. "How can you possibly help me?" His

voice is a mixture of fear, anger, disbelief, hope, and sadness.

She appears by his side. "You could let me be your friend."

He laughs, "I have friends. And they respect me."

"No, they fear you. And you know it."

"So?"

Suzy sighs. "I could be your secret friend. You could talk to me about anything

at any time. I won't tell anyone and I won't tell you any advice without your

consent. You fear your father. How many times as he broken your bones for

disobeying him? How many times have you though of running away?"

His face turns to hers, "Everyday of my life. Did you know he broke my left leg

when he found that a mudblood had a high score in school? He yelled at me and

said that I would amount to nothing if I were less then Hermione. Then, he

knocked me unconscious when Harry lost us the house-elf. He broke both my

legs during Christmas break on my second year when I fell during the Quidditch

match."

Suzy touches his and but he doesn't recoil instead he holds her hand.

"I've never told anyone. Not even Crabbe or Goyle. I think you put a spell on

me." His face and voice are expressionless (and toneless).

"But I haven't!" She exclaims with fear.

He laughs, "No. I mean you've bewitched me with your strength and kindness."

He looks her in the eyes.

Her entire face burns red. "I-I-I-I-I have t-t-to g-g-o t-t-to b-b-b."

"Bed?" He finishes with a wide grin.

Mrs. Weasely, Ron, Ginny, Hermione, Harry, and Suzy enter the Weasely

household. Sitting at the kitchen table is two redheaded, freckly twin boys. They

look up when the lot enters the group. Fred looks at Suzy and grins. Suzy has on

black leather pants, a skintight velvet white shirt, and a silver necklace on. All the

students are carrying their luggage.

Fred and George leap out of their chairs and rush over to Suzy, "Can I help you

with you luggage?"

Ron scowls at his brothers. They bewitch her bag and levitate it upstairs to the

girls' bedroom. Suzy smiles. Hermione rolls her eyes and Ginny giggles. Mrs.

Weasely glares at her two boys and mutters something about 'why can't they

normally do that?'

Suzy looks at Fred, "Thank you Fred and (she looks at George) George."

They gape that she knows which is which. "H-how?"

Suzy turns to Mrs. Weasely, "Thank you so much for letting me stay. I hope I

won't be any trouble."

Mrs. Weasely turns slightly pink, "No problem dear. I knew your father. He was

a good man."

Suzy nods and turns to the twins. "Can I ask you something privately?"

They grin devilishly, "Sure, let us lead you to our office."

The three of them head upstairs and they go into the twins' room. "We haven't

moved out yet. Need a bit more galleons. So, my cute little."

"I didn't realize you liked vampires," Suzy says with a laugh.

They look at her and laugh, "We didn't know you had a sense of humor."

"Who's joking?" She has a look of seriousness.

They stare at her, "You aren't. What can we do for you, Suzy?"

She smiles, "Two things. I want to sponsor your joke shop. What I mean is I

have a few empty buildings in the perfect places for a joke shop. I want to donate

them to you."

Fred's face turns serious, "What's the catch?"

"I know your in the Order and I want information on three Death Eaters.

Citrimax Hugger, Unicornal Breden, and Flourishent Univer. They killed my

parents and I want revenge. All I know is that they are werewolves." Explains

Suzy.

"Who told you about the order?" Demanded George angrily.

"Your mother was thinking about plans for the Order on the way home. I was

eavesdropping. Do we have a deal?" My voice is sharp and there's slight threat to

my tone.

The boys think about it, "Deal. But, we want one more thing."

"I'll buy you supplies for the next six months. I can't afford any more then that.

Is that enough on my part?"

George smiles and nods, "We won't tell your vampire secret. My mom might not

like the fact that you can hear these plans."

On the third day of vacation a beautiful brown owl with black spots and a black

circle around the left eye flies through the window during breakfast. The owl

lands on Suzy shoulder carrying a letter and a small package. She looks to Mrs.

Weasely and excuses her self from the table. She rushes up the stairs and rips

open the letter:

Dear,
I am writing to tell you my problems. My dad found out that I got less then an O on one of my O.W.L.S. He called me a bunch of names (worthless, trash, mudblood, and so on). Then he threw me against the wall, not as much strength as you but it still hurt. He kept shoving me and I ended up tripping and breaking my ankle. I already have it healed. I never told him about you. I don't think you want me to. If you write any advice my dad could intercept it. The only letters he won't read are from Crabbe and Goyle because he can't understand their sloppy handwriting. Crabbe, Goyle. That's what their writing looks like. So sign it like that please. My owl's name is Alexander but you can call him Alex. My dad's coming to yell at me some more so I have to go.
Jacob Malfoy P.S. I bought you a little Christmas present. I hope it doesn't get their too early; I'm not sure where the Weasels are.

Suzy picks up the small package and pets Alex gently on the back. The owl hoots

happily. She opens the package carefully and inside she finds a necklace with a

dragon breathing fire hanging from the loop. She takes off her necklace and puts

on the new one. She reaches into her bag and takes out a vile of red liquid. She

downs the liquid in one gulp and puts it back in her bag.

Dear Malfoy,
In these situations you have three options: 1. Take what he throws at you like you've been doing. 2. Suck up to him and try to never mess up. 3. Use a strength potion on yourself. But the third one might make him madder. At the end of this school you will be old enough to get your own place. You can even make it have one of those Secret-Keeper spells. Make sure you don't tell someone who can be easily tricked into telling. I have to go and finish dinner. I got your letter the third day of vacation. You must not be far. I'd send you your present but I'll wait till I see you at school.
Suzy

"WAKE UP! HURRY!" Shouts a voice at 2 in the morning.

Suzy sits up and looks around; despite the lack of lights she can see where

everything is. Mrs. Weasely is standing above Hermione and Ginny trying to

wake them.

"Two more minutes, mommy!" Ginny says sleepily as she turns over.

"Allow me, Mrs. Weasely." Suzy appears by Ginny's side and yells, "THE

HOUSE IS ON FIRE!"

Ginny leaps out of bed, fully alert. Hermione mimics her. The girls stand there in

their nightgowns looking around. Suzy turns on the light.

"Mom, what's going on?" Ginny yawns.

Mrs. Weasely answers quickly, "We have to leave, now! They called a secret

meeting and I can't leave you all alone. So grab whatever you can and be ready

in five minutes. "Suzy, dear, I have to send you to Hogwarts this is a very."

"Secret meeting for the Order?" Suzy finishes.

Mrs. Weasely stares at Suzy, "Who told you?"

Suzy sighs, "I might as well tell you. When my parents were killed I was changed

into a vampire. I can read minds, fly without brooms, and so on. I know not

many vampires can read minds but I guess I was lucky. I want to join you but I

know I have to be of legal age and out of school first."

"Does Dumbledore know about this?" Mrs. Weasely says angrily. "He didn't tell

me when I talked to him before Christmas Vacation."

"He promised he wouldn't tell."