Summary: Emily Loreli O'Leary, formerly known as Emilia, is a witch in her fifth year at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Yes she is a witch, but is that the only unique quality she possesses? Read on to find out.

Disclaimer: I own nothing except Emily O'Leary, Mallory, Kitty, (or any other characters you don't recognize) and the plot, otherwise it is all JKR's.

Chapter 1-

            It isn't fair, not at all. Tomorrow everyone is going to Hogsmeade. I would like to join the lot, and pick up some chocolates at Honeyduke's. But Mallory wants to work with me. Mallory is a Gryffindor, but she is my only friend. She is also in her fifth year, and has a crush on the infamous Harry Potter. I don't think there is any information to give out on him, being as everyone knows of him. Mallory lives in the states, as do I. She lives in Maryland, and I New Jersey, but I spend my summer holiday with her. She is like my sister. She has been helping me 'associate myself' with others I don't know why she tries---

A loud clatter shook the ground and Emily had to abruptly stop writing in her diary.

"Hey Em, what do you say we go and torture the first years? I have a plan!" Mallory called.

"I should have known it was you Mal." Emily replied.

Mallory's black curly locks bounced as she skipped over to where Emily was seated.

"Why are you always up here with piles of books. You practically live here!" Mallory exclaimed.

"Yeah, whatever… 'Today I fell and felt better…. Found a box….. sharp objects...'" Emily sang.

"Turn that thing off, you know I don't like muggle devices,  I'm Pureblood." Mallory said smugly.

Emily laughed, "Why do you always make fun of Draco?"

Mallory mock strangled Emily, "He always rants about being pureblood, so its only natural."

            Emily put away her CD player away (which was powered by magic) and looked at Mallory. Emily was jealous of the young girl. Mallory was tall, thin, and had beautiful lavender eyes. She was half air-nymph, and could hover in the air. Emily glanced at her own reflection in the nearby window. She was very pale, and had emerald green eyes. Her hair was as dark as the sky at midnight, and had red streaks. She put her hand to her cheeks and noticed her freckles. 'Damn Irish blood' Emily thought, and laughed.

"What is so funny Miss. 'I-have-a-crush-on-Draco-Malfoy-but-won't-admit-it'?" Mallory looked at her and put all her weight on the table.

*SNAP* The table suddenly broke and Mallory fell on her face.

"Watch yourself McCartney, damned Gryffs can't do anything right" a voice said.

Emily turned around and saw the handsome face of Draco Malfoy.

"Watch your back Malfoy!" Mallory flirted.

"You want to watch it for me? I know you admire me oh so much," Draco laughed.

"Oh you know it!" Mallory called.

"Later," and he left.

"Emily lets go, you are coming to my common room." Mallory began dragging her so she couldn't say no.

A/N: Ok this was short, but I had to cut it short cause my friends have my notebook which has my fic and this was all I could type… so yeah. I will update soon!