bA/N: Finally! A chapter! Sorry for any spelling or grammar mistakes, I'm just a

careless writer *blushes* and there was a little bit of writer's block through the whole

thing. Also, sorry for how Amber's mood constantly changes, and her writing style is

constantly changing. I wrote this when I was in a ton of different moods, so that's the end

result! Well, tell us what you think of it, and remember to R/R! - The Spirit of Air and

Lady Feltonb

brcenter"No! No, please no! Don't harm him, please!!!"

Amber tossed and turned in her covers, and rolled off her four poster bed. With a

/centerloud THUMP, she landed on the floor and woke up. She sighed. She had had

that same dream AGAIN. That had been the 5th time this week. Her head throbbed

painfully. Gently probing the now growing knot on her head, she sighed and picked

herself up from the floor and threw the sheets she had rolled in back on the bed.

centerThen she remembered what day it was. August 30th, 2039!

Tomorrow/center she would be back at Hogwarts for her final 8th year. Well, she really

couldn't call it her final year, as the 7th year had been her final year, but she had signed

up for an extra year in Hogwarts so she would have something more to put on her resume

when she applied for a job at the Ministry. But now it was time to get ready for the day.

After taking a quick bath, tossing some clothes on, and pinning her wavy

platinum blond hair into a bun she skipped down the long marble staircase and gave a

quick peck to Hermione, who were just leaving for work at the ministry. Draco was no

where to be seen, so she figured he was downstairs in his Potions Laboratory. She went

into the kitchen and grabbed buttered toast before the house elves noticed, and skipped up

the stairs, into her room, and closed the door, locking it, even though she knew her father

would be there for the rest of the day basically. After making sure everything was ready

to go to Hogwarts, she sat on her bed and pulled out her secret box, a Muggle jewelry box

that her grandmother had given to her when she was born. Inside she kept all of her past

diaries at Hogwarts, and every August 30th she would spend the day reading her diaries.

Even though it would be painful and tough, she had vowed she would read them. She

selected a diary, sat on the edge of her bed, and began to read the entries.

iAugust 30, 2032

I've started a journal by Mother and Father's request. They told me that my seven years

at Hogwarts will be very memorable and that I'll need something to remember it by. I

think I'll only write in it during special dates and such. But right now I might as well

describe myself so I'll be able to remember when I'm reading this. I am five feet exactly,

with blue eyes and long bushy platinum hair (although Mother says she had the same

kind of hair also and it will become straight later, which I highly doubt). That's all for

now I guess.

Love,

Amber Katherine Malfoy

September 1, 2032

Dear Journal,

Mother and Father were right about me having a journal! I have so much to write about

the trip to Hogwarts. When we got to Platform 9 and ¾ I felt very afraid because I was

the only one out of my family that would go to Hogwarts. Noel, Sirius, and Naricissa all

came to see me off, along with Mother and Father, telling me I would be fine. I boarded

and Father helped me put my luggage up, along with my brand new owl Fania.

Afterwards he gave me a quick kiss good bye and told me I would do very well at

Hogwarts. After he left, I nervously fingered the silver dragon pendant on my neck, a

heirloom passed down to all of us children during our years at Hogwarts. It began to

magically giggle, and its ruby eyes twinkled mischievously. For a few minutes I sat in the

compartment, alone and afraid. Then the compartment door slid open and a girl's head

popped in. She was about five foot two, with straight shoulder-length light brown hair,

and hazel eyes. She shyly looked at me and asked,

"Could I sit in here? It's really noisy everywhere else,"

"Sure," I replied. At least I had company now.

The girl took the seat next to me and said,

"I'm Ava. Ava Cales." I had heard about the Cales family.

Although they lived a half mile away from our manor I had never know any of the

family.

"Amber Malfoy." I smiled at her.

"You live in the Malfoy Manor right? Cool, maybe we can visit sometime!" After

a few minutes, we both realized we were first years. For an hour we chattered on

about family life, how nervous we were, and everything else we could think of, while

eating snacks which we had bought from the witch pushing the cart down the aisles. Then

the compartment door slid open again, and a boy walked in. He was five foot four, with

short dark blond hair and light blue eyes. He fidgeted when he saw us and turned to

leave.

"Sorry, thought this compartment was empty. I'll be leaving now." he mumbled

and reopened the compartment. This boy looked so lonely, I thought. Before I could

think, I blurted out,

"No, no! We're perfectly fine if you want to stay. Right Ava?" I shot her a look

that said 'Say yes!'

"Umm.yeah, sure, why not?" she said cheerfully although she was shooting

daggers in my direction. The boy broke into a huge smile and said,

"Thanks! The other compartments are way too noisy. By the way, I'm Sam

Stultus." he took a seat next to Ava, who did not seem too happy. "What's yours?"

"Amber Malfoy," I said with proudness. My father had always told me that the

Malfoy line where a proud race, and we should feel proud to have the name Malfoy,

although Mother told me all of it was absolute rubbish.

"Ava Coles," Ava replied with a bit of annoyance. I guess she wasn't too happy

about Sam being here, but she grew to like him later in the day. Anyways, all three of us

talked for the rest of the train ride, except when we separated to change into our black

robes. We had vowed to each other that we would be friends during this year. Finally the

train stopped, and nerves started kicking in. I had never actually considered what would

happen when I arrived at Hogwarts. The only time I had been on the actual grounds of

Hogwarts was when I was a baby, until I was seven. It was a hazy memory, mostly

consisting of a huge Quidditch pitch. My brothers and sister refused to say anything, as

did Mother and Father. All they would do is smile and say,

"You'll have to find out now won't you?" I sighed. I really should have asked

more, and constantly nagged, so maybe Noel or Sirius would give in. Now I was terrified

beyond my wits. What exactly was going to happen? I turned to Sam and Ava, but they

had the same questioning looks on their faces. Well I guess we would have to find out for

ourselves. I took a deep breath and said,

"Well I guess this is it,"

"Yeah, we're actually here. At Hogwarts." Ava mumbled.

"And we'll be here for seven years," Sam finished. There was a moment of

silence after this. Then I said,

"Well, let's go then, shall we?" I walked out of the train. Sam and Ava followed

me with more confidence than before. We heard a loud deep booming voice say,

"Firs' years! Firs' years! Follow me firs' years!!!" We immediately followed the

voice. When we reached the voice, we were shocked at what we saw. There standing

before us was a giant. Literally. He towered over our meager heights. He had kind black

eyes that seemed to crinkle and a shaggy black beard. He wore a thick overcoat which

seemed to have wriggling pockets. I took my eyes off the man for a minute and looked

around. We were standing on the side of an enormous lake, where about 10 small row

boats were tied to a dock. They were already filled with boys and girls like me, Sam, and

Ava.

"Any more firs' years," the giant yelled. When he didn't get an answer, he looked

down at us and said,

"Well, I guess yer three will be ridin' with me," He walked to the last boat and

helped us in before getting in himself. After checking that everyone was in the boats, he

proceeded to yell,

"FORWARD!" As he did, the boats gave an enormous lurch and started

magically moving towards Hogwarts. He then turned to us and said,

"Me names' Rubeus Hagrid. Keeper and Keys of Hogwarts. Call me Hagrid." He

broke into smile and asked,

"And what be yer names?"

"I'm Amber Malfoy." I said nervously.

"Aye, another Malfoy. Blimey, I haven't seen one for a couple of years now! May

have been good, since yer brother Sirius was always a'making trouble with James and

Nick." He turned to Ava and Sam.

"And what be yer names?"

"I'm Ava Coles," Ava replied politely.

"And I'm Sam Stultus," Sam cheerfully answered. I could see that the tension between

both of them, and Hagrid were mostly gone. There was mostly silence during the rest of

the trip. Finally the boats had reached the other side of the lake, and I could feel a small

BUMP as we docked. Slowly me and my friends got out, along with the other first years,

unsure of what to except. Hagrid had started heading towards the castle bellowing,

"Follow me firs' years!" All of us quickly scrambled to catch up. Soon the group

reached a large sturdy oak door. With a gigantic fist, Hagrid proceeded to knock three

times on the door. After a minute a smiling woman in blue and silver robes opened the

door.

"Here are the firs' years Professor,"

"Thanks Hagrid. I'll escort them to the Great Hall." She fully opened the door

and motioned for us to go in. I remember how nervous we were, as if there was a troll

right behind the door! Anyways, we finally went inside, and the Professor said,

"Follow me," and started walking briskly forward. We followed her, but with

much mumbling and gossip. I was able to get a good look at the Professor now. She

looked young, probably about the age of Noel. She had shoulder length black hair and

large wide brown eyes. She was about 5'6" with a slim frame, and she seemed to always

smile. Then after a bit of walking she stopped at a large pair of double doors and turned

to face us.

"Welcome to Hogwarts! My name is Professor Penna, I'm the transfiguration

teacher for this year. I'm new here also, I was hired over the summer after the

retirements of Professor Snape and Professor McGonagoll. But I did go to Hogwarts

when I was young, so let me tell you that you won't need to be nervous. For the next

seven years, Hogwarts will be a second home to you, so there is nothing to be nervous of.

As for sorting, there are four houses to be sorted into: Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw,

and Slytherin. I'm the head teacher of Ravenclaw, so I hope to see a few of your faces!"

Professor Penna paused to smile. "One more thing, I wish you the best of luck at

Hogwarts, and I hope you enjoy your seven years here! Now follow me!" And with that,

Professor Penne threw open the double doors and walked out of the room. What was

outside of those doors were AMAZING. Even though I'm an avid reader of Hogwarts, A

History, it was a shock to actually see the Great Hall myself. The bewitched ceilings were

gorgeous, and the tables were huge. All of us first years were shocked at what we saw.

Then a voice from the head table bellowed,

"Let the sorting begin!" A teacher brought out a stool and an old patched

wizard's hat and placed them both in the center of the Great Hall. It opened a patch on

its hat and started to sing a song. I can't really remember it, but it was something about

the houses I think. Then Professor Penna pulled out a scroll and called out,

"Ascio, James." A brown haired boy walked up, trembling. He put on the frayed

hat and sat there for a few minutes. Then the hat cried,

"Hufflepuff!" The boy went and sat at one of the four huge tables. The list went

on and on. Then I heard Ava's name. I watched patiently while Ava walked slowly to the

hat and jammed it on her head. After a minute the hat yelled out,

"Gryffindor!" Ava smiled and went to the first of the four tables, which was

decked in gold and scarlet. Then the list went on again. And then I heard a

"Malfoy, Amber!" I walked promptly to the stool, put on the hat, and sat down.

As soon as I did, I heard a little voice in my head.

"Another Malfoy? Hmm, definitely between Slytherin and Gryffindor. Traits of

both, hmmm, actually you're more of your mother than anything. Well, it better be

Gryffindor!" The hat yelled the last word. I smiled broadly. I remember how Mother and

Father had had a big debate over the summer about what house I was to be in, and

Mother had bet Father ten Galleons that I would be in Gryffindor. Secretly I had wanted

to be in Gryffindor, and I had gotten my wish. I took off the hat and placed it back on the

stool, walking towards the Gryffindor table and sitting down next to Ava. Then the list

continued down and then Professor Penna called out,

"Stultus, Samuel." Sam gulped and went towards the hat, clumsly shoving it on

his head. I hoped he would be in Gryffindor, but the hat shouted,

"Hufflepuff!" I was disappointed, but Sam passed by the table as he walked over

to his own, and Sam told me and Ava we could hang out during the weekends. At least

we could still be friends. After a few more names were called Professor Penna closed the

scroll, picked up the stool and hat, and departed through a door, probably to put away

the hat and stool. After that the headmaster, Professor Dumbledore, the headmaster,

stood up.

"Welcome to yet another year at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry! I

welcome all first years, and welcome back second through seventh years. As usual,

nobody is permitted on the grounds of the Forbidden Forest unless given permission. As

of last year, Professor Snape and Professor McGonagoll have retired from Hogwarts.

Replacing Professor Snape will be Professor Claudia Echinodermatas, and replacing

Professor McGonagoll will be Professor Vivian Penna. I have but nothing else to say

but: tuck in!" Professor Dumbledore sat back down. All at once, vast amounts of food

appeared at all of the tables. The food was absolutely delicious, even better than the food

at home. After going through a seven course meal, I began to talk to other fellow first

years at my table. I saw Albus Potter a few seats down, and Ahneta Weasley another few

seats down. I was pretty good friends with them, since they come to our house all the

time. I also met a few other people, but I really didn't remember their names. Anyway, a

little while after everybody stopped eating, Professor Dumbledore stood back up and

said,

"Well, since everybody has had their fill of food, its time to go to your

dormitories. Prefects, lead the first years to their common rooms. That is all, and good

night!" He sat back down, and then everybody started filing out of the Great Hall. I

heard the voice of a girl and a boy say,

"First years! Please follow us!" I stopped chatting with the other girls and

followed the two prefects through staircases, hidden trapdoors, and doors hidden behind

tapestries. After a while, we reached a portrait of a fat lady in a pink dress. She saw us

coming and said in a high voice,

"Password?" The boy and girl turned to us, and the girl said,

"The password is pax pacis annus," The portrait swung open. "The password

may change, but other than that, it stays relativily the same." And then we went inside. I

went to the girls dormitory, where our stuff was unpacked, and I began to write. That's

basically been my day. My goodness! It is past midnight! I've written a lot! I guess I'd

better go to sleep.

Love,

Amber Katherine Malfoy/i

Amber chuckled to herself. My, my, she was quite the silly girl back then. Far too proud

and bursting with pride because of her last name. In other words, an arrogant git. She

laughed quietly. It was what Mother dubbed as one of the worst qualities of a Malfoy.

Turning to the next page, she found her second diary entry, containing information about

her classes and teachers. She settled into her bed, lying on her stomach, and was soon

swept up in the memory of her first real day at Hogwarts.