Disclaimer: I don't own anything except for Juliette and Ashleigh, it all belongs to J.K. Rowling.
He had been ecstatic when he'd arrived at the Weasley house. Everybody had been at his surprise birthday party but now, Hermione had gone with her parents to spend the rest of the summer in Bulgaria where she was going to meet up with Viktor Krum. Ron hadn't taken that fact very well. Harry hadn't seen much of Ron either since he'd gotten a summer job with his brother Charlie…observing dragon eggs.
"Harry I'll go buy your books for you while you get new robes for school so wait for me when you are done. I'll come back here when I've got all the books for you, Ron and Ginny." Mrs. Weasley smiled at him and left him with the little old witch who began busying herself with pinning up the robes. Harry had grown taller that year and he was starting to broaden out as well. The bell at the front door rang and a stunning girl who looked about his age walked in with her equally stunning mother. They both spoke quietly in French and Madam Malkin appeared from the back of the shop with a bundle of material.
"Can I help you?"
"My daughter needs new school robes," said the mother in perfect unaccented English. "I'll do some more shopping and come back later to pay." She looked at her wristwatch and smiled at the witches as she turned and walked briskly out.
"Au revoir," said the girl and her mother turned to wave. The girl grinned at Harry and he found himself running a hand through his untamable hair in a vain attempt to smooth it down.
"What's your name love?" asked the younger witch all dressed in mauve as she led the dark haired girl to a stool next to Harry.
"Juliette, madam. What is yours?" asked the girl pleasantly with a slight French accent.
The witch laughed, "Tabitha. Are you starting at Hogwarts this year?"
"Oui, yes. I've transferred from Beauxbatons and I will be starting my sixth year." She replied in a muffled voice as Madam Malkin slipped a robe over her head and began pinning it to her measurements.
"Harry here is in sixth year at Hogwarts too, aren't you dear," said Madam Malkin with a wink behind her back before disappearing down the back of the shop. "Maybe he could show you around."
"Excellent!" exclaimed Juliette. "I was afraid that I would have to spend a whole month getting lost in there. My mother and Fleur told me how big it was. Do you remember Fleur Delacour? She was in ze Triwizard Tournament ze year before."
Harry blushed, "Yeah I remember her."
Juliette giggled, "Most boys do. I can't blame them though." She fixed bright blue eyes on him in close scrutiny, "You look very familiar…her eyes fastened onto his scar on his forehead. You're Harry Potter!"
He squirmed uncomfortably; he really hated all the attention he got from that scar. "Yeah that's my name," he said sounding quite irritated.
She blinked and replied rather coolly, "I suppose it must be rather hard being famous."
"It is, I'm sorry I shouldn't have snapped at you like that. It's just that I get it all the time, it makes me feel like some kind of freak." Harry said hurriedly.
Juliette arched beautifully curved eyebrows at him imperiously for a few seconds and then she broke out into a smile and started laughing.
"What?"
She tried to catch her breath, "Oh it's nothing, it's just your expression."
The front door opened again and her mother walked in with quite a few parcels under her arm. "Ma mere! This is Harry Potter!" exclaimed Juliette.
Her mother smiled at her amusedly and kissed her on both cheeks. "Hello Harry, nice to meet you. You'll be in sixth year this year, right?" Her eyes were measuring as she said this and shook hands firmly with him. "I'm Ashleigh Saintclaire, I used to go to school with your parents. So what house are you in?"
"Gryffindor."
"I used to be in that house too, I hope Juliette will be sorted into Gryffindor as well. Her father was in the same house too."
The front door opened again this time entering Mrs. Weasley and Remus. Remus stared at her in shock and Ashleigh's face became devoid of all expression. "Ashleigh? Ashleigh Saintclaire?"
Juliette looked at the two adults with confusion written across her pretty face. Her mother finally smiled hesitantly at Remus; "It's been years since I saw you Moony."