A/N: I do not belong Harry Potter or any other of J.K Rowling's creations (If only Severus, if only…), but Chastity is my own morbid invention. Enjoy!

Chapter 2: Hello…Chastity.

Harry Potter suppressed a groan as it came flouncing up to their table, gold hair flying behind her.

"Hi…welcome to", Harry began to mutter but Chastity overrode him with sickly enthusiasm. "Oh, I already know who you are!" she chirruped, thick, dark eyelashes fluttering.

Harry's fringe moved slightly from the gust of air they fanned towards him.

 "I'm Chastity Goodall…I'm an American transfer student. I've heard all about you…and I think, well…", she beckoned him with her finger. Harry obeyed, rolling his eyes, knowing what was going to come next. "I think we'll be great friends". She whispered intently. Harry forced a knowing smile and Chastity beamed, while showing perfect, even and almost blinding white teeth. They forced Harry to squint slightly from the glow.

Hermione spoke up.

"So I suppose you've caught up with all the work from years one through to five?" she asked, forcing the muscles in her mouth to move upward into what looked vaguely recognizable as a smile.

"Oh, yeah" she said, twirling a lock of perfectly spun hair around her finger interestedly. "Professor Dumbledore said I was well beyond my expected skill rate. I'm already a self-made metamorphagus, a tri-animagus…"

"Tri-animagus?"

"Yeah, I can transform into a unicorn, a bunny rabbit and a rare form of pink-and-purple phoenix. Three animals." Chastity said, holding up four fingers, which caused Hermione's lips to quirk up even more into a smirk.

"I've also memorized my whole Ancient Runes table, my Arithmancy formulas and I already know how to concoct a Defeating-Evil Draught. I met Professor Snape earlier, gosh; I've never met a nicer man. I don't know why everybody here doesn't like him. I told him all about what I could do and he seemed positively delighted."

At this, she turned around in her seat and waved frantically towards the High Table at Snape. He caught her eye, and a thin, black eyebrow shot up along with a simultaneous tightening of his lips as he quickly engaged in conversation with Professor McGonagall.

Uh-huh.

Chastity turned back around and came face-to-face with Ron.

"So…going to try out for Quidditch this year?" he asked casually.

"Oh, sure. Did you know I can catch and throw Quaffles in record time? That Madam Hooch told me." At this, she let out a gasp. "We can be on the team together!" she shrieked excitedly, grabbing Ron by both shoulders and shaking him roughly.

Ron sighed. Tomorrow was going to be a very long day.

Sigh Second chapter done! Next chapter is from Snape and McGonagall's P.O.V's.

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