14 year old Eliza Dishque stepped off the Hogwarts express and got

her first real look at Hogwarts School of Withcraft and

Wizardy. "Wow..." she breathed out, she was looking forward to this

so much. She became so preoccupied with gazing up at the gorgeous

castle before her that she didn't notice the two people walking

right at her... *bonk* "EXCUSE ME!" a blonde haired girl in green

robes yelled at her, "WHO DO YOU THINK YOU ARE TRIPPING ME LIKE

THAT?" the girl walked off with a blonde haired boy muttering about

Gryffindors. That's what she was of course, she had been sorted two

weeks prior to first day of school because of her "special

circumstances." She was an exchange student, from Germany, and

Professor Dumbledore had decided to sort her by herself, away from

the squeeling first years, for which she was very thankful. She

watched as the indignant girl, obviously her age, walked away with

her head up in the air with that boyfriend of hers who looked as if

he owned the world. *Must be Slytherins* she thought to herself and

started towards the school behind two boys her age, one with

disshelved brown hair and round glasses and the other, bright red

hair and shining blue eyes.