A/N: Oh my god, it would be like so much fun to go to Hogwarts and meet Harry and Draco and like EVERYBODY! Except Snape cuz ew, he's greasy! Anyways, I hope you like this first chappie! R/R PLEASE!!

CHAPPIE ONE

Bryony Alexis Sprout-Black stood on Platform Nine and 3/4s with her trunk and her pet owl, Britney. Britney was a beautiful owl with silver and black feathers. Bryony's mom had given Britney to her as a present when they got to England at the beginning of July. They had gone to Eeylops Owl Emporium in Diagon Alley and Bryony picked her out. Britney was the most beautiful owl in the store and Bryony loved the way her new pet's feathers always shimmered in the sunlight--kind of like Bryony's hair, but a different color.

Bryony grew up in America, and she had been really sad when they came to England at the beginning of the summer because she missed the Fourth of July. It was her favorite holiday and she always loved the fireworks. She always saw them in person, and hated watching them on tv. She thought it just wasn't as good that way, even though she usually loved watching other stuff on tv.

It was almost eleven o' clock. Bryony's mom said, "You should probably get on the train now so you don't miss it." Bryony's mom was born in England so she had an accent, but Bryony didn't. She gave Bryony a hug and a kiss on the cheek.

Bryony groaned, ''Moooom, don't kiss me in public. All these people are watching!'' But really she was upset about leaving her mom to go to a new school. She just didn't want to show it. She didn't want any of the other kids to think she was a baby. She was sixteen, after all!

Bryony walked over to the train with her stuff and looked at the other kids getting on the Hogwarts Express. She had never been around so many people who talked like her mom, and she still thought it was kind of weird. All the other kids looked like they knew each other too, and Bryony was afraid they wouldn't want to get to know someone new. Her mom had told her that there usually weren't very many transfer students at Hogwarts, so Bryony was special.

She got her trunk and Britney up onto the train and then Bryony turned around and waved back to her mom. ''Bye, Mom!'' she called.

Then the train whistled and Bryony turned away and walked down the aisle of the Hogwarts Express. Her stomach was twisting with pain, but she couldn't tell if she was nervous or just hungry or maybe both.

She kept walking down the aisle looking for an empty compartment, but she couldn't find one. Bryony took a deep breath and told herself, Okay, I'm not going to worry. I was really popular back at home, so of course the kids here will like me too.

Bryony went to one of the compartments and looked inside, telling herself she'd go in and introduce herself no matter what. There were three boys inside all sitting by themselves.

Oh my god, Bryony thought. She looked again. Wow, that boy sitting by himself is kind of hot! The other two are really ugly, but. . . Whoa, I wonder if he'd like me. . .

Bryony looked down at her clothes. She was so glad she'd decided to wear her favorite outfit: a lavender tanktop with skinny silver straps and silver trim and her favorite flared jeans and her cute platform flip-flops that she bought at the Woonsocket Magical Mall before she came to England. (Bryony actually lived in Massachusetts but she loved shopping in Rhode Island because they didn't have sales tax on clothing.) Her clothes weren't too tight or revealing. They showed off all her new curves without making her look cheap. She had even painted her fingernails and toenails to match her shirt. She ran her fingers through her long, wavy, elbow-length hair. She never knew if her hair was blonde or brown--it was sort of an in-between color, like shimmering honey, that seemed to shift in the light, and had beautiful silver-blonde highlights that got brighter in the summer when she spent a lot of time outdoors.

She took another deep breath and opened the door. ''Hi,'' she said to the hot boy, ignoring the other two. ''Is it okay if I sit with you guys?''

The hot blond boy looked her over and raised his eyebrows. ''Are you new or something?''

''Oh, yeah,'' Bryony said. ''My name's Bryony, but you can call me 'Bree' if you want. I'm transferring to Hogwarts from America. Who are you?'' she asked, putting down Britney's cage and sitting next to the boy.

''Malfoy. Draco Malfoy,'' he said.

''Oh my god, you sound just like James Bond!'' Bryony couldn't help exclaiming.

''Who's that?'' Draco Malfoy asked.

''Oh, he's in these Muggle movies,'' Bryony said. ''He's like a secret agent or something like that.''

''Muggle--You're not a Mudblood, are you?'' Draco looked kind of queasy and shifted away from Bryony.

Bryony's mouth fell open in surprise. Wow, she thought. I can't believe he actually said the M word! . . . Maybe it was just a slip. She managed to stop gaping at Draco and said, ''No, I'm a pureblood. But in America even purebloods know all about Muggle stuff. I never even wore wizarding robes there.''

Draco looked a little better. ''Oh, well, alright then. So what year are you?''

''Um, I'm not sure,'' Bryony said. ''My mom told me all about the years here but it's really confusing. I was in tenth grade last year at the Salem Institute. It was really cool there. It's a boarding school, but I lived really close so I stayed at home and took the Floo everyday.''

''Well, how old are you?'' Draco asked.

''Sixteen,'' Bryony replied. ''Almost sixteen and a half. My birthday was on April first, so today I'm exactly sixteen and five months.''

Draco smiled. ''You must be a sixth year then. I'm a sixth year too. So are Crabbe and Goyle.'' He nodded at the two big boys sitting across the compartment.

''Oh, hey,'' Bryony said to Crabbe and Goyle, flashing them a smile. Then she turned back to Draco.

''So what are you doing at Hogwarts?'' asked Draco.

''Oh, well, it's kind of a long story,'' Bryony said. ''Basically, like, my dad died and Mom decided she wanted to live closer to my grandma. My grandma is Professor Sprout.''

''A Hufflepuff?''

''Um, yeah, is there something wrong with Hufflepuffs?''

''The whole lot of them are duffers,'' Draco explained. ''Slytherin is the only decent house.''

''Oh, okay,'' Bryony said. Her mom had never said anything nice about Slytherin. She knew her dad's family was from Slytherin mostly, and her mom said they were all really mean. But could Draco be right? He was a Slytherin himself, after all, so he'd know best what they were like.

Draco stood up. ''I've got to go do some prefect stuff now.''

''What's a prefect? Is that like class president or something?''

Draco looked confused. ''No, it's like a prefect. It means I'm one of the best students in my year.''

''Oh, that sounds cool,'' Bryony said.

Just then a really ugly blonde girl opened the compartment door. ''Draco,'' she said. ''It's time for our prefect stuff.'' Then she looked at Bryony. ''Who are you?''

''Hi, I'm Bryony,'' said Bryony. ''I'm from America.''

''Oh, cool accent! I'm Pansy Parkinson,'' the girl said. ''Come on, Draco!'' She grabbed Draco's hand and pulled him out to the corridor.

Bryony felt really sorry for Pansy. She really wasn't very pretty, and Bryony had a feeling that Draco probably didn't like Pansy that much, even though she obviously had a crush on him. Then Bryony looked up and realized she was all by herself with Crabbe and Goyle.

''Um,'' she told them. ''I'm like gonna go now! Bye!''

Bryony went out into the hallway with Britney and her stuff and found another compartment to sit in. Inside the new compartment, she met a bunch of Ravenclaws. Bryony introduced herself and sat down.

''Hi, my name's Cho,'' said one of the girls. She was kind of pretty, but Bryony thought she looked sort of depressed.

''You know,'' Bryony said. ''You'd look a lot better if you smiled more.'' Cho sort of looked like she was going to cry, so Bryony turned to another girl. ''Hey, what's your name?''

''Marietta,'' the girl said. She looked like she had really bad acne scars all across her face. Bryony thought they were sort of in a pattern, like a word, but she couldn't make it out. Bryony had flawless skin, and she felt really bad for Marietta.

''Hey, I could probably fix your, um, like, you know,'' Bryony said helpfully, pointing at her own face to show what she was talking about.

Marietta didn't say anything. She turned to Cho to try to make her feel better.

Bryony shrugged and pulled out her CD player. Fine, she thought. I was only trying to help. If I had skin like that, I'd probably kill myself. She slipped on her headphones and flipped open the latest issue of Teen Witch and started taking a quiz called, "Is Harry Potter the Wizard for You?" Bryony worked on the quiz, remembering that her mom had said Harry Potter went to Hogwarts. She wondered if she'd meet him soon, and what he'd be like. . .

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A/N: Okay that's it for the first chappie! Don't forget to REVIEW!!