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All characters belong to J.K, except for Hope, and others I may make up. Also Brianna Jones belongs to my best friend Ashley (ashley09)., who by the way has a fanfic on here too.

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Hope sat, motionless, as the train came to a stop. Neither Ron and Hermione or Draco had returned to the compartment.

Glancing at Harry, Hope stood up with a questionable look on her face. She wasn't sure where to go, or what she was supposed to do.

She cleared her throat and spoke up, "So, now were does everyone go?" She knew things shouldn't be too much different here than at Durmstrang. But just the same she was unsure.

"Well, everyone who isn't a first year takes a carriage to the school "He replied slowly making his way out of the door.

Following she asked another question, "So then what do the first years do?"

Looking back in her direction as he continued walking, "They take boats across the lake." Hearing his answer Hope nodded.

Harry led the way to a carriage glancing at the Thestrals, she had seen them before, as well as learned about them. She hated looking at those depressing creatures, because the only way you could see one was if you had seen someone die. And that's what Hope hated. Being reminded of death.

Shaking her head as if to make the memory go away, she saw Harry holding the door open for her. She climbed in, followed by Harry and a girl who looked to be maybe a year younger than her, with red hair.

Harry spoke to the girl, apparently her name was Ginny, he had introduced Hope, but she didn't pay much attention to the rest of the conversation. For the ten or so minutes that they were in the carriage Hope sat in silenced, alone with her thoughts.

Finally the carriage came to a stop and Ginny and Harry got out first, Hope followed. She looked around, then saw Draco followed by Crabbe and Goyle, she had met them before and thought that they could definitely use minds of there own.

Draco walked passed her without even glancing in her direction. She followed him a few feet behind. She took notice that the first years were still coming on the boats.

As she reached the inside of the castle she had lost sight of Draco and decided just to keep up with the crowd.

Entering the Great Hall she noticed that everyone was going to different tables. Having no idea what to do, she continued walking straight ahead, towards the long table the Headmaster was sitting at.

When she was directly across from him she cleared her throat, "Umm.. I'm Hope Evans and I was wondering wher-"

"Where you need to go? What you should do?"

She nodded, "Yes."

"Well, I suppose we should have you sorted first. I will have your name called before the first years. Is that ok Miss. Evans?"

"Yes sir, its fine. "She gave a sigh of relief, glad that she knew new some of what she was supposed to do.

"Very well, everything should begin shortly. "He gave he a reassuring look as the gigantic doors of the Great Hall opened and first years flooded in.

Hope stood among the eager first years, waiting. Then once everything was calm Dumbledore tapped his glass to make a short announcement," I would like to make a small comment. This year we have a new student who will be joining the sixth years.." He paused. And Hope prayed he would stop there. She felt it was pointless because she was just one more student, what did she matter?

To her amazement he did stop, and it puzzled her because it seemed as if he was going to continue, and yet he didn't.

Instead Professor McGonagall read off of a paper, "Hope Evans "

Realizing what she was supposed to do Hope walked up, and sat down on the chair that was placed there for them to sit on while they were being sorted. Then the hat was place upon her head.

"Hmm. Evans eh?.. I remember your parents.... though your not much like them are you?........ Well now let's see.....A nice mind.But yet your past very much effects the way you see things.Alright then... SLYTHERIN."

There was applause all over the Hall, but it was louder at a table with green flags over it. She walked over to the Slytherin table, wondering where she was supposed to sit. The Draco waved at Hope signaling for her to come over there. Seeing as he was the only person she knew she walked over and took a seat in the empty space next to him.

There were people around her shaking her hand and saying 'congratulations'. She nodded and muttered 'thank you'. "

" Amy Byiell" Called Professor McGonagall, then a few moments later the sorting hat yelled, "Ravenclaw" And it went on like this until the rest of the first years had been sorted.

Dumbledore spoke once again welcoming everyone back, and saying other things Hope didn't catch. She wasn't listening, she was too busy thinking about what everything would be like this year.

Then her thoughts were interrupted, once again, when she remembered what her father had told her. When she remembered what she had to do. Remembering who she had to know.

The rest of the night until she went to sleep was mostly a blur.

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