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Harry was floored. THIS was his sister! Dumbledore had, of course, told him the story, but he hadn't been sent a picture, he thought they would at least look related. Harry was on the shorter end of 6th year boys in his class, being 5'10. This girl seemed to be only two inches shorter than him, his black hair lay untidily on his head, her golden brown, at least, was messy. Harry was fairly pale, Chase was really tan. He realized he'd been staring and blinked
"Chase? Chase Miller?" he asked, testing her. He knew her current last name, *let's see if she really is Chase Mikyati.* He thought. Chase (being psychic) heard that thought.
"Mikyati, so, um... what AM I supposed to say to my long lost little- big brother?"
Harry was about to say something when Ron cut in,
"Oy, Harry, what's this about you having a little sister?"
"Oh, yes, well, Dumbledore owled me yesterday and..." he told the tale. When he finished, one of the two girls, the one with a jungle of brown hair, said,
"That's amazing! all this time you've a little sister. Hello, Chase is it? I'm Hermione Granger, 6th year with your brother."
"And I'm Ron, Harry's best mate. This is my sister, Ginny." He pointed to the other red-head. "In her 5th year (A/N, I made a mistake with Fred, sorry) what year are you?"
"Third year. Any of you play Quidditch?" She said as they walked into the train.
"Yeah I'm Gryffindor's seeker. Me and 'Mione gotta go, see ya in a bit!" Ron said as he and Hermione took off to another car.
"They're prefects." Harry explained. Seeing she was still confused, he explained,
"They make sure every one keeps their toes in line, give out detentions etc."
"Ooooh." Said Chase. "So, Harry, you play the best sport ever?"
Harry grinned, he liked this kid. "Yep, I'm the Gryffindor Seeker. What are you?"
Well at Quidarts (that's the Quidditch and Arts school of Magic nickname) I play Chaser. I'm not bad, last game I scored 9 goals. So, do you think I'll be in your house?"
"Gryffindor? I hope so. So long as you're not Slytherin, be happy though." They found an empty compartment and sat down. Harry and Ginny started to talk about their chance at the Quidditch Cup, and Chase pulled out a book to read, The Muggle.
Hermione and Ron came in, Ron grabbed a chocolate frog from Chase and sat down.
"Hey Ron, wanna frog?"
"Sure Chase thanks."
The door slid open and there stood one of the most handsome boys Chase had ever seen, he had white blonde hair slicked back, pale complexion, icy blue eyes set upon his face. Though by no means buff, he had a great body.
"Well, well, well. If it isn't Potty, Weasel, and Mudblood." His handsome image shattered, he was now the ugliest being Chase had ever seen.
"What do you want Malfoy?" Harry said.
"To introduce myself to this lovely young lady with you. I am Draco Lucifer Malfoy, and I wouldn't recommend hanging out with these losers."
Chase was pissed, she really hated him. "As 'highly' as I'm sure you're opinion matters, I wouldn't be talking. Mudbrain."
Draco's smile turned into a scowl, "Who are you to talk to a Malfoy like that?"
"Chase Mikyati, a witch ten times more powerful than you'll ever be." He opened his mouth with a retort, but she held up her hand, saying, "Rat- face, I'd love to have a battle of the wits with you right now, but you appear to be unarmed." The idiotic boy could think of no reply, turned on his heal, Chase heard his last thoughts as if he had a mega phone to her ear, dripping with venom, * That kid will be sorry.*
"Alright Chase!" Harry said, clapping her on the back. He hadn't been sure how well she would deal with Malfoy, but she seemed to know what to do. Chase smiled, happy to be accepted. She buried her nose in her book for the rest of the trip. (A/N do ya like it? Review. I've written the next chappie and am fine tuning it. REVIEW!!
Harry was floored. THIS was his sister! Dumbledore had, of course, told him the story, but he hadn't been sent a picture, he thought they would at least look related. Harry was on the shorter end of 6th year boys in his class, being 5'10. This girl seemed to be only two inches shorter than him, his black hair lay untidily on his head, her golden brown, at least, was messy. Harry was fairly pale, Chase was really tan. He realized he'd been staring and blinked
"Chase? Chase Miller?" he asked, testing her. He knew her current last name, *let's see if she really is Chase Mikyati.* He thought. Chase (being psychic) heard that thought.
"Mikyati, so, um... what AM I supposed to say to my long lost little- big brother?"
Harry was about to say something when Ron cut in,
"Oy, Harry, what's this about you having a little sister?"
"Oh, yes, well, Dumbledore owled me yesterday and..." he told the tale. When he finished, one of the two girls, the one with a jungle of brown hair, said,
"That's amazing! all this time you've a little sister. Hello, Chase is it? I'm Hermione Granger, 6th year with your brother."
"And I'm Ron, Harry's best mate. This is my sister, Ginny." He pointed to the other red-head. "In her 5th year (A/N, I made a mistake with Fred, sorry) what year are you?"
"Third year. Any of you play Quidditch?" She said as they walked into the train.
"Yeah I'm Gryffindor's seeker. Me and 'Mione gotta go, see ya in a bit!" Ron said as he and Hermione took off to another car.
"They're prefects." Harry explained. Seeing she was still confused, he explained,
"They make sure every one keeps their toes in line, give out detentions etc."
"Ooooh." Said Chase. "So, Harry, you play the best sport ever?"
Harry grinned, he liked this kid. "Yep, I'm the Gryffindor Seeker. What are you?"
Well at Quidarts (that's the Quidditch and Arts school of Magic nickname) I play Chaser. I'm not bad, last game I scored 9 goals. So, do you think I'll be in your house?"
"Gryffindor? I hope so. So long as you're not Slytherin, be happy though." They found an empty compartment and sat down. Harry and Ginny started to talk about their chance at the Quidditch Cup, and Chase pulled out a book to read, The Muggle.
Hermione and Ron came in, Ron grabbed a chocolate frog from Chase and sat down.
"Hey Ron, wanna frog?"
"Sure Chase thanks."
The door slid open and there stood one of the most handsome boys Chase had ever seen, he had white blonde hair slicked back, pale complexion, icy blue eyes set upon his face. Though by no means buff, he had a great body.
"Well, well, well. If it isn't Potty, Weasel, and Mudblood." His handsome image shattered, he was now the ugliest being Chase had ever seen.
"What do you want Malfoy?" Harry said.
"To introduce myself to this lovely young lady with you. I am Draco Lucifer Malfoy, and I wouldn't recommend hanging out with these losers."
Chase was pissed, she really hated him. "As 'highly' as I'm sure you're opinion matters, I wouldn't be talking. Mudbrain."
Draco's smile turned into a scowl, "Who are you to talk to a Malfoy like that?"
"Chase Mikyati, a witch ten times more powerful than you'll ever be." He opened his mouth with a retort, but she held up her hand, saying, "Rat- face, I'd love to have a battle of the wits with you right now, but you appear to be unarmed." The idiotic boy could think of no reply, turned on his heal, Chase heard his last thoughts as if he had a mega phone to her ear, dripping with venom, * That kid will be sorry.*
"Alright Chase!" Harry said, clapping her on the back. He hadn't been sure how well she would deal with Malfoy, but she seemed to know what to do. Chase smiled, happy to be accepted. She buried her nose in her book for the rest of the trip. (A/N do ya like it? Review. I've written the next chappie and am fine tuning it. REVIEW!!