Author's Note: Second chapter! Ta da! Well this chapter is going to be a uprise for me and you. Let's see what spills out! Cheers! Don't forget R&R!

Hermione Granger focussed sharply on the girl and took in her whole appearance. Startling beautiful, in an odd way. Piercing black eyes, slightly fuzzy brown hair, Hermione felt for the girl remembering her own bushy hair and well worn muggle clothing. Carefully deciding her words she said, "Is this your first time at Hogwarts?" Renwin nodded, "are you a transfer student then?"

"I guess you could call me that a transfer from a muggle school," she said testing the new word Hagrid had told her meant unmagical people. 'Like my whole family is I suppose,' she decided slightly angry. By the look on Hermione's and the two boys face she realized this wasn't common like she had hoped it was. "Um, this doesn't happen often, does it?" she asked weakly. Three rapid nods were her response. 'Oh God, I'm alone here,' she thought panicking.

"I think your supposed to be in your sixth year am I right?" Renwin nodded, remembering what Hagrid had told her and Hermione continued on, "how did you come to Hogwarts then?"

Renwin slowly let her mind sink back to the day Hagrid nearly knocked down her door this summer telling her she was a witch. "Just lucky I 'spose," she shrugged. Her mother's petrified face came back to her and the day was fresh in her memory. Hermione realizing the strange girl wanted to be left in her thoughts nodded then turned away continuing a uch lighter version of her conversation with the two boys than Renwin remembered from her entrance into the carriage. Renwin was pleased and let her memories wash over her.

"Oh! I ruddy sorry there I always forget I'm stronger than I think Mrs. Morgan," boomed the rather oversized man. Mrs. Morgan let out a petrified peep and finally managed to speak.

"How do you know my name? Oh, that doesn't matter please don't hurt us and take whatever you want but please go!" rambled Mrs. Morgan in fright. In response t her demands she was met with a large chuckle that seemed to make the house sway.

"Mrs. Morgan I know your name as Albus Dumbledore informed me of it and I'm not going to take anything. Well, maybe just Renwin but just for a day!" he added quickly when he saw the alarm settle on Mrs. Morgan's face. "I guess I better start explaining real quick If I wish to keep my head," chuckled Hagrid, "I here because of Renwin."

Renwin became rather startled, 'what would a gigantic man ever want with her?'

"I'm sure you've learned your from Spain in your ruddy Muggle school and you know you left in the fourteenth century and came to England," rather puzzled Renwin nodded, "Do you know why they left?" Even more confused Renwin nodded again, "well, it's part of the reason I'm here, before your family left Spain they were one of the most powerful Wizarding families in Spain." Renwin gasped in disbelief, "now let me continue on before you tell me I'm a crazy old fool okay? The family became so powerful that they were found out by muggles, nonmagical people, and even though we can charms to stop from being burned to death your family could no longer bare the taunts and hiding away, so they fled from Spain." Renwin almost began to speak and was silenced my a wave of Hagrid's arm. "Your great great great great great great great great great grandfather being head of the clan, decided to protect his family that he would strip his family of there magic had live in the muggle world. This can not be done unless it is done by blood relatives and an extremely powerful wizard."

"You've got to be joki-" Renwin was cut off again.

"It almost worked perfectly but sometimes it won't work on all the clan, some refuse to be muggle and it won't work. Your great grandmother was head girl of Hogwarts years and years ago. Your father was Gryffindor's Quiditch captain, btu when he met your mother he never cast a spell again."

"My dad?" she said her eyes shining with tears.

"A great man if I ever met one," replied Hagrid

Renwin was woken from her daydream by the bustle of a witch walking in with a tray of goodies. The three others snatched up a few but Renwin refused remembering her lack of money.

To be continued....