Harry, Ron, and Ginny sat at a table in the Leaky Cauldron waiting for Hermione to bring down the new Gryffindor.

"Over here Hermione!" Ginny called as Hermione and Anastasia descended the stairs.

Harry and Ron looked up to see who this new girl was and couldn't help but stare at her. She was gorgeous, she had bleach blonde hair past her shoulders, tan skin that was a dead give away that she was an American, delicate but distinguished features.

Harry looked at Ron, "There's something familiar about her."

"Your right mate, it's weird."

"Harry, Ron, Ginny this is Anastasia." Hermione said sitting down at the table. "Anastasia, that Harry with the glasses, nest to him is Ron, and that's Ron's sister Ginny."

"Hey y'all" Anastasia greeted them.

"What does "y'all" mean?" Ron asked looking somewhat puzzled.

"Oh, sorry its American slang. It means 'all of you'. It's going to take me awhile to shake some phrases." Anastasia replied blushing, which only accentuated her facial features.

"You're from America, but you sound British?" Harry commented.

"I live with my aunt and uncle, they're British. I am too, I guess I picked it up from them, but I did live in Britain until I was four."

"Why did you move?" Ginny inquired.

"My parents died, and my uncle had a business opportunity in America."

"Oh, I'm sorry about your parents. I lost my parents when I was young too." Harry commented.

"I'm sorry. Who do you live with?" Anastasia questioned.

"I live with my aunt and uncle also." Harry replied smiling at her.

"I was thinking Anastasia, if it's alright with you, we could share a room. The boys have each other and Ginny has some friends here, so I'm kind of the odd person out here." Hermione asked.

"Oh, I wouldn't mind at all Hermione. It would be wonderful." Anastasia beamed.

"Decided what you'd like for dinner dears?" An elderly woman asked, holding a note pad. The five of them skimmed their menus and placed their orders.

"So Anastasia, do you have any brothers or sisters." Ron inquired.

"Umm . . ." Anastasia paused. Would her uncle approve of her telling people she had a brother? "I have an older brother, whom I've never met. He's years older and after a family disagreement we never heard from him again."

"Oh, how much older." Ron pressed

"Ron! She is not under arrest so stop questioning her like she is!" Hermione shot at him. There was an awkward silence that followed, during which they all stared intently at their drinks. They were saved from the uncomfortable situation by the waitress brining dinner to the table.

"Her you go my dears. Don't look so glum. Let me know if you need anything." The waitress smiled.

"Umm, so," Ginny mumbled. "Anastasia, do you have all of your supplies?"

"Ya, my aunt and I went shopping yesterday. Then I went back out today and finished up and did some personal shopping as well. So, does Hogwarts have a Quidditch team?" This question sent Harry and Ron into a heated discussion about the Quidditch play offs. This gave Ginny and Hermione a chance to fill Anastasia in on the gossip at Hogwarts.

A few hours later, and many desserts finished, they were all very tired.

"Anastasia, you never told us," Harry said, "What's your last name?"

Anastasia paused for a moment, looking slightly flustered. "Black." She answered and quickly climbed the stairs to her room, followed closely by Hermione, who at the last minute turned around and shot the boys a dirty look.

"Did she say Black?" Ron asked looking quizzically at Harry.

"Ya, she said it was Black"

"You don't think. . ." Ron started

'No, it's not possible. Right?"

"Right, mate." Ron replied not sounding the least bit convincing.