All the second years and above were sitting at their house tables waiting for the arrival of their newest classmates. Professor McGonagall led the group of first years up to the front of the Great Hall so they could be sorted. Harry noticed that Tiffilina was walking with them. He thought that she couldn't have been a first year, especially if she rode to the castle in one of the carriages. The Great Hall silenced when the sorting began. Ron, Hermione, and Harry were interested to find out what house Tiffilina would be sorted into. Harry caught a glimpse of Malfoy smirking when Tiffilina walked up to the stool. A moment passed before the hat shouted "RAVENCLAW" All the Ravenclaws clapped loudly as the newest member joined their table.

"Why did she have to be put into Ravenclaw?" Asked Hermione.

"Don't ask me, I'm not the hat. I don't do the sorting. I just sit here waiting for the hat to put someone new in the houses." Ron said through a mouth of chicken.

"We can still be friends with her though." Harry stated. "We should mainly be glad that she's not in Slytherin. Will you two make a promise for me?"

"What?" Ron and Hermione said together.

"If you see Malfoy hurting Tiffilina will you stand up for her some?"

The two looked at Harry for a while and then nodded.

"Thanks."

Dinner finished with a large commotion of prefects gathering the first years. Tiffilina walked over to Harry and his friends as they were letting the first years walk by.

"Hey," Tiffilina started, "thanks for trying to tell what's his face that I wasn't hiding."

"Well, um I guess thanks. What did Malfoy do to you anyways?"

"Oh, well he tried to beat me up, didn't work I always have to battle my way out of something. Then he tried to jinx me, didn't work because I stole his wand from his hand and threatened him that I'd break it. Finally, when he got his wand back by having his two giant creepy friends jump on me from behind he started threatening me that he'd make my first year here really horrible and awful."

"So wouldn't you have gotten hurt?" Ron asked after he started listening to the story.

"Well, yes but I'm not exactly hurt easily, especially since my father always has me show the guys back home that even a girl can do their job."

"What job do they have?"

"Nothing much, just keeping the bears, wild cats, etc away."

"So Tiffilina . . ." Hermione chimed in.

"Just call me Tiff for short."

"Tiff, you're saying that you fight with muggle animals that are dangerous."

"Yeah."

"Well, sorry to interrupt you two," Ron started, "but Tiff don't you have to follow the prefects?"

"Not really, Headmaster Dumbledore gave me a tour of the school earlier this summer, mainly because I'm a transfer."

"What do you mean transfer? And why did Dumbledore give you a tour of the school already? What year are you in?"

"Okay, one question at a time Harry. I came here from the private witch and wizard academy known as Ivy Stone Academy. It can be found in the suburbs of Chicago.  Dumbledore gave me an early tour because my previous headmistress asked him if he could do that for me so then I wouldn't break my record for being late to a class. And I'm a sixth year."

"Okay. Thanks for the help with that Tiff. By the way where is Chicago?"

"Oh, Chicago is in Illinios, US."

Never before had Harry thought that there would have been an American in the castle.

"You mean you don't speak any British?" Ron asked as if he were excited.

"No, not really. I do speak some French, but that's about it."

"Never before did I think that there would be an American around here." Hermione said trying not to sound mean.

"That's okay I know what you mean. Well gotta go. TTFN for now."

"TTFN?" Ron asked with a confused expression on his face.

"Ta Ta For Now."

"Oh, okay."

Tiff stood up, smiled and walked out of the Great Hall to go to the Ravenclaw common room.