Raven found herself in a crowded alley, clutching the handle of her trunk. She looked around and saw a short wizard dressed in green robes. She recognized him as the European minister, Cornelius Fudge.
"Raven, my dear! Welcome to Diagon Alley." he said with a smile. "Now, where are your parents?" But the minister didn't have to wait long. Her parents appeared within seconds of each other. "Dameon! Arcavia!" he said, smiling at the two.
"Cornelius!" her father said, shaking the wizards hand. "How are you?"
"As well as the times will allow, that's for sure. And how about you two?"
"Good. We're very excited that Raven will get this opportunity. I talked to Albus earlier, and he said there's a buzz going around. The students are anticipating Ravens arrival."
"Yes, they most certainly are, Dameon.", a new voice said. Raven turned around and saw a tall wizard with long gray hair and a beard to match. He looked familiar, though she was sure she had never met him before.
"Raven, this is Albus Dumbledore. He will be your headmaster at Hogwarts this year." Raven's mother said, smiling at the two. Dumbledore took Raven's hand and shook it.
"We're very glad to be having you this year, Miss. Stardust." he said, smiling at her. Raven couldn't shake the feeling that she had seen him before. His voice, those eyes... but where?
"Thank you, sir. I'm excited to be going." she lied. What else could she say? Everyone was making such a big deal over her.
"Good, I'm sure you are, my dear. Now, if you will all follow me, I'll get you checked in. Raven, you have some things to get, don't you? Ahh, I'm sure your mother can escort you, can't you, Arcavia? Dameon, we have much to talk about." Cornelius Fudge said, leading them into a pub called The Leaky Caldron. Raven sighed as he talked to a middle aged witch behind the bar. They were lead up a modest staircase, and into a middle sized suet. "I'm sorry, but it's all they had left. Now, Dameon, come with me. I've heard of some sightings in Mexico near the boarder of Texas that you need to know about..." Raven's father left with Dumbledore and Fudge, leaving her and her mother alone.
"Your room's over there." Arcavia said, pointing to a slightly open door. "Your other trunks are already on their way to Hogwarts. Oh, you're going to have a great time, I know it!" Raven just looked at her mother, then went into the room that she had pointed too. There was a small bed near a slightly dusty window. A few un-lit candles lined a brown dusty wooden dresser, and a large mirror hung on the wall. Raven put her trunk on the bed and took a brush out of it. She went to the mirror and ran it through her wavy black hair. "Great... Voldormort has been sighted right near America, and I'm shoved off to England for the year. Too bad I can't see the excitement." She thought, smiling. Well, she didn't want to face the evil wizard, but she didn't want to be so far from the home.
"Rave, let's get out of this damn dust hole and get the rest of your books." Her mother was at her door with an annoyed look on her face, waving some dust away. Raven smiled. That was the mother she knew.
Half an hour later, the two witches found themselves in the middle of Diagon Alley. Crowds brushed past them, most of them students with their parents. It was the last minute school rush, and they were in the middle of it.
"Oh hell, I wish your father didn't leave. I have no idea where this place is. And these people don't make things any easier." Arcavia said, looking at her daughter. She pulled her deep red hair into a lose bun and looked around. "Florish and Botts... Everything's so shoved together here, it's a wonder it just doesn't jump in front of us!" Raven smiled. Yes, this was defiantly the mother she knew. The past few days, Arcavia had tried to act cheerful and put her determined attitude away, but it was coming out. Arcavia mother wasn't a bitch, she was just used to being in power, as was Raven. Being the family of the American Minister did have its perks.
"Excuse me, you look lost. I'd be happy to help you.", a voice said. The two witches turned around and saw a wizard with long blonde hair, accompanied by a younger blonde wizard that looked to be Raven's age.
"Yes, please! I'm Arcavia Stardust. This is Raven, my daughter." Raven's mother said, looking at the handsome wizard.
"Lucious Malfoy. And this," he said, pointing to the younger wizard, "is my son, Draco." Raven looked at the teenage wizard. He was very good looking. He had on a dark blue long sleeve shirt, and black pants, both of which complicated his slim but muscular figure perfectly. The boy's blonde hair was slightly long, but not past his ears. He smiled at her, showing off a beautiful white smile. "Welcome to England. You must be the ministers daughter." he said, still smiling.
"Yes, how did you know?" Raven asked. Oh hell, she didn't care how he knew. He was hot!
"Father works for the ministry. He's Fudge's right hand man. I'm surprised we haven't met before." Draco said with a charming tine in his voice. Raven just looked at him, returning the smile.
"Draco, save it." Lucious said, interrupting the conversation. Draco shot his father an angered look, but Lucious returned it with a smile that seemed to say, "There will be plenty of time for that." "Arcavia, where did you need to go?"
"Raven needs to pick up some last minute books." she replied, intrigued by the man.
"Well, so does Draco. I'm sure he can go with her. Why don't we try to find Fudge and your husband. I'm sure they're around here somewhere." Lucious offered. Her mother agreed, and Draco and Raven were left alone.
Draco was perfectly happy to have his father away. He looked at Raven, admiring her. She had to be his age, yet her body was that of a woman, more mature than most 17 year olds. Her breasts looked lovely under a black v-neck shirt, and a bit of cleavage was exposed. She wore a pair of black pants that complicated her curvy thighs. When Raven turned to wave good-by to her mother, he admired her shapely bottom. "Damn, that's a nice ass. I'd love to get my hands on her." Draco thought, licking his lips. Suddenly, a thought emerged in his mind. Where was she going to stay in the castle? Certainly Dumbledore would put her in one of the houses. He had put the students competing in the tri-wizard tournament in with different houses back in their fourth year.
"So, where is this place?" Raven asked him, interrupting his thoughts.
"Follow me." he said, linking his arm around hers. Draco couldn't help but notice Raven flash her beautiful smile at him.