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A/N I'm reposting due to how it was bunched before. Also, I'm putting dislaimers in!

Thank god the train didn't leave yet...hmm I still have about 10 minutes left. This was a girl. She had dark brown hair and hazel eyes. She pulled open the door of one of the last empty compartments. She immediately pulled out her notepad and started to jot things down. A few moments later, somebody knocked at the door.

"The door is open! Come in already! Can't you hear me?!? Open the door already!" the girl, shouted over the loud knocking. "I'm trying to concentrate!" The girl shouted again as the person entered the compartment.

"Um hey. Is anyone sitting here too? My name's Harry Potter, what's yours? I'm new here, are you already a student? What are you concentrating on? Can I sit here?" The boy, Harry Potter, said in a nervous breath.

"Slow down, Harry! In order: no, Marie Snicket, I'm new here too, anagrams, and of course!" Marie responded as Harry took a seat across from her. After a few moments of awkward silence, Marie spoke again. "Did you know your name is an anagram of 'perry hot rat'?"

"Um, no. What is that supposed to mean?" Harry questioned.

"Absolutely nothing! It's just that my family always thought that there was a secret message hidden in everything. It's actually true, at least most of the time. Of course, in your name's case, it spells something, but it's completely useless. It happens," Marie explained rather quickly.

"Who was your family?" Harry asked.

"That's confidential, which means 'I really can't tell you'. Of course, everyone knows about your family, Mr. Harry Potter, but I don't wanna make a big deal about it if you don't want to," Marie explained.

"Oh, ok. I think I'm gonna find another compartment, if that's ok with you." Harry said after this speech. Marie nodded her head as Harry almost gratefully ran out of the compartment. He slid the door behind him and practically ran to the next compartment over.

Without warning, the train whistle blew and the train left the station. Marie sighed. "I hope we get there soon, sitting alone is boring." She leaned back in her seat and was settling in for a nice nap, when some one else entered the compartment.

"Hullo. My name's Ron. Ron Weasley. Can I sit here?" said the boy who just entered.

"Sure. Name's Marie. Marie Snicket." she said as she resettled. "Just when I thought I could take a nice nap." Marie mumbled under her breath.

"The feeling is mutual. Snicket...that's an interesting name. I'll take it that you're not a pure?" Ron said.

"Nope. Muggleborn." Marie said simply. She started to jot more names on her paper.

"Well if you don't mind, I'm gonna take a nap, Marie." Ron yawned out after a few minutes. He got comfy and fell asleep. A few moments later, he woke up. "What'd I miss?!?"

"Absolutely nothing. But the food trolley is coming. Got any wizard cash?"

"Um...no. Do you have any?" Ron said as he emptied his pockets.

"Since I asked you, I would think not." Marie sneered sarcastically. "Why don't we mooch off of someone?"

"Good idea! Any rich people near by?"

"Well, Harry Potter is across the way and he's loaded, or so I've heard." Marie shrugged.

"Oh alright. I'll try to come back with some food, or maybe I'll just signal you." Ron said as he got up and walked across the hall. Marie leaned back in her seat yet again. After about 10 minutes, Ron came back and made a wonderful announcement.

"You're right! He is loaded. He bought the whole friggin trolley!" Ron exclaimed. "I invited you in! Come on! Let's eat!" He yelled as he ran back into the other compartment. Marie slowly got up from the couch bench thingy, and did a double take.

"Hooray for candy!" Marie said as she ran into Harry's compartment.

Three hours later the train arrived at hogwarts. "Great, time for the sorting!" Marie sneered sarcastically as the first years entered the Great Hall to be sorted.

Marie entered the Great Hall with a blank expression on her face. This will be fun. She sat down with the other random first years. While that hat on the stand, the Sorting Hat was singing it's song, she got out her notebook. As the sorting hat called out names, she took them down. It was a personal goal of hers to find out an anagram for everyone in the class by the end of term. She was so busy making preemptive guesses that she was barely paying attention when McGonagall called out her name.

"SNICKET, MARIE! Hurry up and get to the hat already!" McGonagall shouted, waking the halfdazed Marie. She quickly jumped up and ran into the chair so the hat could sort her.

"Hurry up, you stupid hat!" Marie whispered to the hat. Don't worry, that's what I don't get paid for. Now then, lemme think...oh boy another challenge... "Oh, hurry up already! Just put me in a house, stupid hat!" oh, fine. "GRYFFINDOR!" the hat shouted as Marie ran to the gryffindor table.

After Dumbledore made his start of term speech, everyone started to talk while shoving spoonfuls of mashed potatoes and beef in their mouths. "My dad, see when I was little, he taught me all sorts of things, specially bout anagrams and secret messages. He's very cool, Ah, yes, see I'm 100% muggle ya know?" Marie said while putting on a very cheap heavy accent. At this accent, at least three people snorted into their iced tea, or whatever they were drinking.

"You've got some humor skillz, Snicket. Name's Fred. And this lump next to me is my brother George." said...well who else, Fred.

"Lemme guess, you two are Weasley's," Marie said very boredly.

"How ever did you guess!" George...or was it Fred...said in a very mocking tone.

"Now that's the random lump you wanna look out for, ain't that right, Fred" George said as Fred nodded. George pointed towards the guy talking to Harry. "He's Percy, and unfortunately, he just has to be a friggin prefect. If only he had the brains to keep his mouth shut!"

"Oh, it would be glorious! To have the moron stop ratting us out to mom." as Fred continued the statement. Marie snorted into her Coke. "Aha! The Weasley twins..." Fred started

"Always get the last laugh!" as George finished, and Marie snorted once again.

After what seemed like ages, the feast was over, and everyone was escorted to the common rooms. Within moments, Marie was slouched over the couch. "I sleep on couches. Gotta problem?!" She yelled at anyone who stopped at the couch and stared. She was thinking really hard. She needed to make a mark on this school somehow. Unfortunately, After a little while of the yells coming from what she assumed were the Weasley twins and Percy, she conked out on the couch.

A/N Thanks for reading. RR please!