Author's note: this chapter was going to be longer but some people have been hounding me to get a new one posted so here it is.

The next day Quinn woke up excited for her first day at Hogwarts. She quickly got dressed in her school uniform and ran down to the common room. She walked over to the bulletin board, where many students were gathered. She saw a notice that read:

Classes Will Start Tomorrow

Because If

Any First Or Second Year Student

Wishes To Take

Alternative Classes

Taught By

A Fifth Year Student

Or Older

Must See Their

Head-Of-House

And A

Prefect Of Their House.

As all of the other student's were discussing the notice, Quinn looked around for Hermione. She spotted Hermione sitting, alone, at a table reading a thick book. Slowly, Quinn walked over to Hermione.

"Good Morning, Hermione."

"Oh, good morning, Quinn. How did you sleep?"

"Very well thanks, I was wondering…"

"Not once did anything like this ever happen at Hogwarts," Hermione said closing the book, it read Hogwarts: A History.

"Ok?" Quinn said puzzled.

"Oh, sorry, what did you want to know?"

"Well, um, I was wondering about the alternative classes…"

"Oh, they're a great idea but the notice is a little incorrect, that's why you must talk to us. Actually you have to still take part of the class with the assigned teacher."

"That would still be great, I was wondering if I could try it."

Hermione took out a piece of parchment and scribbled a note on it.

"Give this to McGonagall," she said handing Quinn the paper, "otherwise she will tell you to come talk to either Ron or I, since we're the prefects."
"Thank you, um.."

"Yes?"

"Whose all teaching?"

"Well a few other older students, you'll find out if McGonagall thinks that you would be ok in the Student-taught classes."

"Ok."

Quinn looked around for Desaray or Liam but neither seemed to be there, she did notice Ron, Harry, Ginny and a few other students that she knew. She waved at Ginny as she headed out of the common room.

"Hmm, I wonder where Professor McGonagall is," she said to herself.

"She's probably in her office," a voice said from behind her.

Quinn jumped.

"I'm sorry didn't mean to scare you."

"Oh, hi...Neville."

"Hi, so why are you looking for McGonagall?"

"Oh, um," Quinn said blushing, "so I can take the Student-taught classes."

""Well I'll show you where she is. Which classes are you planning to take?"

"Well, um, all that I can."

"Well, Hermione is teaching Transfiguration. Harry is teaching flying lessons. I'm teaching Herbology, and I don't know who else is teaching what."

"Ok I'll definitely take Herbology then," Quinn said smiling.

Neville blushed a deep red.

"Well this is it, so I'll um well I guess I'll see you later," Neville quickly turned and walked away.

Quinn pulled out the note from Hermione and walked in.

"Um, good morning Professor McGonagall."

"Good Morning, Miss Stephinson, how may I help you?"

"Well um, well," Quinn handed her the note from Hermione.

Professor McGonagall quickly read it and looked up.

"Which classdoyouintend on taking?"

"Um, what classes are available?"

"Transfiguration, Flying Lessons, Herbology, History of Magic, Defense Against the Dark Arts, and Charms. So basically all of the first year classes, except Care of Magical Creatures, that will be taught by Hagrid assisted Lavender Brown, who is a fifth year student and Potions, Professor Snape didn't think that a student could handle teaching Potions."

"Well I'd like to take all of them."

"Ok, if you have problems youcan always switch back to the regular classes." Professor McGonagall handed Quinn a piece of parchment, "this is your schedule, Hermione Granger is teaching Transfiguration, Harry Potter is Flying Lessons, Neville Longbottom is teaching Herbology, History of Magic is being taught by Seamus Finnigan, Defense Against the Dark Arts by Draco Malfoy, and Ron Weasley is teaching Charms. More Ravenclaw of Hufflepuff student's volunteered to teach second year classes so you wont have any of them and Draco Malfoy was the only Slytherin to volunteer, I am so proud of Gryffindor."

"Ok, thank you Professor," Quinn turned to leave, "have a good term."

Quinn walked out of the room and tried to find her way back to the Gryffindor common room, but got confused because the stairs kept changing.

Finally she found herself completely lost, and she started to cry. A couple of portraits tried to comfort her but to no avail. Suddenly a vase was thrown at her.

"Ickle firstie is lostie isn't she," said a strange voice.

"Peeves, leave her alone, we saw her first let us torment her," a pair of ginger-haired, twin boys said.

"Be my guests," Peeves said throwing a vase at the boys and disappearing.

When they where sure Peeves was gone the boys looked at her.

"We're Fred," one said

"And George," said the other.

"Weasley," the said in unison.

"We're not really going to torment you," said Fred.

"We just said that to get Peeves to go," said George.

"Are you two related to Ginny and Ron?" Quinn asked.

"Oh she already meet the other two."

"Yes, they're mine and George's little brother and sister. We also have three older brothers."

"Wow," Quinn said amazed.

"I'm.." Quinn started.

"Quinn," said George.

"Stephinson," said Fred.

"Wow."

"Is 'wow' all you can say?"

"Come on we'll get you back to Gryffindor tower. Too bad you aren't a Second year, you'd have a class with us teaching."

Quinn just stood there amazed.

"Well are you coming or not."

By this time she was confused on which one was which.

"Um sure."

"So what class are you teaching?" Quinn asked.

"Second year D.A.D.A."

"What?"

"Defense against the Dark Arts."

She followed them. They led her straight back to the Portrait.

"Mandragora," said one.

The Portrait swung open.

"There you go," said the other.

"Thanks," she said.

"No problem," they said in unison.

Quinn walked into the common room and found it nearly deserted, except for the group she met the previous night scattered throughout it. She walked over to Hermione.

"Thank you Hermione! Now I'm taking all of the first year classes that I can that are student-taught," she smiled.

"McGonagall let you take all, she must think you're really up to it then. You're welcome."

Ron moaned.

"You're taking ALL of them?" He asked.

"Yeah why?"

Ginny giggled.

"Because," Hermione said, "some of the boys were hoping no one would take their classes so it would be easier for them."

"No," Ron said blushing, then he turned to Hermione, "Whose teaching DADA, Hermione?"

"Malfoy, why?" Hermione said, "oh no!"

"He's not going to be fair to Gryffindors," Seamus added.

While they were discussing Malfoy, Quinn walked over to the couch in front of the fireplace. Liam and Desaray walked in.

"Where have you been?" Liam asked.

"We've been searching for you."

"She was signing up for the Student-Taught classes," Ginny informed them.

"Why'd she want to do that? Now we're not going to be in any classes together," Desaray whined.

"Well actually," Liam said, "I signed up for some of the Student-Taught classes as well, before you woke up Desaray, so I'll have some classes with each of you."

"Yea plus Care of Magical Creatures and Potions are taught by Professors so we'll have two classes together," Quinn said.

"C'est desagreable!" Desaray said as she stormed off to her dormitory.

"We really have to learn French," Liam said to Quinn, "I'm going to go explore the castle some more, see you later."

Liam walked out of the common room.

"Oh my god, when I was coming back I got lost and Fred and George saved me from Peeves," Quinn said dreamily.

Ron scowled at Quinn's dreamy expression and Neville looked crushed.

"So you've met my brothers," Ginny said smiling.

Seamus and Harry nodded their approval at Quinn's first Hogwarts crushes.

Hermione looked at all four of the boys.

She whispered to Ginny, "Seamus and Harry don't like her but Ron and Neville definitely do."

Ginny giggled.

Quinn snapped out of it.

"Anyway, so are you're classes going to be hard?"

"Well Hermione's is sure to be, but the rest of ours, nah probably not." Ron said.

Hermione glared at Ron.

"My class isn't going to be tough, it's just going to be exact."

"Be careful of your Defense Against the Dark Arts, Draco Malfoy is teaching and he's a Slytherin, he's sure to take points from Gryffindor for everything," Harry said.

"Ok, I'll be extra prepared," Quinn said.

"But don't act like a know-it-all either, he's sure to think of Hermione and take even more points," Ginny warned.

"Oh and don't let him know that you're muggle-born," Seamus chimed in.

"Why?" Quinn asked.

"Because some Wizarding families think they're better than everyone else cuz they're 'pureblood' but it's not true. But the Malfoy's think like that and he hates muggle-borns." Ron said with a glare.

This is going to be tough, Quinn thought, and then she said, "I doubt I'll be good at anything,"

"Oh you will be, look at Neville he's good at Herbology and nothing else," Ron said.

Neville blushed.

"And look at Hermione she was muggle-born and she's great at everything except flying," said Harry.

"That's true," said Hermione.

"Don't worry," Ginny said encouragingly, "everything will be alright in the end."

"Don't forget to study," Seamus said.

Quinn smiled at everyone.

"Hey I'm going up to my dormitory, I'll be right back."

Quinn walked up the stairs to her dormitory. Desaray was in there and it sounded like she'd be crying.

"You ok, Desaray?"

"I'm fine," she growled back.

"Well you can come down to the common room if you want, it wont hurt you."

Quinn grabbed a handful of books and walked back down.

"Oh no, another Hermione," Ron said when he spotted the books.

"I doubt she's another Hermione," Harry said, turning to Quinn, "have you read Hogwarts: A History?"

"No, not yet, I haven't even started anything yet. I'm just trying going to learn everything about the magical world, since I was muggle-born and everything."

Hermione nodded her approval and Harry tried to pat down the front of his hair.

"Well do you know anything about the magical world yet?" Ginny asked.

"No nothing, my aunt wouldn't tell my anything, she said that I shouldn't delve into the past, and she told my cousins not to tell me anything. I haven't gotten a chance to read anything yet, I spent the last two days of break at Diagon Alley so I was window shopping most of the time."

"Oh well, we have out own piece of magical history in this room." Ginny smiled.

"Really?" Quinn said intrigued.

Ron glared at Ginny.

"Yes," Ginny said, "He's called Harry Potter, the Boy Who Lived!"

"GINNY!" Ron said, "what if Harry doesn't want everyone to know."

"Well, everyone already kinda knows."

"Well you don't have to draw attention to it," Ron barked back.

Quinn interjected, "It's ok, I'll find out for myself, you don't have to embarrass Harry."

Harry smiled at her. Quinn picked up the first book and started to read.

Time passed quickly with Hermione and Quinn reading, Ginny writing a letter home, Ron and Harry playing Wizards Chess, Seamus going through a Quidditch magazine, and Neville attempting to write a lesson plan, but secretly watching Quinn.

After an hour or two Quinn stopped and stretched her arms.

"I'm going for a walk to stretch my legs, I'll..," Quinn said.

"I'll go with you!" Neville said quickly.

"To make sure you don't get lost," he added, blushing, after a couple of seconds.

"Like that will do much good, he still gets lost himself," Seamus said laughing.

"Sure I would like that," Quinn said smiling.

Quinn and Neville walked out of the common room together.

"He likes her," Hermione said to no one.

"Nah, he doesn't like anyone," Ron said.

"You like her too," Ginny added.

"Cadswallop."

"Sure whatever you say," Harry said to Ron.

"I'm going to go and figure out what to teach," Seamus said leaving for the library.

"You mean you haven't prepared anything yet?" Hermione asked astonished, "when I first found out about what class I had I prepared everything for the whole year."

"Well everyone's not like you Hermione," Ron said, "I only have the first week partially done.

"I'm heading out to the Quidditch Pitch, wanna come with, Ron?" Harry asked.

"Sure."

Harry and Ron followed Seamus out.

"Ron and Neville both like her," Hermione said to Ginny.

"Yea and she likes Fred and George," Ginny replied.

"I wonder if Professor Dumbledore would let us have another ball…" Hermione said with a conniving look in her eyes.

"Oh wouldn't that be perfect!" Ginny laughed.

"We should suggest it!"

"Let's go to Professor McGonagall right now!"

Hermione and Ginny left the room.

Meanwhile, Quinn and Neville made it outside of the castle.

"WannagotadeGreenhouse?" Neville asked.

"What?"

"What to go to the Greenhouse?"

"Sure, I always loved planting gardens at my aunt's house. Of course they were just muggle plants, I'd love to see magical plants!"

Neville blushed, enjoying himself.

"Well come this way," Neville said leading the way to the Greenhouses.

"Professor Sprout is the normal Herbology professor, she really thinks I have a talent for Herbology."

"Cool, I hope I have something I'm good at," Quinn said smiling.

"Oh I'm sure you'll be good at everything," Neville said and blushed., "Well here's Greenhouse 3."

They walked in, the Greenhouse was full of many strange and interesting plants.

"Thanks for the compliment," Quinn said blushing slightly, unaccustomed to getting praise.

Neville blushed even more,

"You're w-welcome."

Neville and Quinn spent the rest of the day in the Greenhouses. Neville taught Quinn some basic magical plants, and Quinn learned, eager for knowledge.

"It's getting late, we'd better get back to Gryffindor tower, so we don't get any points docked," Neville said.

Neville and Quinn walked silently back to the tower. When the entered the common room, it seemed like every Gryffindor was in there.

Fred and George were standing with their backs to the bulletin board.

"Ok everyone!" Fred said.

"We have an important announcement to make."

"The newest bit of news on the bulletin board is." Fred said again.

"is, there's going to be a Halloween Ball," they said in unison.

All the girls cheered.

Some of the guys yelled, "Does that mean we have to where our Dress Robes again?"

"Yes, Yes it does," Hermione answered from near the fireplace.

Most of the guys moaned.

Quinn was caught up in the excitement.

"Oh and this time…" George yelled.

"you again must be a third year or older," said Fred.

"Or have a date of a third year or older."

"Oh and guys," they said in unison, "get some nerves and ask the girls, before the last minute."

All the first and second years moaned and most left the common room to go up to their dormitories.

Quinn got a sad look on her face.

"Good night Neville," she said as she started for her dormitory.

Neville tried to say something back but the noise drowned it out.

Hermione looked at Ginny.

"Who do you think you'll go with? And which guy do you think will ask Quinn first?"

"I don't know, maybe I'll ask Harry," Ginny laughed, "or maybe Quinn's first year friend Liam. I would say Neville again but he seems to want a different date. Who are you going to ask?"

"I have no clue."

"Maybe Ron will finally ask you, since I'm sure someone else is going to ask Quinn first, I saw her schedule; she has Herbology followed by DADA first thing tomorrow morning."

Hermione and Ginny laughed as the headed up to their dormitories.

-The Next Day-

Quinn woke up expecting to be back in America, thinking everything that had happened was a dream. But when she looked around she was still at Hogwarts. She jumped out of bed and slowly dressed for the day, trying to make sure everything was perfect. She was nervous because in the morning she had Herbology with Neville, and in the afternoon she had Defense Against the Dark Arts with Draco Malfoy, whoever that was, but because of what she heard she was scared.

She looked around the room and noticed how everyone else was still sleeping.

I wonder what time it is. Quinn thought.

She looked out the window and saw that the sun was just rising; she walked out of the room and headed for the Common Room.

"I have to get over this jet-lag," she said to herself.

When she got to the common room she walked over to the bulletin board, where a new notice was posted. It read:

All Attendees

Of the Halloween Ball

Must have a Dress Robe

Quinn looked around at the near empty common room. The only other people that were there were the Weasley Twins, who where sitting at a table hunched over some parchment. Quinn decided to take a chance and she walked over to them.

"Good Morning," she said.

"It's morning already?" One asked her.

"Uh, yeah…"

"Ok, I really need to know which one of you is which."

They laughed.

"I'm Fred," said the one who didn't know that it was morning already.

"And I'm George," said the other.

"Ok, so…what are you two doing?"

"Weasley's Wizarding Wheezes."

"What?"

"It's our Joke shop."

"Oh…"
"Well I think I'm going to go to the Great Hall if I can remember how to get there."

"Have fun."

Quinn walked off and out of the common room.

"Wow, I learned absolutely nothing…" Quinn said sadly.

She walked in silence past the pictures until she got to the Great Hall. There she walked over to the Gryffindor table, which was empty. She looked around the Hall; there was a Blonde guy and two thug-looking guys at Slytherin's table. A couple of people discussing a book at Ravenclaw's table and Hufflepuff's table was empty.

Quinn moved the plate from in front of her and rested her head on the table. She started to do what she learned to do best, listen in on everything happening around her.

From the Ravenclaw table she picked up:

"…Most controversial thing of our time…"

She found that boring so she tried to listen to the Slytherin table.

"…Bloody first years, well at least I'll have some control," said the blonde-haired boy.

That must be Draco Malfoy, she thought.

"Mostly Gryffindors and Slytherins, Ravenclaws think they're too smart and Hufflepuffs are too stupid. But damn Gryffindors."

He must be talking about his class.

Suddenly some more people walked into the Great Hall. Quinn sat up and looked around. She saw Harry, Ron, Neville, Ginny, Hermione, and some other students enter.

Ginny waved at her, pulled on Hermione's sleeve and walked over to Quinn, each girl sat on one side of Quinn.

"Hi Quinn," Ginny said.

"Good morning, Ginny. Good morning, Hermione."

"Good morning Quinn, ready for your first class?"

"Yes, Hermione, I can't wait, it's Herbology."

"With Neville." Ginny says and Neville sits down across from Quinn, Harry sits across from Ginny and Ron sits across from Hermione.

Neville blushes when he hears them say his name.

"Yes," Quinn smiles.

Harry notices while everyone else is eating Quinn hasn't touched any food.

"C'mon Quinn, it's your first day of classes you need to eat something."

"I'm just not hungry."

Ginny takes a couple of pieces of toast and puts it on Quinn's plate.

"Quinn, eat that at least." Ginny says.

Quinn looks around at everyone and slowly picks up a piece of toast. She takes a small bite of out it, and then everyone else goes back to his or her food.

After about twenty minutes the rest of Hogwarts seems to have piled into the Great Hall. Hermione, Harry, Ron, and Neville get up.

"We have to go prepare for our classes," Hermione says.

"Bye Hermione." Quinn says.

Quinn looks around for Desaray or Liam but doesn't spot either of them.

"Well Ginny, if you see Desaray or Liam tell them I'm sorry I missed them but I have to go and get my stuff for my first class."

"Ok will do, see you Quinn."

Quinn waved at Ginny and left the Great Hall.