A/N: Found this one the net again, and decided to finish it as I've started a new Harry Potter story that's a bit more advanced. I wrote this after the fourth HP book came out, so I'm changing 6th year, to 7th year, hope you like it!

Chapter Two

As soon as they arrived back to the Granger's house in Kent, Liz felt almost at home. Hermione and herself seemed to have a lot in common, like swotting and reading many books. She had posters of bands Liz loved such as Coldplay, Franz Ferdinand, Evanescence and Nirvana; and books lining her shelves that Liz also found a like in, Amy Tan, C. S. Lewis, J. R. R. Tolkien and Ian Rankin. Her room was mixed with dark purple and blue, with chili peppers lining the windows and pictures; and hangings on the walls.

" What do you think?" asked Hermione politely.

" Fantabulous! You'll never believe it but my room is just like this back home, except mine was more red and with more candles."

" I think you're going to fit right in. My friend is coming here for a few hours, you're welcome to join us." Hermione seemed pleased. Her cousin was like her American double.

" What are you doing?"

" Harry, that's my friend, and I thought we'd do some muggle things today." The word just slipped out, she didn't mean it to. Now Liz had a weird look on her face.

" Muggle? What's that?"

" It's a long story, but I guess you have the right to know."

Liz got comfortable. Hermione just laughed at her, " Not that long."

Hermione sat down on her red beanbag and began to speak. She told her that Hogwarts wasn't a normal school, but one of magic and filled her in on the last six years of her life and the war with Voldemort the year before.

" So the was is over?"

" Yes."

" And you're a witch?"

" Yes." She was afraid of her cousins' reaction.

" That's so cool! I can't believe how alike we are!"

" How come?"

Liz explained the goings on of the last two years and explained that the alien war had only just begun in comparison to the Wizards war that had just ended.

" Let me get this straight," Hermione reasoned, " while you were going out your boyfriend was manipulated by his evil alien wife into sleeping with her, they produced a baby and she took it to Antar. This girl also killed your best friend - who was like a brother to you - and your surviving best friend took her side before finding out the truth when this Tess girl left. Nice friends you have there, Lizzie."

" Max is the one, I know it."

" And how do you know that?"

" I see things when we kiss. Galaxies, alien formations, stuff like that. Somehow, when he healed me in the Crashdown that day, he gave me powers. And I think that's why I'm accepted to your school."

Hermione had her head in her hands. " They didn't tell you, did they?"

" Did who?"

" Your mum and my mum are witches. They both went to Hogwarts as teenagers, only your mum transferred to the American Magic Academy for her last two years. Which means, it is in your bloodline to become a witch. No alien powers could ever be your destiny."

" What? My mum is a witch? After all this arranging with your school, she never told me! I wish I had known when I was younger, so I could have met you sooner and had not gone through all the alien things."

" Destiny, it seemed, is pre-arranged in this world. I believe your mum would have feared for your life over here before Voldemort was killed."

Liz considered this and agreed. " I don't think I'm really that mad at her. She was just keeping me safe."

" I can't believe we're witches together. You are going to love school."

" I hope so."

" Me too. No one at school knows I am part witch, so do not squeal please. I don't want a certain someone finding out." There was a questioning glance from Liz. " But right now, back to Max. He has a kid, I get that. But he slept with someone else and had a child with her while you were still going out. That's pretty bad, manipulated or not."

" Fine. Moreover, you are wondering why we are still together? Truth is, I don't think we are. When I left everybody at the airport, Max and I did not part on good terms. We well, we sort of broke up." Liz looked glum.

Hermione smiled. Liz looked at her, " He asked me if we were over, I said not really. But I now I think we might be. This isn't happy news you know." She finished.

" It is actually." Hermione wore a lop-sided-grin.

" How? How could this possibly be good?"

" I am going to find you a hot British guy for you to go out with, and for Max to feel jealous. We'll get you a digital camera and you can send Maria photos over the internet from Hogsmeade. In fact, we will do it today, with Harry. Harry can look pretty handsome if he wants. I will give you a makeover, and we will send a photo from one of the Internet cafes in town. You have Hotmail?"

" Yeah."

" That'll do then. Right, first things first. Get unpacked and we will look at what looks cool. Once Harry has gone, we can go clothes shopping. How do you feel about a change of style?"

" Yeah, sure, okay. What kind of style though? A big change?"

" Just something to make you look more, well, you. Moreover, we will not be following the crowd. How do you feel about flares?"

Three hours later, there was a knock at the door. Harry. Mrs. Granger opened the door for him, " Hi, is Hermione in?"

" She's just getting Liz settled in, go straight through." She welcomed him inside.

Harry tapped lightly on Hermione's door. Hermione switched off her CD player, which was playing Coldplay's 'Yellow', extra loud. As the door opened, Harry saw there were clothes strewn all over the large bedroom.

" What happened here? It looks like Hurricane Hermione hit again." He smiled. A pillow was thrown at him.

" I was only kidding, 'Mione." He reasoned with her. He saw Liz looking timidly towards him.

" This is my cousin, Liz," introduced Hermione. " Fresh from Roswell, New Mexico, she doesn't know any magic. But is coming to Hogwarts with us this year."

" I'm more of a transfer student, as I won't be going back to Roswell any time soon. It's good to finally meet you, Harry."

" You've been talking about me again Hermione?" Another pillow headed his way.

" I had to tell her who was coming here." She explained. " Liz doesn't know anyone around here but me and my family."

" Poor you." Harry whispered.

" I head that." Growled Hermione. Harry put his arms up in protest. " Don't hurt me!" he squealed humorously.

" So, you seen any aliens living in Roswell?" Harry asked.

" A few."

" I was just joking."

" I was being serious. My ex-boyfriend is a King from another planet." Liz calmly replied.

Harry shook his head in disbelief but it was Hermione who nodded her head, telling him that Liz was telling the truth.

" So what Muggle activities are we doing today?" Harry asked Hermione.

Hermione said that it was Liz's choice as she had never been to the UK before. When Liz couldn't come up with anything, Harry intervened. " Well, what about the cinema? It has just started raining, meaning it won't ease up any time soon. I haven't been in a long time. And guess what, there's a film on at the moment, all about aliens."

" Too many bad memories, sorry to burst your bubble Harry." Liz told him.

" What about a comedy? Some films are doing the rounds again. What about Finding Nemo?"

" I love that movie!" exclaimed Liz. The other two looked at her strange before saying that they hadn't seen it, as it had come out at a time when they were at school.

They set off for the cinema ten minutes later, money in pockets and jackets on. Liz wore some blue flared Jeans of Hermione's and a purple off-the-shoulder top. The top was a vintage top from H&M, that Hermione had bought not long ago. It advertised rides in a theme park. Hermione was dressed in slouch boots, a pale pink mini-skirt and a blue tank top with a fashionable jacket over. Harry wore his blue jeans and a dark green shirt, to match his eyes.

The movie theatre was half-empty when they walked in, so they enjoyed a quiet viewing. Liz was glad when they all laughed at the same parts. On coming out, they suggested Shrek 2 for another day soon, before school. Outside the cinema, they had only just missed the bus, so they decided to go into the small coffee shop across the road for shelter, and, well, coffee.

Five minutes later, they had sat down beside the window and were quietly chatting amongst gazing at the torrential rain that was lashing down the slanted windows. Hermione, who had been facing the door, gasped slightly when the next customer came in. Liz was distracted from her thoughts when the bell tinkled. She turned round, a little jumpy. She saw a teenage boy about their age, with blonde hair and mysterious eyes. She looked away before she was caught staring.

" Malfoy." Muttered Hermione.

" Who?" asked Liz.

" That's the guy who calls Hermione a…um, I don't like to say it." Harry explained.

" Mudblood." Rasped Hermione. " Means a muggle that learns magic, that doesn't have magical parents."

" What a bastard. Oh. I'm assuming he doesn't know." Liz reckoned with them.

" He doesn't know because we're not going to tell him. Let him feel like a complete eejit for once." Harry replied.

" Let me do that. I bet I can get that guy to think about me. He has to be inquisitive. He knows you two, but he doesn't know me. He's probably wondering who I am and what I'm doing with you." Liz replied. " I'm going to get another cup. Want one?" she asked the other two, who shook their heads, no.

Liz took her mug up to the counter and ordered a small latte, whilst standing right beside Draco Malfoy. He looked at her with interest. " She's right." Hermione whispered to Harry, who just shrugged.

Draco was still staring. " Problem?" asked Liz, her voice soft.

" Not where I'm standing." He looked at her appreciatively.

" Why are you staring then?"

" Can't I look at a beautiful woman?"

" That's so corny." She laughed at him. " Come up with that all by yourself?" she scoffed.

" I take it you hear it often." He mused.

" America's a large place. You hear all sorts."

" Worse chat up line you've ever heard?" he quizzed.

" Get your coat, you've pulled. " She made a face to show her disgust.

" Tasteful. Best?"

" Most appreciative, being a fallen angel." Her face softened and smiled.

" Must try that sometime." He considered. " Have we met before?" he asked.

" Okay, that was definitely a bad one."

" No seriously. See your friends, I go to school with them. They don't trust easy. You guys must be close."

" I only met them today actually." Malfoy's smirk fell.

" You're kidding me." He said in disbelief, much like Harry earlier.

" Not always." She replied as her coffee arrived.

" Nice meeting you…" He paused, hoping she would fill the gap.

" I call myself a mystery. But to you I can be Hermione's cousin. Nice talking to you, Draco." She said, before picking up her coffee and stalking back to her table.

Hermione cast a glance at her cousin. " And that's how it's done." Liz replied smoothly before taking a sip of her drink. She laughed as she turned to see Malfoy still staring at where she had been. 'What a weirdo,' though Liz, 'he had taken it hook, line and sinker.'

TBC…