Disclaimer: I'm Not & never will be JK Rowling therefore I don't and never shall own Harry Potter.

Just a note to my Awexome reviewers. Thank you SO much. It is really great to get feedback from my work. I'd also like to state that these are expositional chapters, just to get to know the characters... If it is moving fast (and I'm the first to admit that it is) I apologize, but for the sake of the narrative... You know how it is. For the record, this is also another expositional chapter.

So Here I Am.

Diagon Alley and such.

It's been a while. In fact there is only a week until we all go back to Hogwarts. Today we are all going to Diagon alley. Mya remarked that it was silly of us not to go before, now we only had a week to memorize our textbooks. Harry and Ron laughed.

When we arrived, I looked around in awe, although I disguised it as adjusting my tres cool Georgio Armarni sunglasses. Back in Australia, we only had a street that was parallel to Pitt Street Mall, with none of the variety that Diagon Alley possessed.

I was to meet up with Uncle Sev for a few minutes so he could give me money, and a hug. I think this disgusted Harry and Ron, because for the next five minutes whenever they looked at me they shuddered.

While the boys went off to find Ron's Parents, Mya and I went and got new robes. The Hogwarts uniforms were hot. The skirts were grey and pleated, ours fell to just above our knees and the shirts were sufficiently tight. Ties, we decided made anything look hot. We invested in the new Gryffindor vests and the winter cloak, which was ridiculously heavy.

Because the boys still hadn't returned, Hermione and I went next door to Eylops Owl Emporium, where I found the most wonderful barn owl, with an almost perfect circle around its face. I named her Jalena, which means light. I don't know why. Its not like the owl has anything to do with light.

As Hermione and I left the store in a deep conversation about the purpose of naming an owl the Slavic equivalent of light, we bumped in to a tall, VERY hot boy with blonde hair, flanked by two really fat kids. He smirked, bowed and stepped out of the way. I delicately lifted an eyebrow and we walked past.

As soon as we were out of earshot, Hermione burst in to fits of laughter. Just as she was about to tell me what caused this random display of levity, two girls and two guys came up. The looked about our age, apparently Hermione introduced me to them. Names like Pavarti, Lavender, Dean and Seamus. Ones I knew I wouldn't remember. The rest of the day passed in a blur, being introduced to many, many people. And buying many, many things. Mostly textbooks.

Towards the evening, we met up again with Uncle Sev. Harry, Ron and Hermione all mumbled something about not wanting to interrupt this family moment, and left. Bastards.

"Are you enjoying your self, Vyv?" Uncle Sev questioned.

"For sure." I said. "Me and Hermione are, like best friends. Harry and Ron are great. I still can't believe I am a friends with the boy who lived. How awesome is that."

"Quite awesome," Said Sev, in a sardonic tone. "However, I think it is best if I tell you this now. They are not, and never shall be my favourite students. Do not be surprised if I treat them badly. That will include you, if you insist on spending time with them. You must remember that your relationship with me remains a secret, particularly since The Dark Lord is gaining power."

"Sure. They hate you too." I laughed. "But why don't you like them? They're intelligent, loyal and great friends. You should give them a chance"

Uncle Sev looked at me for a few seconds. "No." He stated, quite clearly. Then he smiled. "I'll miss you. You know you are all I have left. My whole family is evil, except for you. Try and stay that way." We laughed and he went over to the Grangers and the Weasleys to thank them.

For the rest of the week we were staying at the burrow, so we could get to Kings Cross altogether. It was really nice that the Ministry of magic were providing cars. Apparently they felt like they owed Harry. The insinuations that he was Insane were quite low.

At the burrow, I met a part of Ron's HUGE family. Or maybe it just seems big to me because I have always been an only child.

I was introduced to his family as "This is Vyvyan Dolbare, niece of Snape, so watch out"

I was all like "thanks Ron"

Firstly, I met his older twin Brothers, Fred and George.

"We have heard about you." One (I don't know which) said matter-of-factly.

"Indeed. We didn't hear you were this beautiful," the other stated with a wink.

I rolled my eyes and smiled. "I'm flattered," I said with a laugh.

I met Ginny next. She was rather blunt with me. From what I have heard, from Ron and Mya, she has had a hard life, what with being possessed by Voldemort and fighting Death Eaters at the end of the school year. So I gave her some room. I still got the distinct impression that she didn't like me.

Later, Mya, Ron, Harry and me were all in mine's and my room talking about the day.

"What made you laugh so much today Mya? After that hot guy held the door open or whatev?" I asked.

Harry and Ron looked up from their chess game with mildly interested expressions.

Mya was once again overcome with fits of giggles. "It was our Arch nemesis. One Draco Malfoy. I don't think he recognized me other wise he would have started ranting about my mud-blooded-ness was polluting his precious air." She laughed some more. "Can you believe it, Guys? Malfoy... Being polite? What is the world coming to?" and she laughed.

"Woh!" Said Harry. "Like, you two are hot, but I would have expected SOME recognition from the ever so elite wanker/ferret." He and Ron laughed. "Seriously," He continued. "He was promising death on us last Year. We need to think of a way to either humiliate him, or get him to admit he is wrong about the whole Voldemort being right... thing..."

"Oh Great." I said. "The hot guy with blonde hair is a pureblood elitist. That sucks. Maybe we should just make him wish he was part of our group. I mean... Who wouldn't? We are TRES hot!!" I laughed

"How Conceited do you want to be?" Ron asked Me. "But that isn't bad. If we make Malfoy like you... Some how I don't think he would go for Hermione, what with all the past jibes at each other...If we made Malfoy go for you, maybe, just maybe, we could humiliate him infront of the whole school. HAH!" Ron exclaimed.

"I don't know..." I started. "Gratuitous manipulation isn't really my thing..."

"Gratuitous?" Hermione questioned. "He has called me Mud Blood everyday for the last four and a bit years."

"Well, he'll be regretting that soon. I'll see what I can do." I said, with a conspiratorial smirk.

So here I am. About to go to sleep the night before I go to my new school. I'm excited and apprehensive. But I'm going in to this school with real friends, the last of my family and a body to die for. It's going to be good.

A/N: So Draco was in it for only a second. I don't care. the nex installment will be the train...and i don't know how soon it will be because i have school and work and stuff. I'll try get one up within the week. Tell me what you think. reviewers make my life better. Yay! So thanks very much...and tell me what you think i should do with Draco and/or Vyv