Disclaimer- JK Rowling has all rights to Harry Potter. I only own the character of Kate, and the plot of this story. 

"One... two... three..." Kate said slowly, trying to calm herself down. She had butterflies in her stomach, which was already ties up in knots. Today Kate was going to board the Hogwarts Express, which would take her to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.

Just like any other teen would be, Kate was impatient and a bit scared of her first day at a new school. She was relived, however that she knew Draco. But she also wanted to be able to make new friends. When she arrived at the train station, Kate promised herself that she would not let anybody know that she was nervous or scared.

Kate looked in her extravagant walk in closet, trying to find the perfect outfit. She could not wear her preference of clothes, because her pure blood parents would deeply disapprove. Kate preferred to wear her large, comfortable band t-shirts. This was a conflict with her parents because the bands were muggle. She had shirts of such bands as Simple Plan, AC/DC, Led Zeppelin, Cheap Trick, and her personal favorite, The Clash.

If her parents ever found out that Kate owned muggle band shirts, or even knew the names of muggle bands, she would be in a great deal of trouble. Her father would probably perform the Cruciatus Curse on her if he ever found out. Kate painfully remembered the last time that he did that.

It was one year ago, when Kate was about fifteen at the time. Her parents were attending the annual death eater masquerade ball. This was the only time that they had allowed Kate to come with them. Once they had arrived, her parents were introducing her to other death eater families. Eventually, they introduced her to Voldemort. Kate could immediately tell that he was a cruel, horrid man who delighted in the pain of others.

When he told her that she was a charming girl; and that he couldn't wait until she joined the ranks of the death eaters, Kate told him to go to hell. This of course, did not sit too well with her parents. They left the party early, after apologizing profusely many times. When they arrived back home, her father performed the unforgivable curse, and then they locked her in her room for a month.

After that horrible experience, Kate learned to keep her rude comments and opinions to herself. Whenever she was in the presence of her parents, Kate acted with the utmost politeness. However, whenever they were gone, Kate acted like her usual self. She would speak her mind and voice her opinions, even if others disagreed.

Kate's mind returned to her present dilemma of what to wear. After a close inspection, she picked a rich burgundy halter top, and paired it with black jeans. She couldn't wear her skater shoes while her parents were with her, so she chose a pair of black flip flops.

She used her wand to curl her raven colored hair into loose ringlets. She used a black kohl pencil to line her vibrantly green eyes, and put on some burgundy lipstick to match her shirt. After examining herself in a mirror, Kate decided that she defiantly produced a 'don't- mess- with- me' vibe.

The door opened and Daisy entered the room. "Miss Kate must leave now. Mistress Aberdeen says that Miss Kate must go downstairs and ride in the limousine. She says that while you are at school, Miss Kate must bring honor to the family name."

Kate grabbed her purse and her magically enchanted CD player, and began to walk away. However, Daisy suddenly burst out saying, "Oh Miss Kate! I shall miss you greatly! You are so kind to poor little Daisy! Please remember Daisy! Daisy shall certainly remember you!"

Daisy's confession surprised Kate. She had known that Daisy was grateful for her kindness, but Kate had no idea that she had affected the house elf so much. "Of course I won't forget you, Daisy! What on earth gave you such an idea?"

"Daisy is just a lowly house elf, Miss Kate. You have no reason to remember me," Daisy replied.

Kate smiled. Daisy needed to gain some self esteem. Of course, that would be impossible when Daisy's masters were Kate's parents. "Well, there is no need to worry, Daisy. I shall not forget you. But, alas, I must leave now. Take good care of yourself while I am away at school. Farewell."

After saying good bye to Daisy, Kate headed out of the front door. There, waiting in the drive, was the Aberdeen's sleek black stretch hummer limousine. Kate would have liked much more to be driving her own red Porsche convertible, but since it was a one way trip to the train station, it was better to have a chauffer.

Kate stared out at the passing scenery. She hoped that she would soon reach London, for she was excited about the day ahead of her. After about two hours, the limousine finally pulled up to Kings Cross Station. Kate looked at her ticket to find the platform. She was shocked to see that the ticket said that she must go to Platform 9 ¾.

The station was busy as Kate walked towards platforms nine and ten. She pushed along her trolley, hoping that none of the muggles would make a comment about the fact that she had her midnight black owl, Darkness, with her. She was then lucky enough to see two other girls, who were chattering endlessly, also pushing trolleys with owls.

To Kate's great surprise, both girls ran into the barrier in between platforms nine and ten, and then disappeared. This was a clever disguise, Kate thought as she prepared to do the same. She closed her eyes, and ran as fast as she possibly could into the stone barrier, hoping that she would not have the misfortune to crash.

When she opened her eyes, Kate saw that she was standing on a new platform. In the center was a bright red train labeled 'The Hogwarts Express'. She made her way over to the door, and attempted to pull up her very large suitcase. She was thankful that over the summer, she had spent many hours in her family's private gym.

Kate walked down the corridor until she found an empty compartment. She was not about to beg anybody to share one with her, so she settled on sitting alone. Suddenly the rain started moving, and Kate found herself thrown forward by the jolt of the train. Voices drifted into her compartment from the corridor.

"The whole train is filled up! Even Neville has no more room in his compartment," said a boy's voice that was whining.

"Well what do you expect? If you want to find a compartment, you should have gotten on the train a bit earlier when I told you to, shouldn't you?" said a girl's voice in a very bossy and irritated tone.

"Not everybody is a perfectionist like you," laughed a third voice that belonged to a boy.

"Excuse me! I am NOT a perfectionist!" the girl replied haughtily.

"What about this compartment?" said the boy who was whining as he stopped in front of Kate's compartment. The door opened to reveal a tall and lankly boy with flaming red hair.

"Do you mind if we join you? Every where else is full," said the red head with a look of curiosity on his face.

Kate nodded, and he walked in and sat down in the seat across from her. After him came the girl. She was about five and a half feet tall, with very bushy brown hair. Her eyes were round and chocolate colored. She had no make up on her face, but was still a bit pretty. She sat in the seat next to the red headed boy.

The third boy was tall, with unruly black hair and green eyes that were hidden behind round glasses. On his head was a scar in the shape of a bolt of lightning. This was obviously the famous Harry Potter. Ever since Lord Voldemort's return last year, Harry's face was plastered on the cover of every magazine and newspaper. He sat in the last empty seat beside Kate.

The boy with the red hair was the first to speak. "Who are you? I don't believe that I have ever seen you before."

"My name is Kate Aberdeen. I just moved here from New York. Who are all of you?" Kate replied, not necessarily in the mood for conversation.

The girl with the bushy hair excitedly answered, "My name is Hermione Granger. And this is Ron Weasly, and Harry Potter. Are you a sixth year? I hope so, because we are in sixth year as well. Do you know what house you are in? Why did you move here from New York?"

Harry chuckled at Hermione's impatience. "Slow down, Hermione. Give Kate a chance to speak, would you?"

Kate smiled as Hermione shot Harry a withering glance. "Yes, I am in sixth year. I don't know what house I shall be in; the letter that I received informed me that I would be sorted upon arrival."

"Well, I can certainly tell that you are an American. Your accent stands out quite a bit. How come you moved to England?" questioned Ron.

Kate quickly thought of some lie to tell them. She did not want her new friend's to know that her parents were death eaters. Especially since Harry was famous for defeating Voldemort and the death eaters. "My father was offered a new position here at the British ministry."

Ron looked at Kate with a sudden look of realization on his face. "What did you say that your surname war again?"

"Um... Aberdeen. Why?" Kate questioned nervously. She hoped that it was not a known fact that her parents were death eaters.

"I remember my dad told me that your father was appointed a job at the ministry. The Aberdeen's are a powerful family. Almost as powerful as the Malfoy's. Blimey! That must mean that you are filthy rich, doesn't it?" Ron said incredulously.

Kate was quite relieved that they did not know her horrible secret. "Yes, I suppose that my family is powerful and rich. But there are much more important things than being rich. I mean, it really doesn't matter if I'm rich while there are wizards out there dying in this horrid war, does it?"

Harry looked at Kate, silently admiring her. 'Now there is a girl who is gorgeous as well as deep. Look at the way that she just spoke with so much compassion,' he thought.

The four of them went on talking and joking for about an hour. Kate found that Ron was quite funny, perhaps bit daft, though. Hermione was very brainy and bossy, always correcting everyone's grammar. Harry, Kate noticed, was mostly silent, but when he did speak, he was sincere.

Then the compartment door slid open and someone walked in. They started to talk in a bored, drawling voice that sounded too familiar to Kate. "Well, I see that you dunderheads are back for another year, unfortunately. So scar head, how is life as a celebrity treating you? Still think that you are amazing and worthy of our time? What about you Weasel- Bee? Did your family win any gold to buy you some new robes yet? And I see that you, Mudblood, have not yet figured out how to tame that bush that's growing out of your head. And you-"

Draco stopped, realizing that the girl whom he was about to insult was Kate. Kate was simply staring at him, shocked that this mean guy was the same person whom she hugged yesterday.

b Authors note: hehe, now Kate knows how mean that Draco can be. Will she still be friends with him? Keep reading to find out! PLEASE REVIEW! /b