The young woman got off of the train along side of the hundreds of students who had also been traveling aboard the Hogwarts Express. Hagrid, a big, burly man who just happened to be half-giant, called the first years to him, so that they could sail the traditional journey across the lake to the castle, itself. She smiled and shook her head at him. She knew he enjoyed the trip every year, and simply loved the expressions of the first years as they saw many of the mysterious creatures swim below them within the lake.

She quickly climbed into an unoccupied thestral-pulled carriage and awaited its departure from the depot for the school. Placing her carry-on beside her, she pulled a book out of it and leaned back in her seat to read. She knew it would be another 10 or so minutes before the carriage would leave the depot, and 15 or so minutes upon departure, she would arrive at the castle. That gave her just enough time to finish reading the last of her new text books for her classes.

Just then, someone else climbed into the carriage and sat down across from her. "Hey there, Josie," he said, as she looked up.

"Hi, Aryan," she replied, smiling.

"How was your summer?"

"Great! Dad took me to see him play Quidditch, and even let me practice with the team! It was SOOOO cool!"

Aryan grinned, amused by his friends excitement. Her bushy brown hair was just like her mother's, except tamer. No one knew where this girl got her tame hair because neither of her parents could ever keep their hair neat. Yet, her gorgeous, emerald eyes were inherited from her father. At the moment, they practically glowed with excitement; her textbook forgotten on the seat beside her. She proceeded to tell him all about her adventures with the quidditch team as the carriages began their course to the school.

Aryan, unlike his friend, had red hair, filled with curly waves. His fair skin was be speckled by a light scattering of freckles, and matched his pale blue-grey eyes. Like his mother, he was wild and ridiculous, but he was like his father with his cool demeanor and an air of superiority, which hung around him like a fog. Unlike his father, however, he never tried to impose his own superiority upon others.

Both students were entering their seventh years and were fellow Gryffindors, much to his father's disgust, but to the rest of their parents' and family member's joy. They both were top students in their year, nearly tying every single mark. Aryan had refused the offer of being head boy, however, after spending the past two years as a prefect.

"With all due respect," he had told Professor Dumbledore, "I do not wish to delegate orders out to my fellow students. I would rather enjoy my final year at the school without the added responsibility of keeping others in line."

The wizened Headmaster nodded, "And of course, Mr. Malfoy, you'd like to be able to be a bit of a troublemaker; running around the school at odd hours like every other student in the school!"

Aryan smirked at the headmaster, whose eyes shone with their all-familiar sparkle, "Of course!"

The two of them laughed as Professor Dumbledore offered him one of his infamous lemon-drops.

Josie finished telling her tale as the carriage arrived at the school. Ever her mother's daughter, she groaned, "Oh no! I forgot to finish the last chapter in 'To Tame a Mandrake' for Care of Magical Creatures!"

Aryan laughed as she grabbed the text book, jumped out of the carriage and ran towards the school, in hopes of getting to read some more before the Sorting ceremony. He grabbed her bag, along with his and walked up to the school, shaking his head.

A few minutes later, he found her sitting near the end of the Gryffindor table, nose in the book. Quietly, he sat down next to her, setting her bag by her feet.

"You forgot this," he whispered in her ear.

She jumped and looked sheepishly at him. "Thanks. I totally forgot about this chapter though, so I have to read it."

"You mean you didn't finish it three weeks ago?" Aryan asked in mock horror.

"No," she replied happily, "I finished it last month. But I'm rereading it and almost finished!"

He groaned and decided not to comment. Probably was a good thing too, because Professor Dumbledore stood up just then, to request silence for the Sorting Ceremony.

Josie put down her book and turned around to watch all the new first years come through the doors, entering the Great Hall for their first time. She enjoyed watching their expressions: some of fear, some of wonder, some in awe, some in bewilderment, plus many more. As the Sorting Hat began its song, all the students faced it.

After the feast had finished and the students were dismissed to their houses, Aryan grabbed Josie's hand. "May I have the honour of escorting this lovely young woman to her Common Room?"

Josie blushed, nodding, and put her arm through his proffered elbow. The two of them walked amicably up to the Gryffindor Tower, smiling and laughing at each other's jokes. A younger Miss. Weasley watched the two seventh years, grinning. Turning to her boyfriend, she commented, "Those two are just perfect for each other, aren't they Nathaniel?"

"Yeppers!" Nathaniel Longbottom winked at her, "and you, Miss. Charlotte, are the most beautiful person I know!"

Her face turned redder than her hair, as she mumbled a shy "thank you." The two sixth years quickly followed their friends up the stairs.

Aryan stopped outside the door to the Girls' dorms and turned to Josie. "Josephine Potter? May I have the honour of escorting you again, sometime?"

"You may," she answered, playing along with his formal behaviour.

He grinned, and reached up behind her ear, performing a muggle magic trick, and produced a beautiful red rose. Handing it to her, he gave her a quick kiss on the cheek.

Josie watched in shock as he walked away, a large smile on both of their faces.

She was still standing there when Charlotte found her.

"Hello!" Charlotte called, waving a hand in front of her friend's face, "Anyone in there?"

Josie suddenly realized someone was there and blushed a little bit. "O. Sorry, I didn't see you."

"You bet you didn't, Miss. Goo-Goo Eyes! Tell me!"

The two giggling girls went up the their dorm rooms, chatting about their respective boyfriends.

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