Disclaimer! I own nothing but Serena. This will hopefully be a good story! If not, please no flaming! Okay, anyways, Serena is a vampire, and is a transfer student from America! She can do wand less magic, but you will soon find that out for your selves. She will paired with our favorite Slytherin bad boy! On with the story!

Serena Fire Profile

Sex: Female

Type: Half Vampire, Half Witch

House: Slytherine

Animal: Dragon

Looks like: She has 34 c bra size, her eyes are an icy blue, has long black hair, and her canines are permanently long.

Serena POV

bump Dude! What a wild train ride! I sit by me self in an compartment in a huge train. I take out the letter that changed my life. 'Finally! I get out of the damned school!' I hear talking and I look over to the compartment door. The door slides open to reveal a teen male with silvery blonde hair. He is about 6'00'. On each side of him, are two big guys, his goons probably. "Hm. And who are you, nice ass. I'm Draco Malfoy." 'What an ass.' "Hi. I'm Serena Fire." I say looking up at him. "I don't recognize your accent, where are you from, Serena?" he asks. "I'm from the states." I say. He gives the look of otter confusion. "The United States of America?" I ask, my eyebrows raised. 'Not to fast, is he now?' "Oh! Okay." He walks in and sits beside me. "Now who said you could sit here?" I ask annoyed. He just raises his eyebrows. "Death, attack." I say calmly to my bag. "What in the world!"

A little blood red dragon comes out. I pet it's head. "Dude! You can control that Dragon! That's Bloody wicked!" Draco says, staring at me. The train halts to a stop. I stand up, push the dragon in my bag, and start to leave the train. "Hey! What year are you in!" Draco asks, trying to catch up. "Seventh." I reply, trying to ignore him. "Me too!" I shake my head. I stop to wait for him. He comes running up, panting for air. "Hey, I'm kinda the leader of Slytherin. Will you go out with me?" I halt dead in my tracks. "Um, sure." I say. "YES!"

Almost immediately, he puts his arm around my waist. I mentally sigh. "I have to met Snape. I'll met you in the Café." I say, walking off. "Wait a second! Snape? How do YOU know HIM?" Draco asks. "He is my uncle." I say walking off to find my uncle. Draco is in awe, but can't ask more, because he is pushed into the Café by a group of people.