Chapter 1: New Faces

The train whistle blew. Pulling her heavy trunk behind her, Mary ran onto the train. She was wearing red low cut pants and a black spaghetti strap shirt that said, "Servatis" in red letters. Mary's hair as black as a raven while her skin as pale as a ghosts face. She looked a bit scary to be honest but that's exactly how Mary liked to dress. A small black owl rested on her shoulder, obviously asleep.

Once on the train she started looking for a compartment she could sit in. All of them were full! Mary couldn't believe it she had never seen a train so packed. Finally she found a compartment near the end of the train. Three people were already there. A dark haired boy, a red head boy, and a bushy brown haired girl. Mary slid open the door to the compartment.

The three friends stopped talking and looked up. "Can I sit here?" Mary asked. Her voice cracked a bit from not speaking to many people for a while. The three shrugged and the dark haired boy moved a bit to the side giving her a space to sit. "Thanks." Mary said.

The red haired boy leaned over and whispers "Slytherin," To the black haired boy. Mary shot a glare at him. She may not have gone to Hogwarts as long as they had but she had read enough about it to know that Slytherin was the worst house to be sorted into. They must think she is a mean death eater or something. A smile crept onto Mary's face at the thought.

"My name's Mary Black." Mary introduced herself. The black haired boy stiffened after she said her last name. Mary saw something, a red jagged line? No it was a lightning bolt scar, how odd.

"Hermione Granger." The bushy brown haired girl introduced herself. "This is Ron Weasley, and Harry Potter." She pointed to the red head and the dark haired boy. Mary looked with a confused look at Harry. She was trying to remember why the name sounded so familiar.

"Why does your name sound so familiar?" Mary asked aloud.

"Because he's the boy-who-lived!" Ron said in a "duh why didn't you know that" voice.

"Who?" Mary asked and at once realized she had said the wrong thing.

"You mean you don't know who I am?" Harry asked. "Yes finally I was getting so bloody tired of everyone knowing more about me then I knew about myself." Mary laughed a bit.

"He was the one who defeated Voldemort. You do know about him right?" Hermione asked.

"Yeah, him I know of." Mary swallowed as if his name brought back unwanted memories. "But wait he can't be dead, I just read something about him in the paper a month ago."

"Well, I didn't really kill him. Just weakened him." Harry admitted.

"Oh," Mary said then closed her lips tightly together.

The rest of the trip was quiet for the most part. Everyone trying to create a conversation but weren't able to. When they were half way there the compartment door slid open again. A boy with blonde hair and an awful evil look walked in.

"Go away Malfoy." Harry said before he even got into the compartment.

"You know what Potter; I think I'll stay here." Malfoy said back.

"He said get out of this compartment you ass." Ron said standing up.

"Language weasel," Malfoy sneered. He looked around the compartment. "Thought I'd find you here," Malfoy said disgusted looking at Mary, "Hanging out with the mudbloods and mudblood lovers."

"You sure it's Ron that needs to watch their language?" Mary teased obviously not offended in any way and if she was she sure wasn't showing it. "Now we'll ask you one last time, leave or else!" Mary bared a fang so only Malfoy could see. Malfoy stepped back and ran out of the compartment.

"How did you do that?" Hermione asked.

"Huh?" Mary asked pretending she didn't know what Hermione was talking about.

"How did you make Malfoy scared of you?"

"Oh well, I told him I'd tell everyone that he still sucks his thumb and sleeps with a night light at home," The whole compartment laughed. Of course this was not the truth but it was funny.

Mary became good friends with Ron, Harry, and Hermione during the rest of the train ride. When the train stopped at Hogsmede station, Ron, Harry, and Hermione went to the carriages while Mary went to the boats. The four all thinking the same thing, "This will be an interesting year at Hogwarts."