Author's Note: This happens to be my first fanfiction. I've been thinking this story over for a while, and with some doubt I now share it with all of you. I may not be able to post a chapter every week, but i'll try my very best. Please feel free to comment whatever your heart desires to say about this story.

Disclaimer: I own nothing J.K. Rowling created with her brilliant mind. I only own the plot and characters i have created.

The first chapter may be boring, but it's just to introduce the story. Enjoy!

Deeper Than You Know

Chapter One

Going to a new school for your last year can be one of the worst experiences of your life. You have to leave all of your friends behind so that you can get shoved into a world full of new faces and new places. It always starts off kind of shaky, sometimes terrible. Lost in the halls, classrooms nowhere to be found, mean and strict professors, and people who have no intention of getting to know the new kid. But it eventually gets better, right?

Wrong.

The third week of school was almost over, and Danica Atwaters had not made one friend. She sat at a table by herself, drifting away from listening to the teacher.


Flashback

It was a few days before the first term started at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Danica was sitting in a plush, blue chair in the office of one Albus Dumbledore. He was the headmaster of this Hogwarts School. She had just finished telling her story of why she was here in the first place. For Danica had never gone to Hogwarts. In fact, she had never gone to any witchcraft school. Her parents had taught her at home. Danica's parents had also taught her twin siblings, Matt and Melissa. Tears came to her eyes as she thought of them, but she refused to cry in front of this kind, old wizard. So here she was, sitting with a stranger, in a strange castle, trying to comprehend everything that had happened the past few days.

"Ms. Atwaters? Is everything alright?" asked the headmaster in his calm voice.

"Yes, sir. What were you saying?"

"I was just asking you whether you would like to be sorted into a house now or at the start of term feast."

"Oh, I'd rather be sorted now, thanks."

Dumbledore stood up and grabbed a worn, tattered, brown hat from a shelf above his desk. He handed Danica the hat, thought she looked quite confused.

"All you have to do is put the hat on," the wizard said with that twinkle in his eyes.

Danica proceeded to do as she was told, and set the hat down upon her head. That's when the whisperings had started.

'Aren't you a little old to just be getting sorted? I dare say you're not a first year, for all the knowledge in your head is overwhelming.'

'Yes. This is my first year at Hogwarts, but the headmaster said I will be a seventh year, seeing as that's my age group.'

'Well then dear, what house shall we put thee in? Possibly Ravenclaw, you're very talented and intelligent. Yet there's a dark force inside of you. A connection you have to something…or possibly someone. That would put you in line for Slytherin. Do you have a preference, child?'

'No. Just put me wherever you think I'll be best.'

'Slytherin it is then.'

End Flashback


Boy, what a mistake that had been. Being put in Slytherin was awful. Why oh why hadn't she said Ravenclaw? Many of the students hated her just because she was in the house. Then again, the Slytherins hated her too. They were nice and friendly…until she let out that she doesn't support Voldemort. That's when the hexing had started. All the Slytherins would play tricks on Danica, and she was constantly in the Hospital Wing with minor injuries that dear Pompfrey could fix.

Pompfrey had always been very nice about seeing Danica a lot. Danica actually had Pompfrey to thank for her living conditions. The sweet nurse told Dumbledore that Danica simply could not stay in the Slytherin dorms any longer. So Danica had been moved into a special set of dorms. She shared a common room and special library with the Heads. She had her own room and her own bathroom. Danica loved living in these dorms. The only two people she had to deal with were the Head Boy and the Head Girl.

The Head Girl was someone who Danica had come to dislike. She also knew that the Head Girl disliked her greatly. The girl's name was Hermione Granger. Danica had a few classes with her and had come to find her quite annoying. She would always answer a question correctly with that snobbish little attitude like she knew everything there was to know. The fact of the matter was though Danica was smarter than Hermione. She knew more than Hermione would ever know. Danica's parents were very strict when it came to her education. She had been taught so much.

The Head Boy was a different story though. He was a Slytherin as well, and his name was Draco Malfoy. Danica had to admit, he was extremely handsome, and he could be charming if he wanted to. However, he was also very arrogant. From what Danica knew, his family was very wealthy and Draco had grown up with his parents spoiling him. Sure, Danica's family was wealthy too, but she didn't flaunt it. Draco had never really talked to Danica. As a matter of fact, she didn't think he even acknowledged her existence. It was fine with Danica though. They just stayed out of each other's paths.

"Ms. Atwaters!" The shrill voice of the transfiguration professor brought Danica out of her thoughts. It was then that she noticed she was the only other student in the classroom. "Welcome back to earth."

Danica could feel her cheeks grow read as she mumbled sorry. Luckily, Transfiguration was the last class for the day. So after a quick dinner, Danica headed off to a secluded part of the main library to work on homework. This was going to be a long year…

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