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Ron and Hermione were staring back and forth from Harry to Lizzie. Harry had the most incredible stare coming out of the green eyes that he inherited from his mother, and with his untidy jet-black hair, he looked angry. Lizzie, on the other hand, looked the opposite whilst looking similar, she had very straight flowing jet back hair with open eyes that were ultramarine in colour, she was also very confident and held her head tall. Hermione had a confused look and Ron's jaw was hanging low. Hermione broke the silence.

"So, you two know each other?" she said vacantly.

"Well, sort of...indirectly..." Lizzie voice trailed off.

"Why are you here?" Asked Harry firmly.

"To go to Hogwarts. I knew who you were, obviously. You are the famous Harry Potter, the boy who lived."

Ron pushed his bottom jaw up to meet his top jaw in order to speak.

"May I ask, if it isn't much trouble, how do you two know each other?"

Lizzie was about to speak but then thought and shut her mouth; Harry was still staring at her in disbelief then turned to Ron.

"You know I told you about my cousin, Dudley, Ron?" Harry looked up at Hermione, "Hermione?" Both nodded approvingly, "well Lizzie over here, is his girlfriend!"

Ron burst out laughing and Hermione let out a chuckle. Lizzie stood there and smiled.

"Harry, I didn't plan to moved to Little Whinging from Italy. My Dad decided for a change of lifestyle and to go into retail, now he is a silent partner for some joke shop around here, plus I didn't know anyone around so I made a couple of mates, and just so you know, me and your cousin are not going out, never were, never will be, ok?"

Ron was still howling with laughter and Hermione had situated herself by the window, with Crookshanks lying across her lap, "Harry, sit down." Harry did as Lizzie said with a smile upon his face. He knew now that Lizzie and himself will get along swimmingly.

The journey to Hogwarts was a long and tiresome journey and to Lizzie's surprise a lot of fun, especially with Hermione, Harry and Ron. They played many exploding snaps as well as herself and Hermione being spectators to a finger-biting game of wizard's chess between Ron and Harry. Eventually they all got bored of games and started to talk about Hogwarts, Hermione asked Lizzie if she knew what house she would be in. Lizzie said she would be in Gryffindor, they were so glad after that. Soon, their talk progressed onto their summers. Hermione had spent a week at Victor Krum's house and two with her Parents on holiday in France as well as visiting the Burrow for a couple. Ron had an eventful holiday with Fred and George testing him out with all their latest gadgets and gizmos. Harry had a somewhat uneventful summer, mostly spent in his room because Aunt Marge came to stay again. The turn had now turned to Lizzie to talk about her summer and so, like the rest, she began.

"Well, I moved to England, not the easiest thing I have done. I had to leave my friends and relatives behind as well as my school. I moved to the most depressing village I have ever known, no offence Harry, and just last week I did something that was beyond the magic I had learnt from my previous school, I only read the charm in a book yet I did well enough to fight them off" Ron and Harry were intrigued by the story. So much in fact that they wanted to know more.

"What did you fight off?" Ron asked.

"Ummm, I can't remember what they were called, let me think for a while, ummmm..." Ron's excitement could not hold, Harry was silent and was hoping for Lizzie to not say what he was thinking of.

"They weren't Dementors, were they?" This question did not come from Harry's mouth, but, surprisingly, from Hermione's.

"Yes! How'd you know?"

Ron and Hermione gasped and looked shockingly at Harry, who was motionless staring into nothing.