Well people, here we go again! Won't this be exciting? I'm a little disappointed with the amount of reviews that I've been getting. Does my story suck that much? Man, I really wanted to be a good writer, but it doesn't seem like that's going to ever happen to me, now is it? Dude, this is so unfair.























I do believe that I shall make this a song fic. It'll be a sad song for Gia will come to a realization about her past. This makes her incredibly sad and depressed. And by the way, I don't own 'No Doubt' or any of their songs. I'm just borrowing one for the duration of this chapter. Please, don't sue me.
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Gia climbed the steps with Harry and Hermione at her sides. Ron was following closely with his eyes glued to the looming towers of the castle.
"I hate the beginning of the year." He mumbled to himself. Hermione glanced back at him through half lidded eyes.
"Ron, stop whining. You should really be concentrating on how we can make Gia's stay here more comfortable." Gia let a slight blush grace her chilled cheeks.
"You don't have to do that for me, honestly." Harry shook his head with a slight grin on his face.
"Don't be absurd. What kind of people would we be if we didn't wait on you hand and foot?" Gia let out a hesitant laugh. She was suddenly pushed to the side as Draco and his cronies shoved Hermione to get past her and into the doors first. Gia cocked an eyebrow.
"He has some real issues." She muttered to herself. Ron rolled his eyes.
"You have no idea how right you are." Hermione glared back at Ron.
"There's nothing wrong with him," Ron's mouth dropped in shock.
"Have you gone mad?" Hermione sneered.
"No, I'm quite sane." She replied. Ron's eyes widened. Harry looked over at Hermione with a questioning look.
"Then what in the bloody hell are you talking about?" he asked slightly dazed and confused. Hermione rolled her eyes as the quartette arrived at the large front doors of the castle.
"Can't you tell that he's in love?" she asked. Ron raised an eyebrow at her comment. Harry shook his head and pushed open the doors. Gia let out a little snort.
"If that's his way of showing that he loves someone, I'd hate to see what he looks like pissed off." Harry let out a small chuckle as they all stepped into the warmth of the castle. Hermione glared at Harry.
"Don't laugh at another's misfortune." She said in a slight whisper. Harry's laughter grew.
"Are you kidding me? Draco Malfoy has got to be one of the luckiest guys in school, possibly in the luckiest guy in the world." Gia glanced over at Harry and slowly pulled her headphones on her ears.
"Why do you say that Harry?" Harry shrugged his shoulders slightly.
"Well, his father is really rich and he has everything that he ever has wanted. Plus I've heard that he's a martial arts power house." Gia raised an eyebrow.
"Really?" Harry nodded.
"Heard that he went to Japan when he was 15 to train with the Shah Ling monks." Gia stopped dead in her tracks as the other three walked slightly ahead of her. They all stopped and turned to see what was wrong.
"Gia? What's the matter with you?" Hermione asked not moving from her spot.
"Harry, did you say the Shah Ling monks?" she asked looking with wide eyes at Harry.

You and me

We used to be together

Everyday together always

Harry nodded with a questioning look on his face.
"That's what I heard. But you know some people, they just like to talk." Gia nodded her head slowly placing a glance down to her feet. Ron cocked an eyebrow and moved to place an arm around Gia's shoulders.
"What's the matter, Gia?" he asked in a soothing voice. Gia looked up at the group with her lips slightly parted in an act of desperation to regain a normal breathing rate.
"I...was...there..." Gia slowly sunk to the floor with tears starting to form at her eyes. Ron tried to keep her up, but she ended up dragging him down with her. Hermione and Harry crouched down at eye level. Harry took a hold of Gia's hand.

I really feel

That I'm losing my best friend

I can't believe

This could be the end
 "Gia, you aren't making any sense. What's the matter with you?" Harry asked in a confused tone of voice. Gia shook her head and pushed away the golden trio.
"It's nothing, I'm just babbling. Shall we go in now?" Gia stood up with her newfound friends left sitting in sheer awe on the floor.
"Are you sure that you're alright, Gia?" Hermione asked hesitantly standing up. She brushed off her skirt and looked into Gia's eyes. She nodded reassuringly.
"I'm fine, just a little...shocked that the Shah Ling monks would let someone like him train with them." Harry stood up and held a hand out to Ron who happily took it and stood by his friends' side.
"Don't doubt Malfoy's power." Ron said warily. "He can get anything that he wants just as long as it's semi-legal." Gia giggled slightly and the four of them walked into the great hall.

It looks as though you're letting go

And if it's real,

Well I don't want to know

Harry pushed open the great doors and all four walked in with a happy pep in their step. They soon spotted an empty spot at the Gryfindor table and took their seats. The hall suddenly got quiet as Headmaster Dumbledore held up his hands for silence.
"Welcome to another year here at Hogwarts. I do hope that you all enjoyed your summers and are ready to get back to learning about the magical world around you." Hermione leaned close to Gia.
"I know I am." She whispered excitedly. Gia gave her a wispy smile and glanced over at Ron. He was shaking his head with his eyes bulging out of his sockets. Gia let out a small laugh.
"Also, I have a few announcements. For all you first years, you are forbidden to going into the Forbidden Forest unless you want to suffer a most painful death." Gia raised her eyebrows in slight horror.
'Is this guy nuts?' she asked herself. She shook away the thoughts and returned her attention to the speech her new headmaster was making.

Don't speak

I know just what you're saying

So please stop explaining

Don't tell me cause it hurts
"Mr. Filch would like to remind you all that if you give any first years exploding bubble gum, you shall receive a detention in the dungeons." Dumbledore glanced over at Gia.
"Speaking of new students and dungeons," he said never taking his eyes off of Gia. "I would like to introduce you to Miss Angelina Harper, our newest seventh year student. Please Miss Harper, stand up so that everyone can see you." Gia's eyes bulged out and she shook her head fiercely. Hermione nudged her.
"Go on," she whispered. Gia rolled her eyes and slowly stood up. Every eye in the great hall turned to her including the ice-cold eyes of Draco. Gia could feel his stare drilling into her side. She decided to be brave and carefully looked over at him. He had a slight smirk on his face and was leaning on his elbows. Gia narrowed her eyes and looked back at Professor Dumbledore.
"On behalf of the staff and students here at Hogwarts, I would like to welcome you to our school. Now, shall we get you sorted?" Don't speak

I know what you're thinking

I don't need your reasons

Don't tell me 'cause it hurts

Gia knitted her brow together as Dumbledore motioned for her to come forward.
"Come now, don't be shy Angelina." Gia shook her head slightly and began to walk forward. The eyes that had been on her earlier followed her to the front of the hall. She reached the teachers table and shifted her weight onto her left foot. Dumbledore reached behind his chair and presented a ragy old hat with patches and strings hanging down from the brim. Gia felt the entire hall take in a great breath of air. Gia's head went slightly forward.
'What's the deal with the hat?' she asked herself. Dumbledore motioned for her to come a little closer.
"If you would come here, we can place the hat on your head and tell you which house you belong in." Gia shook her head with a bit of anger.
"No way am I putting that raggedy old thing on my head." Dumbledore took a step back in a bit of shock.
"Come now, it's not like I'm going to bite your head off." Gia jumped back and pointed to the hat that now appeared to have a face on it.
"That hat...it...it talked!"

Our memories

They can be inviting

But some are altogether

Mighty frightening

Laughter echoed throughout the hall as Gia looked around her.
'What is so bloody funny? That hat just talked to me!' Dumbledore shook his head with a wide smirk on his face.
"Of course it talked, this isn't any normal hat. This is the sorting hat." Gia cocked her eyebrow.
"And that makes it special because...?" more laughter echoed throughout the hall and Gia hung her head in disappointment.
"I don't get it..." she whispered to herself. Dumbledore held out the hat to her.
"Here, put the hat on and everything will soon make sense." Gia hesitantly took the hat and carefully placed it on her head.

As we die, both you and I

With my head in my hands

I sit and cry
'Good evening Miss Harper. How are you?' the hat asked her in her head.
'What on earth? How can you talk?'
'Well, it all started long ago when the school was first founded...'
'Okay, not all that interested in hearing your life story. Can I just assume that a spell was put on you so now you can talk and do all that crazy stuff.'
'Precisely.'
'Great...now how do I get sorted?'
'Well, what house would you like to be in?' Gia mentally shrugged her shoulders.
'No idea. Could you put me with Ron, Harry, and Hermione?' the hat chuckled in her ear.
'You want to be in Gyrfindor?' Gia yet again mentally shrugged her shoulders.
'I suppose if that's where they are.'

Don't speak

I know what you're saying

So please stop explaining

Don't tell me cause it hurts
"GYRFINDOR!" the hat called out. The hall erupted in cheers and whistles and Gia took the hat off of her head.
'That was easier than I thought.' Thinking to herself.
'I told you that I wouldn't bite your head off.' Gia glared at the hat that now rested in Professor Dumbledore's hands.
'Hey, get out of my head.' The talking instantly stopped and Gia rushed over to take a seat next to Harry and Hermione.

Don't speak

I know what you're thinking

And I don't need your reasons

Don't tell me cause it hurts

Hermione gave her a bright smile.
"Welcome to the team." She said as she gave Gia a tight hug. Gia embraced her for a moment and then slightly pushed her away. Harry and Ron gave her energetic smiles.
"Just be happy that you didn't get into Slytherin." Ron muttered. Gia furrowed her brow together.
"What's wrong with being in that house?" she asked as food appeared on all of the tables and the students began to help themselves.
"Every wizard or witch that comes out of there turns out bad. Let's take Draco Malfoy for instance,"

It's all ending

We gotta stop pretending

Who we are

Gia stopped herself in mid-motion in grabbing the spoon for the mashed potatoes.
"Why's he so bad?" she asked. Ron leaned forward to keep his voice down low.
"His father's a death eater and the word is that he's next in line to become You-Know-Who's next right hand man." Gia's eyes bulged out and she stole a glance at Draco. He was eating and laughing with his friends at the same time. Now, Gia wasn't that stupid. She knew what a death eater was and she knew who You-Know-Who was. When she first met Draco, she had never suspected him to be so evil.
"I couldn't imagine him like that." She said. Ron cocked an eyebrow and stuck a spoonful of mashed potatoes in his mouth.
"Do you know Draco from somewhere?" he asked with his mouth still full. Gia looked at him with wide eyes and nodded.
"Our parents...used to be friends." She quickly took a bite of her chicken pot pie to show that she didn't want to talk about it any further.

You and me

I can see us dying...are we?

Gia flopped on her bed in the girl's dormitory. Her bed was placed next to Hermione who was busy reading a rather large book. She glanced over at her new friend.

"That book that you're reading, what's it about?" she asked lazily. Hermione marked her place in her book and shut it with a loud bang. She then removed her glasses and looked at Gia.

"It's just to review my potions class. I don't want to fall behind." Gia nodded and rested her head on top of her folded arms. Hoshi jumped up from his place on the floor and scooted close to Gia's side. She began to lazily stroke him with the back of her hand.

"So," Hermione said trying to strike up a conversation. Gia looked up at her still petting Hoshi.

"How do you know Draco?" she asked trying to be as sensitive as she could with the subject.

"Like I said at dinner, our parents used to be friends and it was the same with Draco and I. But after we moved to America, they had a bit of a falling out and Draco and I haven't seen each other since."

"You lie." Hermione stated blandly. Gia looked up at her with wide eyes.

"Why would I lie about something like this?" she asked.

"In the hall, you told us that you were there training with the Shah Ling monks in Japan."

Don't speak

I know what you're saying

So please stop explaining

Don't tell me cause it hurts no no

Gia let out a heavy sigh.

"Oh yeah, I forgot about that." She murmured to herself. Hermione cocked an eyebrow.

"You seemed awfully upset about it. What happened?" she asked. Gia looked up at her and let out another sigh.

"Let's just say that he gave me something that I didn't want but took away something that I really loved." Hermione offered Gia a sympathetic look.

"What was it?" she asked. Gia shook her head.

Don't speak

I know what you're thinking

And I don't need your reasons

Don't tell me 'cause it hurts

Don't tell me 'cause it hurts
"I don't like to talk about it." She said. Hermione nodded.
"Can I guess?" she asked eagerly. Gia looked at her with glazed eyes.
"No," she replied plainly. Hermione nodded again and leaned back onto her pillow.
"Did you like it in Japan?" she asked. Gia smiled at the memory.
"It's the most beautiful place that I've ever been to. I stayed there for a year and when winter came around...there's no feeling like it." Hermione smiled and closed her eyes.
"Sounds like heaven." Gia itched Hoshi's ears and the cat let out a loud purr.
"It was. That's where I got Hoshi." Hermione turned onto her side and rested her head on her propped up elbow.

I know what you're saying

So please stop explaining

Don't speak don't speak don't speak
"What does Hoshi mean?" she asked Gia. Hoshi rolled onto his back and Gia happily scratched his tummy.
"It means pervert in Japanese." Hermione tried her best to hold back the laughter that threatened to escape past her lips.
"Why did you name him that?" she asked in between fits of laughter.
"Well, when I was taking a shower I found him just sitting there watching me take a shower." Hermione let out a silent giggle.
"He is perverted." Gia nodded enthusiastically.
"Believe me, I know!" both girls laughed together until there was a sudden shush from the other side of the room. Gia put her hand over her mouth to try and silence her giggles. Hoshi growled and jumped to the floor and crawled under Gia's bed.

No I know what you're thinking

And I don't need your reasons

I know you good I know you good

I know you real good oh

Gia pulled herself up and looked under her bed. She laughed when all she could see was Hoshi's glowing green eyes.
"It's good idea that you hide my little pervert." She pulled herself up again and lay on her bed closing her eyes.
"Why won't you tell me what Draco did?" Hermione asked bringing Gia back down to reality. Gia stopped laughing and placed a protective hand on her stomach.
"I just don't want to talk to you about it. It's really personal."
"Will you promise to tell me before the year-ends?" she asked hopefully. Gia nodded.

La la la la la la la la la

Don't don't ooh ooh



 "It's a deal, you'll find out before we all have to leave." Hermione laid back on her bed and let out a sigh.
"What do you plan to do when you graduate?" she asked using her arms as a pillow for her head.

Hush hush darling

Hush hush darling

Hush hush don't tell me 'cause it hurts

Gia pursed her lips together.
"I'm being forced to run my parents company. Won't this be fun?" she asked in a sarcastic voice. Hermione looked over at her.
"What does your parents company do?" she asked. Gia looked up at her four-poster bed.
"It's a real estate company. We own like half of the world. We even own the land the Buckingham Palace stands on." Hermione raised her eyebrows.
"That'll be fun." Gia shrugged her shoulders.
"I suppose..."

Hush hush darling

Hush hush darling

Hush hush don't tell me cause it hurts

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 That's where I shall end for the day. 18 pages, not to bad for the third chapter.

::Sigh, R&R please!::