Unexpected Greetings

"Who were your first friends that you made at Hogwarts and how did you meet?" he was good at asking all the questions, no wonder he did it for a living.

"First friends? That's an easy one. But how we met." I laughed to myself. Too many good memories flashing in front of my eyes. "That's a more tragic story. Well for me at least. I'm pretty sure everyone else got a kick out of it."

"Tell me about it…" said the reporter.

"As you wish…" said I.

Flashback

Glancing at my map every few steps, I noticed I had gotten many strange looks from younger students. I hadn't changed into my school robes yet, so I assume that's why. As I climbed one staircase after another I saw fewer and fewer people until I was soon the only one around, I was glad the weird looks were beginning to get on my nerves.

I recognized the painting ahead of me. As I neared it and said the password I started getting butterflies in my stomach, man I've never been this nervous to meet new people before. I opened the door.

I heard voices in one of the rooms. As I started walking into the hallway a breeze caught the door and slammed it shut. I heard the voices abruptly stop, and so did I.

Small murmurs and whispers could be slightly heard. I began to gracefully tiptoe down the hall. I give up, I'm too nervous to meet them. I'll just wait until I run into them.

Just as I thought that I could make it my foot seemed to get caught up in the rug and my graceful tiptoeing fell into a stumble. I fell right on my face. I think the sound I made was something like 'Urrgffuhh' as the wind was knocked out of me. Footsteps were running toward me and I dragged my hand up to see if my nose was broken. Nope, not broken, but I had the bloody nose from hell.

I put my sleeve on my nose and turned over to see the three faces that were hovering around me.

"Oh my gosh are you all right?"

"Bloody hell that must've hurt."

"Do you need help?"

Everybody was talking at once so I couldn't decide who had said what.

"No I think I'm alright." I was pushing myself up when I felt them grab my arms to help lift me.

"Oh I know a spell that will fix that right up." I looked around now and noticed that a brown haired witch had said it. She took my hand off my nose and cleaned it up with a simple spell. "Now for the hard part." She concentrated on her wand that was pointed directly at my nose. "Convalesce."

It tickled a little, I felt my nose and it wasn't bleeding anymore.

"It's a miracle." I laughed at myself for finding the best ways to meet people.

They laughed too and invited me to go sit with them. They took me to the other common room that I hadn't seen before. It was an exact replica of the maroon one, except it was gold. I could see them all clearly now. There was the pretty brown-haired girl who fixed my nose, there was a lanky red-haired boy, and there was a tall brown-haired boy. He looked familiar but I couldn't put a finger on it.

The girl seemed very friendly and promptly began introducing everyone. "Hello, your probably wondering who we are, just some random people coming up and helping you in the hall." She jabbered on, "Well I'm Hermione Granger, this" she pointed to the red-haired boy, "is Ron Weasley and last but not least is Harry Potter." She indicated the familiar looking boy. It clicked! We had read about him, he was famous for his lightning bolt shaped scar.

I saw an outline of the scar beyond his messy hair. I gawked a moment, I never thought I would be meeting him in person. He must have been used to that behavior because when he noticed he just laughed. Soon the others joined in.

"You have yet to tell us your name." Hermione inquired.

"Oh, yeah… um… my name is Mae Runey." I said as nicely as I could manage.

"Nice to meet you." Well wasn't she the talkative one? "If you don't mind me asking how'd you get into the dorm?"

"Are you here to see Malfoy?" The red-head (Ron was his name?) said rather arrogantly.

"No, I transferred here from the U.S., hence the accent. Anyways I will be staying in the heads dorms also." They looked puzzled. "In a dorm off of the other common room." This seemed to clear things up, and then they looked at me with sympathy. "What?" Now I was the confused one.

"Sorry, it's just you'll have to share that common room and bathroom with Malf—"Harry was saying.

End Flashback

"Do you remember your first encounter with that famous Draco Malfoy?" he said jokingly.

Draco had been sitting next to me, when he heard the question he just laughed and put his head in his hands. "Yes'm, that 'famous' Draco Malfoy. The little charmer he was…" I told the reporter the story. "And in French, can you believe it. Lucky for him I can speak French too." I then stuck my tongue out at Draco sitting next to me. You can't get much more mature than me. I started thinking of our first encounter, I couldn't believe it, it seemed so long ago.

Flashback

"Did I hear somebody call my name?" The blonde-haired boy that I'd seen earlier was in the doorway (minus the two cronies).

"Sod off Malfoy." Ron grumbled.

Why do they hate him so much? I thought he was handsome. He wouldn't stop staring at me though. I gave him a 'whatever' look and continued from where we had been interrupted, "Dumbledore never said I had to share a bathroom."

"He didn't tell us either, we found out on our own." Harry added.

"Oh." I do say that too much don't I? I think I need a bigger vocabulary. I noticed that Malfoy character was still staring, I was getting annoyed. "Will you stop!"

He walked over to where I was sitting and took my hand. "Pardon mon comportement mademoiselle, mais vous avez pris mon souffle loin. Mon nom est Draco Malfoy." (Pardon my behavior miss, but you took my breath away. My name is Draco Malfoy.) He said in a thick French accent, and then he bent down and kissed my hand.

I gave a little eye roll at the kiss. "Yous n'allez pas me défaillir avec les baisers de main et le discours doux Draco. Je suis Mae Runey" (You can not swoon me with the hand kisses and sweet talk Draco. I am Mae Runey.) Truth be told I thought it was a charming thing he did, but I certainly didn't let it show.

He smirked a little and moved his face so close I could feel his breath on my neck. "I like a challenge." he whispered in my ear. A chill went down my spine as he stood up straight and left to the other common room. I admired the way he held his head so high as he walked, in such a graceful and… arrogant manner.

I rolled my eyes once more so my company wouldn't know he had just given me the chills.

"What was that all about?" Hermione came and sat by me. I looked at everyone's faces; they were all staring at me and looked utterly befuddled. I couldn't help but laugh.

"Nothing, nothing look don't worry about it. I can handle him myself. Now if you don't mind I think I'm going to go take a look at my room and unpack my things." I got up and started walking toward the other common room but stopping in the doorway. "So I'll see you tomorrow?"

"Yeah," Harry answered first, just as I started to leave Harry added, "Wait! I forgot to ask you what house you're in."

"Ravenclaw." I answered quickly as I walked out. Unsure, still, of what this meant.

I remember what Dumbledore had told me about the house rivalry. I noticed that the embroidery on the Harry, Ron, and Hermione's robes. They all had a lion, unlike Draco who had a snake. I guess those were the houses he was talking about, and they didn't exactly get along so there's the rivalry.

I was in the gorgeous maroon room again. It was empty, thank Merlin. I didn't need another encounter like the one I'd just had.

The staircase was carved just like the ceiling. You almost didn't want to step on it, afraid you might scratch its beauty. I didn't want to disturb Draco so I slid past his door, not making a sound, also not falling on my face again. My door had the name Mae carved on it in bewitching cursive letters.

I put my hand on the doorknob, ready to be reacquainted with all my possessions. I turned the doorknob, but wait. It wouldn't turn. I kicked it once and hit it a few times, it was making me mad and why wouldn't it open!

A/N - You know a lot of people say 'Read and Review', but I don't really care if you read it just review. Granted it would be nice to know what your reviewing about but its not required. So...

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