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Chapter One: Arrival

I walked in the front doors and straight to the Gryffindor common room that Dumbledore showed me the week before. I knew no one here but was content. It wasn't like I cared. I had just been expelled over the summer from my school in America for "insubordination and conduct unbecoming a Wilshere student." They were just a bunch of dull rich witches and wizards with no room for a person with a sense of individuality, like me. That's why they waited until the summer to expel me, so I wouldn't make a "scene." Basically they just wanted to make sure it wasn't overly publicized. After all Kassandra Lilith Standfort, the only child of the wealthiest witch and wizard of the time, could not be shown in a bad light in the media.

So that is why I'm here now. I'm too unique, too headstrong, tooopinionated, too outspoken, to be had at home. So Mom and Pop shipped me off over here. Fine by me, it's my last year anyway. I'm a senior, or 7th year or whatever. I finally got to the portrait of the fat lady and said the password. Then I went down to the Great Hall for the Welcome feast. Dumbledore had allowed me to get everything squared away by myself before I had to meet anyone.

So I pushed through the enormous oak doors into the hall just as the sorting hat was being taken away. All of the sudden a hush fell over the room. Then whispers started as I stood there. I saw heads turn in curiosity, people were trying to figure out who I was. One particularly loud whisper met my ears, it came from an Asian girl with a pleasant enough face, sitting at a table with a blue banner hanging above it. She seemed nice enough until I heard what she said.

"My God Marissa! Who is she? What makes her think she can come in here like that? Freak!" said the girl.

She looked at me and smiled, the little hypocrite. I just glared at her, with my hand on my hip and the other one dangling by my side twirling my wand, contemplating just how much trouble I'd get in if I cursed her hair off. Dumbledore who had come over to guide me to the front of the hall brought me out of my thoughts.

"It's good to see you have found your way, but please remember we have a dress code next time, robes are too be worn." He whispered. Apparently my light blue T-shirt with the words 'boys are stupid, throw rocks at them!' that I got from my best friend and slashed blue jeans and flip flops didn't fit in with the dress code. Normally I didn't care when anyone said this but I owed Dumbledore, he saved my butt by letting me come here. So I nervously fiddled with my hair, which was pulled into two braids pigtail style with a blue bandana folded and tied around my head. I have long golden brown hair, but I hate doing it and usually go for the easy way out, like I did that night.

"If I could have your attention please." He said immediately causing everyone in the hall to look up at him. "We have a new student, owing to some previous ah, adventures. I would like to introduce to you Kassandra Lilith Standfort, who is a 7th year Gryffindor. I beg you make her feel welcome." He said and started to return to his seat.

"Excuse me!" I said loudly to get the hall's attention. They ignored me at first so I yelled again. "I SAID EXCUSE ME!" This got their attention. "I would just like to add that I wish to be called Lilith, Not Kassandra! Thanks." I went over to the Gryffindor table with the entire hall looking after me. I didn't care. I was hungry, tired, and frustrated. When I got back to my dorm I knew exactly what I would be doing, sleep at last. I sat down next to two red haired boys who seemed only a couple years younger than I was. I presumed they were twins seeing as they looked exactly alike. There was a guy across from me talking to the twins about quidditch. Finally a subject I liked.

"Hey guys, you're on the house team then I guess?" I asked.

"Yeah, we're…" started the closest one.

"the beaters." Finished the other.

"I'm Fred and he's George." Said the closest one. "Nice to meet you."

"I'm Oliver Wood." Said the guy across from me. "Play quidditch? I'm the captain. I play keeper."

"Yeah, I was a chaser, and our captain last year." I said.

A smile crossed Oliver's face and his eyes lit up at those words. "Really? Too bad we don't have an opening this year but you are welcome to come join us at practice anytime."

"I may just have to do that." I said with a smile. "So anyway, what do you do in your free time?"

"Well I…" he started but was cut off Dumbledore stood up and ushered us to our dorms.

We got to the common room and before we split to go our separate ways Oliver called out. "Hey Lilith. Practice tomorrow at noon, be there okay?"

"Wouldn't miss it." I said as he retreated to his dorm. I walked up to my dorm and immediately fell onto my bed and into a dreamless sleep.

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