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The New Girl

The next day, after over sleeping, Harry got dressed as fast as he could. The Dursleys couldn't drive fast enough for him. Faster, faster! I'm going to be late! Harry thought. When the Dursleys dropped Harry off, he had a feeling he was going to have to run to make the train. Ron and Hermione smiled as Harry ran toward them.

"Shall we then? We've been waiting for 15 minutes now," Ron suggested eyeing Harry. Harry gave an apologetic look in their direction. They then all walked onto the platform together. Harry, Hermione, and Ron looked everywhere for a compartment, but couldn't find one. They looked in every single compartment except for the last one.

When Ron opened the door, they saw a girl –sitting up with her back against the wall- that none of them have ever seen before. She had on headphones and was mouthing the words to the song she was listening to. This mystery girl had her eyes closed, so she didn't move when Hermione waved her hands in front of her face. What a nice breeze, the girl thought.

"Hello? Anyone in there?" Harry asked her. He decided to raise his voice a bit. "Hey!" he tried again. She jumped and stopped mouthing the words to the song and took off her headphones.

"Yes? I'm awake, don't freak out. But I swear if you take me away from GC again I'll rip out whatever vocal chords you have and serve them to you for dinner." They looked at her stunned. "What? I'm only joking. I swear you British can't take a joke if you're lives depended on it." she said with a smile. "Oh yea. I forgot to introduce myself. How incredibly unwonderful of me. I'm Avi… Jenkins. I'm the new American sixth year since you're gonna ask anyway."

"I'm Hermione Granger. This is Ron Weasley and this is Harry Potter."

"Nice to meet you. Can you guys kind of fill me in a bit about…" she paused "Hogwarts is it?" she asked. "I haven't got a clue about anything anymore." Avi looked down at her CD player with a look of sadness.

"Well," Harry began, "for starters, there are four houses. Gryffindor is our house. That's the best one in my opinion. There's also Slytherin, Hermione flinched Ravenclaw, and Hufflepuff," he said, snapping out of his trance towards Avi. Ron was still in his. Harry needed to snap his fingers in front of his face to get him out of it.

"I'm in Slytherin," she said, with a slight glare.

"Oh, you were already sorted."

"No."

"How do you know you're in Slytherin then?" Avi looked at Hermione, confident in her decision.

"Trust me," Avi replied with a chuckle.

Her strange liking for Slytherins was putting Harry in an awkward position. He didn't want to like a mean Slytherin. However, he could hardly control his emotions at any time so what made now any different?

"Slytherin? I don't know why you want to be in that house. It's just a… well, it's not the best house to be in." Ron replied, FINALLY coming out of his spell (hehe).

As she was putting her CD player away, Draco Malfoy (Harry's enemy) walked in to start his daily tormenting to Harry and his friends. He does this every year. Gives you something to look forward to, eh?

"Potter, we really-" he stopped suddenly. "Who's that?" Draco asked himself aloud. Avi was turned away and had not seen him come in.

"That's Avi. She's the new sixth year." Hermione informed the- in her opinion- little git. Avi turned at the mention of her name. She gasped and looked at him for a moment.

"Eric?"

"Er… no, sorry," Draco said questionably.

"Sorry. Its just that…" Avi said, shaking her head.

"Yes?" Draco urged her to finish he sentence. He stared back at her with gray eyes that were, strangely, not icy, but warm. She stared in silence and, quite frankly, utter confusion.

"Well Potter," He said giving up hope of Avi talking to him. "You forgot to properly introduce me to Avi. How rude of you." Draco said kicking Harry hard in his shin and obviously liking Avi from the moment he saw her.

"That's happening a lot lately." Harry murmured sarcastically under his breath.

"I'm Draco Malfoy- not Eric as you seem to think. Son of Lucius and Narcissa Malfoy. Slytherin sixth year, at your service." I'm getting tired of saying that. Son of who gives a crap? Draco thought to himself.

"Avi Jenkins. New American sixth year. At your service." Avi smiled.

"I heard." Draco responded.

She wasn't the most beautiful girl in the world, but something about her put a spell on all three of the guys she met that day. Draco, Draco, Draco. If you're anything like him I'm going to hurt you, she thought unpleasantly.

The train came to a sudden halt and everyone was hurled onto everyone else. "Hope to see you sit next to me at the Slytherin table." Draco winked at Avi quickly as he left with the other sixth year students.

The first year sorting ceremony was the same as usual. It was boring, but exciting enough to stay awake when your house is called; you have to clap after all. The best part was seeing the feasts appear on your plate. This year was different. Avi walked down the long hall behind Professor McGonagall, right when everyone was waking up to eat.

"Attention!" said Dumbledore, the headmaster, gathering everyone's attention. "We have a new student from the United States. This is Avi Jenkins and I hope you make her feel comfortable here. Ms. Jenkins, please come up here so you can be sorted."

Avi looked like no one had ever seen. She wore blue jeans and a black belt, with high heeled black boots to match. Her black shirt highlighted her toned stomach, cutting off just below her chest and having ribbons criss-cross over her abs and tie to the sides with one long sleeve and one arm left bare. Her necklace and earrings were all snakes.

Her straight hair dropped to the top of her stomach and was a reddish-blondish color. She wore black eyeliner that brought out her eyes, but that was the only make up she wore. She was what the boys in this school thought of as an 'American Babe' and they weren't going to let anyone forget it.

Avi walked up the stairs, almost absent-mindedly modeling for everyone. There were a few whistles from the horny teenage half-wits in the back met with icy glares from both Draco and Avi. She put on the sorting hat and it made the comments it always does- plenty of courage, top marks in America, and those other things. Ron would have fallen asleep if it hadn't been for his entrancement by Avi, until finally the hat said the one word Harry had been dreading and Draco had been hoping for: SLYTHERIN.

She smirked like she was Draco and sat down across from him. Draco had wondered why he had not seen this shirt before, but then realized that she had been wearing a hoodie. Duh. Later, Avi felt something on her lap. She looked down and saw a note. It read:

Avi,

How about I show you around the school? I can be excused if I just let Snape know.

Love, the person sitting across from you,

Draco Malfoy

Avi whispered an 'okay' to Draco and he nodded to Professor Snape as he and Avi walked out of the Great Hall to let him know that Draco was showing Avi around. He told her that the only thing you needed to watch out in any of the schools were the staircases.

"Not in every school. In my old school, we had to watch out for the statues. The would always tell you that, for example, Charms was moved to another room, but you never knew because sometimes, what they were telling you was right and sometimes it wasn't." She laughed.

"And sometimes, they would come to life and act like teachers right behind you. You would think it was a teacher and start talking, but when you turned around, it was a statue. It was really funny." They climbed through the portrait hole and walked through the common room.

"Well, in this school, the staircases change and you never know when." Draco said to her as they were going up to the dormitories. "Good night." (Since that conversation had no purpose what so ever, how about a round of applause for my wasting space ability- hurrah!)

"'Night, Draco." Avi said good night as she gave him one of her sweetest smiles and a warm hug (of course in her seduction mood, she gave him a look that said 'You're really hot and I would love to snog you until you are an inch from death,' but him being a guy of any sort, just happened to miss that. And no Avi is not a whore)

In the middle of the night, someone was calling Draco's name and trying to wake him up. It was Avi.

Draco was obviously hallucinating because he called her 'mum' and asked her for five more minutes. She put her hand on his cheek and tried to wake him up a bit more. It worked, and he opened his eyes to her in her pjs on his bed. "What is it Avi?"

"Why are you always bugging Harry & Co.?" she asked.

"Ugh," was all he managed to say.

"You're jealous."

"I am not! That's preposterous!" Draco yelled.

"Sshhh!" Some of the other Slytherin boys awoke with Draco's shout.

"I am not," he murmured. Avi sighed.

"At least you have a family that… well, I wouldn't say LOVES you, but you get my point right?" she tried to explain.

"Yeah," he said.

"Please leave them alone Draco. For me?" She gave him an innocent look.

"Ugh," he neither agreed nor declined the request, so Avi gave up on him. She looked him over as an evil grin crossed her face. She could see from there that he was, indeed, shirtless and could see the top of his six pack and moved over in his bed, messing his hair up even more.

"Good night Draco," Avi whispered seductively in Draco's ear as she slipped out the door.