Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter and I never will! So don't ask me again! I don't own any of the characters, places, and stuff like that but I do get the characters I made up and blah blah blah!

A Warning to Readers...

Some people believe that the only enemy of Harry Potter was Voldemort, well, and along with Snape... and Malfoy... and... Well, thats not important! The point is that even though these people want him dead, they have failed to do so. So this is where I come in, that's right! The reason why I am coming to this crappy school is to kill him.

Ok, so the first question you might be asking is, why? Well, there are quite a few reasons. One is that I am going to be payed a whole lot of money! I'm poor, I need it! That dosen't make me such a bad person. Two, I am the number one assassin in the world despite the fact that I'm only a teenager. And Three, I just don't like that kid. What a snot! So full of himself. I'll change that... for good!

This is the start of my diary. If you love Harry so much then you might want to stop reading right now because this isn't going to be a normal Harry Potter story, oh no! This is very different indeed where you will get my point of view of Hogwarts and see me try to kill Harry off.

With that warning I must warn you this as well. I'm increadably unlucky. Eventhough skilled and beautiful I am very very unlucky so you might find this funny... though to me it's not! So don't laugh infront of me! And enjoy my story told by me. I don't know what is to happen because I am posting and writing this as the days go by.

With that I want to tell remind you again that this is my diary, I'm nice enough to let you read it, so don't crack down on my spelling because I'm horrid at that... Enjoy

Day 1

Sitting on the bus, waiting for it to arrive at the train station. God, I hate public transportation! Filled with smelly, old, and ugly people. Good thing I smell nice and clean, and I'm young, and beautiful. What a vixen I am. I can't believe people think I'm conceited! Me of all people! Well, maybe I am!

"Here we are! At the train station! Have a great day! Everyone off! End of the line!" The bus driver said as he stood up. No less going to get another donut. Like he needs it! I got off there and carried my luggage with me. As I walked down the street and into the lobby of the train station the muggles gave me horrid looks! Like they have never seen a witch in their life!

I was wearing quite the fashion for witches right now, if they knew anything about fashion. I had my purple velvet cloak over me and I wore a black beret making my curly dark brown hair fall down from it. My pleated black skirt could be seen from underneath along with my black sweater.

Once I reached the platforms I took out my piece of paper that said Platform 9 3/4. I looked up to see that I was already at platform 9 and I started to walk down untill I noticed where people were walking through a piller. They wern't being that descreate. I held my bag close behind and got ready to walk though when this nosy girl walked up to me and started to talk.

"You know, you better get a running start," she looked at me with her frizzy brown hair. Thank god I don't have a mess like that! I think I would die.

"Is that so?" I said in kind of snotty way. Not that I'm known for being snotty or anything.

She smiled, at least she had all of her teeth. "Oh yes, you want to give it a bit of a go. Here, you can follow me." She nodded as though she was questioning me.

"Ok," I told her in a happy tone even though I thought it wasn't that thrilling.

"One- Two- Three-" The girl ran into the pillar and I walked into it behind her. Some of us still want to be a little cool and not look like an excited five year old. I was hoping by the time I got to the other side she would be gone but I was mistaken. She was standing there with this stupid grin on her face. "Oh I see you made it through just fine," she held out her hand. "My name is Hermione Granger. Pleased to meet you."

I looked at her hand. Was it possible that it was clean? I shook it, "my name is Rosemary Williams." I better be polite in case she is popular or something.

"You can sit with me and my friends. You are new right?" Hermione asked me. I nodded and she continued to speak, "come this way. They already have a spot for us."

We gave our bags to the conductors who were loading the train and I continued to follow her on the train. She seemed to know everyone that she saw and the way she talked to them seemed kind of like she was a know it all. She kept introducing me to various people like I was expected to remember their names.

Once we got to the end of the train she finally opened one of the doors where there were two bench seats. There were two boys sitting on one side, leaving a seat open to us. Hermione plopped herself down on the seat and I slowly sat next to her.

"These are my two best friends," Hermione started to tell me, "This is Ron Weasly." He leaned over to me and shook my hand. What's with these people and shaking hands?

"Nice to meet you," he said as he sat back down.

"And this is Harry," she said and the boy sitting next to Ron shook my hand as well.

"Hello," I looked at them. "I'm Rosemary Williams. I'm new to Hogwarts." I staired at Harry. It was quite obvious it was him. The one who I was supposed to kill. This was going to be fun. I've heard of what he looked like and many people have said that he has quite a charm about him. If they ment that his charm was uglyness then I could see it.

Ron decided to speak, "oh, but your going to be, what year?"

"Sixth," I informed the carrot top.

"Us too. But how can you get into Hogwarts if your not going into your first year?" He asked me. I would blow my cover if I told him how I really got in. The truth is that I had some connections and I weasled my way by going through the Ministry of Magic and the school board. There were some people who I were working for who had made them put me in. They finally did let me in because I did have scholarship as being one of the best witches at weapondry and because I would only be there as an exchange student.

I decided to only tell them a fraction of what was true. Not lying, just not telling the whole truth. "Oh, I have a scholarship in weapondry and they thought it would be great if they had and exchange student to interact with the students of Hogwarts."

"Oh, how interesting," Hermione said.

No... not really I thought to myself, "Oh I know," was what I said instead.

"Did they already place you in a house?" Asked Ron as though he thought it would be great that by some miracle I would get into Gryffindor. Like I would honestly get into that.

"I did get into a house. They thought that there would be less confusion if I had been sorted before today," I told them, "I was put into Ravenclaw." Yes I know, you probably thought that I would get into Slytherin because to some people, wanting to kill Harry off is enough to send you there, but no. I must have some qualities that sent me into this house.

After that they asked me a few questions about myself and blah blah blah. Then I asked some questions about them and I got the same blah blah blah boaring crap. It was a pretty boaring trip until there was a knocking on the door. Hermione got up and opened it to see a boy with slick blonde hair stairing at them.

"Well, well, well, if it isn't Know-it-all and the whole crew," he said while opening the door the rest of the way so he could get a good look. There were two other boys sanding there looking at us. "Well, Pott head hows it going with the Weasle? Hmmm, Weasle, still poor."

Ron looked at him, "go away Malfoy before we-"

"Call on your mummies! Well, Potter can't do that can he?" His two chums started to laugh along with him. "Your all a bunch of losers!" Ok, I have no problem with him insulting these freaks I was sitting with but as soon as he insults me that when things start to look bad.

"What did you just say you smart ass?" I asked him as I got up and stood in front of him. Hermione went and sat down in the seat so she would be out of my way. Good idea.

"Oh so who's this? Your new friend? I hope your not a loser like the rest of them," the boy said with a smirk on his face.

I gave him my death stair, "I'm not a loser like you if that's what you mean. What's your problem you little prissy boy? You know it's one thing when you insult them because it seems like you have nothing better to do with your crappy life but as soon as you get to me then there is going to be hell to pay."

"Oh I'm so scared!" He said acting like his legs were made out of jello. "The little girl is going to hurt me-"

WACK!

I punched him right in the kisser. No need for a slap when you can just give them a nice punch! He held his face as he fell to the ground. He moved his hand away and the only thing we could see was blood running from his face, not knowing where exactly it came from. "You bitch! You hit me right in the bloody face!" He tryed to get up and it appeared like he was trying to get away.

"You come back here and fight like a man!" I said to him, "or are you going to hide behind your words?"

To my surprise that priss got up and went to swing at me. I ducked and he hit the wall behind me. What an idiot! He kept waving his arms around like he was going to hit me and then I punched him again but this time in the stomach. He fell to the ground again. It was very sad to see a boy get the crap beaten out of him by a girl.

"Fight! Fight! Fight!" The students were shouting around us. Apparently they had been there for a long time shouting but I hadn't been thinking about it.

"Break it up! Break it up!" A prefect yelled as he came and helped Malfoy up. "Is everything ok here?" He then looked at his face. "Who did this? Who were you fighting?" Surprisingly enough Malfoy didn't answer and brushed him off as he walked away. I guess the fact in admitting a girl just beat him up was worse then tattling. "Who ever did this..." The prefect looked around at the students who were gazing at him, "thank you. But that's my opnion so who ever did this watch out because we will be looking for you."

I stood in the crowd and watched him walk away, the last words heard was, "get back to where you belong."

It took no time for people to go back and I sat down next to Hermione after I closed the door. They looked at me like they have never seen someone stand up for themselves.

"Wow! That was great!" Ron said slowly. He went and shook my hand, "good job."

Harry who was very silent spoke, "that was brilliant!"

"I gave him a sock before but that was great!" Hermione chirped in.

For the rest of the ride I had to listen to them rant and rave about what had happened, I sat there and listened to what they had to say. Apparently he hated Harry. Maybe not such a bad person after all. That kind of made me feel a little bad. I hope I didn't knock out all of his teeth.

Once the train stopped we got out and walked to an area where they had carridges and we hopped in to go to the school. It was great to look up at the castle and see that this was where everything would happen. This is where I would have to plan and sneak and work. This year was going to be great.

(A/N I hope you understand that I'm not this character. I'm actually quite friendly! So leave me a comment and if I get enough readers, I will make Rosemary write another log! Have fun! And hope that you don't have someone who is out to get you!)