Author's notes - The main character of Abby is my own, however, I have borrowed some great characters from the Harry Potter series written by JK Rowling. I am basing my story on her series background, however, please excuse any errors as I have taken liberties in order to make this story my own.

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Abby watched, as one by one, her loved ones disappeared into a solid wall. Mrs. Weasley and baby Jennifer, then Ron, his brother Bill and his father passed through followed by the Lupin family and Fred and his family. Finally it was just Harry and Abby standing on the platform.

"It's no big thing, Abs. Just hold my hand, shut your eyes and I'll pull you through." Harry stated. Over the past two weeks, Abby had been trying to get used to her magical side, however, some things still where giving her trouble, like walking through solid walls. Harry at first thought to just floo from her home outside Hogsmeade and walk to the castle, but with the new Malfoy school being built in the vicinity, they did not want any one out in small groups where they could be attacked. Besides, Abby seemed to think it 'cute' that they arrive to school on the train, like the rest of the first years.

As this was Abby's official first year at Hogwarts, Abby would still have to participate in some of the 'first year' rituals, like the house sorting. However, due to her age, Headmistress McGonagall had decided that Abby's class schedule would be much different. She would attend classes privately with each of the professors, in order to bring her up to the level of other students her age, in a quicker fashion. She would also not be rooming with her fellow students. This was due to the fact of her engagement to Harry. Within one month's time, they would be wed. She would room in Harry's quarters, in the meantime, Harry would stay in Sirius' quarters in the guestroom.

Harry pulled her through the wall onto platform 9 ¾. She opened her eyes to view the giant steam engine in front of her, the Hogwarts Express. The engine itself was the same one, which had pulled Harry to school for so many years. The compartments were all new, having been replaced after the explosion. It was one of the first horrible attacks on the school during the War. The Death Eaters had placed a bomb on the train, like a Muggle terrorist would. It was something the Ministry had not thought about. They had protected the train against so many different magical curses. They never thought the DE would sink to using a method used by something they hated so much, Muggles.

They even killed some of their own, as several of their children died in the explosion. They did not want anyone to become suspicious about their children not being on the train. Eleven Gryffindor, seven Slytherin, sixteen Hufflepuff, and four Ravenclaw died that night, along with several instructors and aurors. After that night, the sorting hat was still used, to separate the students into their houses, however, it was mainly just for protocol for things such as Quidditch teams, and class scheduling. After that night the school was banded together as one, even the Slytherins. After seeing how heartless their parents could be, the children had turned against their DE parents, and fought with their classmates during the war.

"It's a shame Hermoine isn't here. I would have liked to had time to visit with her," Abby stated as they settled into their seats. "After everything you have told me about her, and with what I read in the book, I feel as though I have known her forever. I am sure we will be great friends."

"I'm positive you will be. Moine is great. She can be a bit bossy now and then, but its not all that bad. She always has your best interests at heart. It figures that she would already be set up at school, a full week in advance. 'Course she would need to arrive early so she could clean up her quarters. Imagine, living in the old bat's lair. Of course, it's only fitting as she was the one who was able to break through his wards. But I can't actually dream of having to sleep in his bedroom. Ugh, I hope she has the house elves at least set up a new bed." Harry shuddered. "She won't have to worry about me coming down there to visit. I've moved the whole Potions lab and classroom to the first floor, to be closer to the new Hospital wing."

"So much of the castle had to be rebuilt, after the last battle. Even with using the Muarder's map as a building guide, it is hard to tell if we have everything back. Plus, with some of the changes we made for security, we weren't able to repair everything. The chamber of secrets will never be seen again. I personally won't miss it!" Harry smiled.

"Just so long as there is room enough for me and you, I'll be happy," Abby stated as she scooted closer to Harry, wrapping her arms around his neck. She pulled him into a soft embrace and they kissed softly.

"I love you wife-to-be." Harry stated, staring into Abby's eyes.

"I love you, husband-to-be." Abby replied. "Now, since I know Professor McGonagall won't allow you any overnight visits until our wedding, let's make this train ride a lasting one."

Harry's reply was a wicked grin, as he pulled the blinds on the windowed door and placed a silencing spell on the bunk allowing them to hear outside, but no one else in. He pulled the seats out into a bed and pulled Abby down with him. Soon the rhythm of the train guided the rhythm of their lovemaking.

Several hours later, they where awakened by a soft knock at their door. "Harry, the train will be arriving at the school in a short while. I imagine Abby may need to refresh herself before we arrive," came Amelia's soft warning through the door.

Abby looked to the door mortified. She was sure harry had placed a silencing spell on the door. Harry saw her look and laughed. "Don't worry honey. Amelia will warn all the couples of the arrival. Two years ago, when she and Remus rode the train to school shortly after their elopement, she arrived in a quite a disheveled way. McGonagall was in a fit. However, when the twins came along nine months later, all was forgiven."

Abby laughed at this, as she dressed and gathered her trucks together. Harry would be taking her things to the castle, as she would be boating across the lake, like the rest of the first years. Harry told her that her first memory of the castle would always be the most meaningful. She felt it was only fitting to see it the same way he did.

Following Hagrid and his brother Grawp to the lakeside, she turned to wave at Harry as he climbed into the coach, which would take him home. Then Grawp assisted her into the boat she would share with another first year. He placed the trembling youth into the front of the boat next to her before climbing into the back. Their boat was certainly the largest, twice as long as Hagrid's. It pulled out first, leading the way to the opposite shore.

Abby peered out over the water, waiting for her first glimpse of her new home. Abby knew that she had several new houses, including the Manor and her mother's cottage, however, the castle was already beginning to feel like home in heart, even though she had yet to spend the night there. As she looked to the horizon, she felt a tug on her sleeve.

"'xuse me, Miss. Are you one of the instructors at the school?" Abby shook her head, "No" as she looked down at the child sitting next to her. The small girl could not have been the required eleven years old. Her big, dark brown eyes peeked out from under her shaggy too long bangs. She pushed the black mass of thick curls out of her way. She resembled someone Abby had seen before, and it took just a moment until she realized whom.

"My name is Samantha Prince, but you can call me Sam," the little girl announced, "Today is my eleventh birthday. This is my first year here."

"Happy birthday," Abby stated, looking at the girl closely. "My name is Abbigail, but you can call me Abby."

"Are you my protection?" the little girl asked.

"I'm not sure what you mean" Abby responded.

"Professor McGonagall told my mother I would be under protection here, being as my uncle is Severus Snape. So many people hate our family because of what he did. I just assumed since you are so much older and you aren't an instructor, that you would be my protector." Sam looked up at Abby with tears in her eyes.

Pulling the girl close, Abby tried to comfort her, "I'm just a student here, same as you, but I will do my best to make sure no one harms you. This is actually my first year too. I just learned about the magical world, in fact, since I just picked up a wand for the first time a few days ago, I may need your protection." Abby told the girl, trying to make her smile.

The little girl looked at Abby in such amazement that she had to laugh. "You didn't know about magic? I couldn't imagine my world without it. If you promise to protect me from bullies, then I promise to help you learn magic."

"That is a deal," Abby stated. They had just shook hands when Grawp caught their attention. He motioned for both of them to look forward. Appearing over the edge of the horizon, shining back onto the waters, was the castle. It was the most beautiful thing she had ever seen. Tears ran down silent paths across her face, as she very the majesty of the site. She turned her face to see tears trailing down Sam's face as well, and she was not even surprised when Grawp wiped his massive hand across his own eyes. It was a wonderful moment, when they all first noted that they where home.

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I can't believe that I have completed my tenth chapter already, and that I still have people reading. This has been so much fun and I hope all of you stay with me until the end. I really am hurt though that no one is reviewing me. It only takes a few seconds to do.

If anyone here is new and is looking for some more good stories, please check out the stories by Michmak, Humanity74, amishgirl, snarkyroxy and jessica arbukle. I guarantee you that you will NOT be disappointed. Humanity got me started in this, so I would recommend starting with her story, the torch and the tempest first and then the road less travelled . Michmak has become my other favorite writer. If you want to read something really amazing, read a Heart with No Companion. I would recommend you read her Fruit Loop story afterward, you will need it.