After a full breakfast (Mrs. Weasley kept insisting on seconds and thirds for everyone), Renae headed off to Madam Milkin's Robes for All Occasions with Harry, Ron, and Hermione. They had figured that they should get the basics for Renae before they went and got everyone else's.

"Good heavens! Do you all need new robes?" Madam Milkin gasped as they entered the shop.

"No, just her," Ron said, pushing Renae forward.

"First time to Hogwarts, dear?" she asked as she pulled a large robe over Renae's head. "You look a little old for first year."

"I've been home-schooled for the past five years," Renae explained as Madam Milkin pinned the robe to the correct places. "I'm starting my sixth year."

"I see…" she said through a mouthful of pins.

Renae thanked the girls in the shop and walked out with her bag of new robes. Once outside, the four went over the checklist.

"Wand? Cauldron? Scales? Owl?" Hermione asked.

"Already got it all," Renae said. "I just need my books."

They proceeded to Flourish and Blotts for their books. Renae was taking the same classes as Harry and Ron, so they picked up three copies of each book.

"Okay then…" Harry said, checking the books collected so far. "We've got The Standard Book of Spells, Grade Six and for Renae, Unfogging the Future and- oh no, not again- The Monster Book of Monsters. Don't tell me you need that too?"

"Obviously, since it's on my list," Renae laughed.

"Did somebody need The Monster Book of Monsters?" the man at the counter asked.

"Yeah, I do," Renae said.

"Finally, we can get rid of the last one," he said, pulling a book from a shelf behind him and handing it to her. "This one's very well trained. He's been here for almost three years now."

The furry book cuddled up to Renae's arm and purred. It was almost cute. As she paced around the shelves with her book, Harry, Ron, and Hermione got the rest of Renae's books. They paid for their purchases and stopped over at Quality Quidditch Supplies. Renae went to the Broom Care section and grabbed a jar of Fleetwood's High-Finish Handle Polish. As she strolled over to the apparel section, she was immediately drawn to a set of Italy Quidditch robes. The Venice Vipers were one of her favorite teams. Her father had played Beater for them when he was 24. When the team didn't make it to the Quidditch World Cup for the 50th time, he decided to quit. Renae hoped to play for them one day, and to take on her father's dream of helping win the cup. She held back a tear as she pictured the name Cantera on the back of the black robes for the second time. She ran her finger over the double V in green letters on the back. She had to make the team this year… Even if this was only a school team, she had to keep playing. Quidditch was the only part of her father left in her life. If she didn't hold on to it, she would lose him forever.

As a tear slipped from her eye, she felt a hand close over her shoulder. She wiped her eyes and croaked "What do you want?"

"Now what would a gorgeous girl like you be crying about, especially in a Quidditch shop?" said a soft voice.

Renae turned around and found herself inches from a tall boy with white-blonde hair and gray eyes. He lifted her chin and smiled.

"Now tell me," he said. "What could possibly be the matter with you?"

Another tear ran down her cheek. Renae closed her eyes and bit her lip. He wiped her eye and lifted her chin again.

BOOM!

"Hands off her, Malfoy!"

Harry had his wand on the boy. Slowly, he turned around and smirked.

"Well, if it isn't Scarhead, the Mudblood, and the orphan," he chuckled. "Excellent."

"Get away from Renae," Harry said, his voice trembling.

"Oh, Renae is it?" he said as he put his arm around her. "Striking name. Well, she was just about to tell me why she's tearing up. Or, maybe, you can tell me?"

Harry's arm dropped. He, Ron, and Hermione stared at her compassionately. Finally, Renae burst out sobbing and ran over to Ron. She fell into his arms and started crying into his shoulder. He kissed her cheek and patted her on the back as he tried to calm her.

"'Nae, its okay," he whispered. "Let's go get some ice cream or something. We can talk about it."

"Ron, I don't think she wants to-"

"No, it's alright Hermione," Renae said, wiping her face. "You guys should know…"

Renae, Ron, Hermione, and Harry slowly exited Quality Quidditch Supplies. Renae leaned on Ron's side with his arm around her. She looked back and saw Malfoy picking up a set of Venice Vipers robes. He checked the tag and headed over to the counter. Renae narrowed her eyes, but shrugged it off.

Who knows…

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Shadray- lol. Thanx babe for the 2 whole reviews! Yay! And, just so ya know, Renae is actually based on me. Yea. Haha… Cantera is my Italian last name. so yea. Woot. And I get so many chapters in because ive written these already for another website. Woot. So thanx!