Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, or any Harry Potter related stuff. Although apart from the Veela and Werewolf attributes Fiona is my own character. Ann belongs to Ann-Marie herself.

– Chapter Two –Fiona's Arrival –

Fiona pulled a piece of her long, silvery white-blonde hair behind her ear, to show the sharp points of her ears, which made her look rather elvish.

"Ann, are we going soon?" The little eleven year old asked her mother/aunt. "I just want to go. It is vairy tiresome to 'ave to stay 'ere but not be able to see anyone. Poor Becca, she does not know what is 'appening, as I cannot give 'er zee real reason. Fleur 'ad to tell 'er you are moving to England, and I 'ave no choice but to go wiz you. I couldn't even tell 'er myself." She shook her head, tears glimmering in her clear green eyes. "I will miss zis place, vairy much."

"I know Fiona, I know. But think, you'll be with me, and my fiancé Ron, and my new friends, at Hogwarts. You'll love it there, it is a wonderful place." Ann comforted. "And I'm sorry you couldn't say goodbye, but as far as everyone knows, you're already gone. A lot of the students recognized Professor Lupin." She nearly spat the name, "For what he is, so they worked out what had happened to you." Fiona nodded sadly.

"I unnerstand. And zis Ron sounds very nice, I am glad you met 'im." Fiona commentated.

"Thanks." She looked up at Beauxbatons giant clock tower. "Fiona, it is time to go to the Portkey now, as you can't apparate." They walked off to Fleur's office.

"'Ello Fiona, Ann." Fleur greeted them. "I will miss you both vairy much." She said, bending down to hug Fiona. "Especially you, ma chère, please write. Here's the Portkey." She said to Ann, holing out a galleon. "Give zis to Fiona once you 'ave used it. Fiona, come 'ere please." Fiona trotted over.

"You need to touch this galleon, just a finger will do, and hold on to your trunk and broom with your other arm, okay. This is a Portkey, it will take us from here to Hogsmeade. From there Professor Dumbledore will have a carriage for us, to take us to Hogwarts." Fiona nodded, gathered her stuff, then touched the galleon.

Fleur watched sadly as her two friends disappeared out of her life.

When Fiona and Ann arrived at Hogsmeade station, Fiona shivered.

"Is it always zis cold 'ere?" She asked Ann plaintively. "I'm so cold."

"No, it isn't always this cold; I forgot to tell you you'd need a cloak. Here." She handed Fiona her cloak, and the little girl wrapped it around herself. "The carriage should be here soon anyway." Just as Ann said that, a carriage rounded the bend. In the distance Fiona noticed a man climb into an identical carriage, which just stayed there. She clambered into the carriage which had parked itself in front of her and Ann, passing up her broom and the trunk full of her belongings. As she sat down, the door of the carriage closed, and they began trundling off in the direction of Hogwarts.

When the carriage finally pulled to a stop, Ann turned to Fiona.

"Fiona, I need you to stay here for a few minutes, there's something I have to do before you come out, alright?" Fiona nodded. Ann got out of the carriage, closing the door behind her. Fiona could only just hear some muffled noises which sounded like talking. After a few minutes Fiona heard Ann say cautiously,

"Ron, I've got something to show you." Fiona took this as her cue to come out. She stepped daintily out of the carriage, noticing the empty one behind them. She was met by Ann and a very tall red-headed man, with lots of freckles.

"'Ello. Vairy nice to meet you." She said politely, while wondering who this man was. It wasn't Professor Dumbledore, for certain, she'd already met him.

"Er – very nice to meet you." The redhead stuttered. "I'm Ron." Fiona looked up at him. "This must be the man who Ann likes." She thought.

"Zat is good; Ann said 'ow much she likes you." Fiona replied, saying the first thing she thought of. Ann blushed scarlet.

"Shall we 'ead up to zee Castle zen?" Fiona's guardian asked. Fiona looked up at her in surprise. Ann nearly always spoke like an Englander, hardly ever with a French accent, or as Fiona considered it, 'normally.'

"Yeah." The Ron man agreed. "Wingardium Leviosa!" Ann's and her luggage floated in the air, Ron controlling it. Fiona was most impressed. "How sweet, he carries her stuff for her." She thought.

"Cool! I vairy much wanted to see zis Castle!" Fiona said out loud.

Ron told her which direction the Castle was in, so she walked off, just slightly ahead of Ann and Ron, who was still levitating the luggage. She could just hear the noise they made whispering to each other, though not any words. "Wow, zis is vairy lovely as School." Fiona commented as they reached the main doors to the Entrance Hall. Ann walked up and opened the door, and the three stepped inside. Fiona was feeling rather nervous. This was the place where she was going to spend most of the next seven years of her life. They were met by Professor Dumbledore, whom Fiona had already met back in France, and a tall, stern, imposing lady who took the luggage off Ron.

"Hello Ann, Fiona." Professor Dumbledore greeted them. Fiona looked up at him shyly, which was rather unusual for her.

"Hi." She heard her aunt say. "Thank you for allowing me to bring Fiona to Hogwarts."

"That's fine Ann. As you know, Hogwarts is the only School Of Magic to allow werewolves, and there has only been one previously." Ann nodded. "And Fiona," Dumbledore continued. "Welcome to Hogwarts. I hope you will be happy here." Fiona got a shock as he spoke to her.

"Zat is vairy nice of you Professor Dumbledore." She said, smiling shyly. "I like ziz 'Ogwarts vairy much already. 'Tis a nice place. "

"That is good." Professor Dumbledore replied. "And I am sure 'Zis 'Ogwarts'" He smiled, "will love 'aving you 'ere." He dropped the accent. "You will be Sorted this afternoon, Professor McGonagall will explain later," He motioned to the stern, imposing lady. Fiona wondered what on earth 'Sorting' was, and if it was painful. Dumbledore continued speaking. "And apart from Ann and her friends, you will have a mentor here at Hogwarts." He made another hand motion and someone stepped forward.

Fiona got such a shock as Professor Lupin stepped forwards out of the shadows behind Dumbledore, looking tired and ill. He'd been by far her favourite teacher at Beauxbatons. Fiona smiled merrily and was about to wave and say hello, when she heard her aunt snarl,

"Him!" and thought better of it for the moment.

"Yes, me." Lupin stated simply. "Who better than to teach Fiona how to be a werewolf and manage it, especially at school, than the only werewolf ever to have passed through a school of magic?" He smiled wryly.

"Alright." Ann said reluctantly. "I guess it'll be okay then." Fiona saw Ron smile behind Ann.

"Zis is okay." She assured her aunt. "Professor Lupin is vairy funny!" She added, thinking of all the times he'd made her class laugh. She saw Ann grudgingly nod her consent, and resisted the urge to hug her, thinking it wouldn't go well right then. She smiled at Professor Lupin.

"Fiona, lunch is starting. Why don't you and Remus go and join the rest of the School?" Albus suggested. Fiona saw him mutter something to Professor Lupin, but she was swept up in a hug from Ann before she could ask about it.

"Bye Ann, Ron, Professor Dumbledore, Professor… McGonagall?" She guessed the last one. The stern lady nodded. Then Fiona followed Remus out of the room.

Once they were outside the Entrance Hall, Remus turned to Fiona.

"Hi Fiona." He said quietly. "I didn't get a chance to talk to you before. I am so, so sorry about what I did to you, I - " he stopped talking when Fiona pelted herself at him and hugged him.

"It is okay, really. Did Fleur, uh, 'Eadmistress Delacour, give you my message?" She let go.

"Yes, she did, and thank you." He smiled. "It was probably the nicest thing anyone had ever said to me, especially considering the circumstances. Now Fiona, are there any questions you have that Professor Dumbledore didn't explain?"

"Yes, and you can call me Fi if you want to." She replied.

"Okay, what do you want to know? And you can call me 'Remus' rather than 'Professor Lupin' if I'm not your teacher at that moment, since I'm the one who'll be looking after you."

"I wanted to know about zis 'Sorting?'" She asked. "What 'appens?"

"Well, Hogwarts has four different Houses you can be sorted into, Ravenclaw, Hufflepuff, Gryffindor, and Slytherin. Each house has its own dormitories, common room, colour, and characteristics. You get sorted by having the Sorting Hat placed on you head, it will… talk… to you, in a way, and you can talk back to it. It will decide what House you will be in. Does that explain it enough? While you're here, your House will be like your family."

"Okay, thanks."

"Also, Professor Dumbledore has told me that you cannot tell the students that you are a werewolf, or a part-Veela." He ordered.

"Why not?" Fiona inquired. "Where is zee problem?"

"Well, werewolves aren't banned here like they are in France, but they aren't… well liked… to put it one way, and if you told someone and they told their parents, their parents could complain to the School, and it would probably result in you being thrown out." He stated. "So it isn't a good idea. And the other students might dislike you or be wary of you if they learnt you were part Veela. If anyone asks why you've transferred from Beauxbatons, you're to tell them that you're an exchange student, and Ann is your parent, so you've switched here."

"Oh, okay. I can do zat, I zink." She said seriously. "So are we going to lunch?" She said, remembering Dumbledore had mentioned food.

"Yeah, we will."

"Do I 'ave to go in zere by myself?" She asked shakily, unusually nervous. "I don't want to go in zere by myself, I won't know anyone."

"Well," Remus said, thinking quickly, "I'll come and stay with you, and if anyone asks, you're new and you weren't sure what to do, so I'm here to help you out on your first day since you only just arrived, okay?"

"Thank you." Fiona said gratefully. She always went to great lengths to pronounce 'thank you,' because even she thought 'zank you' sounded really silly. "I'd appreciate zat." She smiled.

"Alright then, but you must call me 'Professor Lupin' around the students." He warned. "And no telling them what you are."

They entered the Great Hall. Students looked up everywhere to see the interloper.

"Zere is so many of zem!" Fiona whispered to Remus. "And zey are all looking at me."

"I know." He responded. "The sooner you sit, the sooner they'll quit staring. Where do you want to sit?" He asked hurriedly.

"Ah, um, over there." She said, tilting her head towards the Ravenclaw table. Lupin groaned inwardly, he'd been hoping for the Gryffindors. "Most of them are reading, hopefully they'll be too immersed in their books to talk to me much. And if they do, I love books, so maybe we'll have something in common!" Fiona walked over to the Ravenclaw table, seemingly casual, but really very nervous. Professor Lupin remembered how shocked he was when he first began teaching Fiona at Beauxbatons. He'd expected her to be rather air-headed, then she'd surprised him by being highly intelligent, a studious pupil, and that she read almost continuously. He smiled to himself. And she chose to sir with the Ravenclaws, without even knowing their house trait. He followed her over to the Ravenclaw table.

"May we sit here?" Professor Lupin asked a student, indicating the spare place beside her. She jumped at suddenly seeing him standing next to her.

"Sure." She replied. The girl looked to be of Oriental descent, and was reading a book about Werewolves. Fiona opened her mouth to ask about the book, but was quelled by a look from Remus. "Sure, you can sit here." The girl continued warily. "But shouldn't you sit at the Staff table? You're definitely not a student." She said decidedly.

"I know that. This is a new girl, her name is Fiona. She's just transferred from Beauxbatons because her family moved to England." He explained.

"Oh. Yeah, sure, you can both sit here." She said, moving over to create more space. Professor Lupin sat down, and Fiona sat down in between him and the girl.

"'Ello, my name's Fiona." She greeted the girl, who looked to be in first year.

"Oh, I'm Arnya." The girl replied. "Nice to meet you. Pity you had to move, it must have been really hard on you." The girl sympathized. "Why'd your family move?" Fiona glanced at Lupin.

"My aunt decided to move here, so I had to come too." She lied. The girl gave her a weird look.

"Why'd you move if your aunt moved? What about your parents?"

"Zey, zey died when I was a toddler." Fiona replied sadly. Arnya looked stricken. "I've lived with my aunt ever since, she's like a muzzer (mother) to me."

"Oh, I'm so sorry." Arnya replied. "I shouldn't have asked."

"No, no it's okay." Fiona reassured the girl, helping herself to some pumpkin pasties that were on the table.

"Have you been Sorted yet, or are you jut here temporarily?" Arnya asked curiously.

"I 'aven't been Sorted yet." Fiona answered.

"Oh, I hope you're in Ravenclaw!" The girl said cheerfully. "Hey, I have to go; I have to get a book for an assignment. I'll see you around." The girl got up and left the Hall. Fiona looked at Lupin, who seemed a bit uncomfortable being in a crowd of students.

"You did very well then." He accredited. "Look's like you've made a friend." He smiled. "Come on, lunch is nearly over, you'll be Sorted soon. It's a weekend, so students will just be wandering around. I'll give you a quick tour of the School."

A short time after lunch, Remus led Fiona back to the Great Hall, after having shown her the basics of Hogwarts, and the Kitchen, which wasn't really included as a 'basic' point of knowledge.

"Okay, when you go into the Hall, walk down the centre aisle between the four long tables, and sit up on the stool. Did you see where all the teachers where sitting at lunch?" Fiona nodded. "The stool will be just infront of the Main table. Good luck!"

"Thanks Remus." She replied. Straightening her shoulders, she walked in through the doors. Remus couldn't help but notice she looked extremely nervous. He walked in and joined Ann, Ron, Draco, Hermione, Ginny and Harry, who were standing towards the back of the students who were milling around. Fiona walked daintily up the centre aisle. Lupin could see the girl they'd met at lunch, Arnya, in the crowd, watching hopefully. Fiona nervously sat down on the three legged stool. Even from where he was standing he could see her hand tremble slightly, and her lip quiver.

Fiona surveyed the students that were milling around to watch her Sorting. She glimpsed Arnya in the crowd, and saw Ann, Remus, Hermione, Ron, and some other adults standing around at the back, watching intently. Then the stern lady Fiona had met before… Professor McGonagall, she remembered, came and placed the hat on Fiona's head, causing her long, straight, silvery white-blonde hair to swish behind her.

From where he was, Remus frowned slightly as he was certain he heard a boy in the crowd sigh when Fiona's hair flicked. He could see the same troubled expression on Ann's face.

Up on the stool, the Sorting Hat covering her eyes, Fiona heard a voice in her head.

"So… a new student part-way in the year." The voice croaked. "Now where to place you… there's bravery there, certainly, and a will to go on no matter what… yet such a thirst for knowledge, and a great love of books…" The hat mused. "You have only two choices, Ravenclaw or Gryffindor. Do you have any particular wish?" The Hat asked, unusually giving the student a chance to give it's opinion. A memory of Arnya saying 'Oh, I hope you're in Ravenclaw!' floated to the top of Fiona's mind. "Well then!" The Hat suddenly told her. "I guess that decides it, since you yourself are unsure. Looks like you're in RAVENCLAW!" The Sorting hat shouted the House name out to the crowd, and cheers broke out amongst the students.

Professor McGonagall removed the Hat, and Fiona could see that Hermione looked ecstatic, Ann was smiling broadly, Remus was smiling, Ron was grinning, the tall young man next to Ron with the dark hair looked happy but slightly crestfallen, as did the tall blonde man standing next to Hermione, and a pretty red-headed lady, who looked to be related to Ron, was smiling softly. Fiona's eyes caught Arnya standing in the crowd, who was waving.

With the Hat taken off her head, Fiona jumped off the stool and ran down to hug her aunt and Hermione. She went to hug Remus, but seeing the look Ann gave him, not a nasty look, just a look of warning and distrust, she stopped herself, and just smiled happily at him. Remus nodded to show he understood. She was then introduced to the other people around Ann.

"Fiona, here are some people I'd like you to meet." Ann said to her. "This is Harry." She said, indicating the tall, dark-haired man Fiona had noticed earlier.

"Hi." Harry said, smiling. "Pity you're not in my House, Gryffindor, but oh well!" He said cheerfully. "Congratulations." He ran a hand through his hair, and Fiona caught sight of a scar on his forehead.

"Are you, 'Arry Potter?" She asked incredulously.

"Yup." Harry replied. "The one and only."

"And this," Ann continued, motioning to the tall blonde man who was standing next to Hermione, "is Draco, Hermione's new husband."

"Hello." Draco said, smiling. "I hope you enjoy being at Hogwarts."

"I 'ope so too!" Fiona replied jokingly. "If you are married to 'Ermione, do you want me to call you 'Uncle Draco' or anyzing? Because I normally just call 'Ermione my aunt, rarzzer (rather) zan go into all zee uzzer complicated details." Draco shook his head.

"No, just Draco is fine. You'll have to call me Professor Malfoy if I'm teaching you though."

"And you'd have to call me Professor Potter." Harry cut in.

"Fiona, when they're teaching, Draco is 'Professor Malfoy,' Hermione is 'Professor Granger,' Harry is 'Professor Potter,' Ron is 'Professor Weasley.'" Ann explained. "And this," she said, indicating the red-headed lady that Fiona had thought may be related to Ron, "is Ginny."

"Also known as 'Professor Weasley.'" Ginny cut in. "Ron's my brother, so we have the same last name." She explained. "Pleased to meet you Fiona." She said politely, nodding and smiling.

"It is vairy nice to meet you all." Fiona replied.

"Well, it's good that you've met Ann's friends," said an amused voice, "but you need to go and see your Common Room."

"'Ello Professor Dumbledore." Fiona said, turning around.

"Remus, Hermione, will you take her to the Ravenclaw Common Room please?" They nodded. "Make sure you explain things, and that she knows which her dormitory is."

"Dormitory? We don't 'ave rooms?" Fiona exclaimed, sounding slightly scandalized.

"No." Dumbledore said gently. "There are a lot more students here than at Beauxbatons, so we have dormitories instead of rooms. Will there be a problem?" He asked.

"Non, I mean, no, not at all, I just got a bit of a surprise." Fiona replied.

"Can she be in my dormitory?" A voice piped up. "Please?" Everyone whipped around to see Arnya standing behind them, looking extremely nervous to be under the sight of so many of her teachers, and the Headmaster.

"That should be fine." Professor Dumbledore replied, nodding. Excusing themselves, Hermione, Fiona, Arnya, and Remus all walked off, heading in the direction of the Ravenclaw Common Room.

This was how Hogwarts gained its second werewolf, another of its few French students, and it's first part-Veela attendant.

(A/N: I hope you liked this chapter! If some of this sounds really familiar, chunks of dialogue were taken out of Chapter 10 in my other story 'Messing With Ron's Mind,' since this story sort of mutated from that one. Please review!)