(A/N: Ok hello, yes again my readers! Ok I'm sorry but I have copyed word by word a quote form Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone, for the first year experiance yet again. AND I'm pleased to tell all of you that this chapter is amazingly long! But sorry if my next part is shrot. XD ok hve a nice read!)
"Oh my god you have an owl?" Cassie said as Hedwig raped on the window. Harry went to the widow and let her in.
"Yeah her name is Hedwig; I got her last summer." Harry said.
"She is beautiful, can I pet her?" Cassie asked looking at the snowy owl.
"If she lets you." Harry said. He put her on one of the small posts on his bed Cassandra walked over and reached her hand down to pet her. Hedwig let out a small hoot as she reached her head out to examine the hand coming toward her.
Hedwig's feathers felt like a soft silk under Cassie's fingers. It was the most heavily feeling she had felt other then the magic she has forced her self to learn.
"Her feathers feel like magic…" Cassandra whispered to her self. Though it was not intended for Harry to hear her do so.
"What did you say?" Harry said.
"Oh nothing." Cassie smiled.
"Now both I and you know that's not true." Harry said as he sat on his bed.
"Ah well Mr. Potter your smart. What did you think I said?" Cassie teased yet again.
Harry had not see the stick that was stinking out of Cassandra's back pocket till she walked past him to sit on the other side of him on the bed.
"What is that?" He said pointing to her pocket.
"My butt." She said.
"No not that, that?" Harry said, blushing a bit.
"Oh, this?" She said as she pulled out the wooden stick.
'Is that a wand?' Harry thought.
"A Holly wood and dragon heartstring, twelve inch wand, yeah." Cassie said.
Harry was dumbfounded. He thought that she was a muggle, he would have known if she had gotten her letter, right?
"H-how?" Harry asked.
"I had found one of your letters when you were first informed on being a wizard. My dad only told me that my mother was a witch a few days before my 11th birthday. But I never go my letter. So I almost gave up hope on the whole being a witch thing but then last year I found my moms old Hogwarts trunk and started teaching my self the trade of magic." Cassie said. Harry was stunted. He thought that muggles could not learn magic.
"So if your mom went to Hogwarts why aren't you a witch? Or go to Hogwarts?" Harry asked.
"I don't know." Cassandra said. "But I don't really care. Because unlike you I can do magic anytime I want." She laughed.
"Don you know anything of the Wizarding World?" Harry asked.
"Only form what I read in the school books." Cassie said.
"Do you know about Quidditch?"
"Yes, my mom was a seeker in third year." Cassie said. "I was going to teach my self to use my mothers broom but it won't let me."
Harry chuckled at this a bit. "Yeah I know lame right." Cassie said.
"No just funny." Harry said.
"So how is Hogwarts anyway? My mom had this scarp book and it has things about Hogwarts and things but it's not like the real thing, you know?" Cassandra said.
"Hogwarts is one of the best places in our world. It's wicked." Harry said.
"I want to go there so bad. I've heard so maybe things about it and the head master seems so nice and like a very important guy." Cassie said and finished with a sigh. Harry could see the desperate look in her eyes and the longing to going to Hogwarts.
"How much have you learned?" Harry asked.
"All things that a first and second year know. Magic is so much harder then I thought." Cassandra said.
"So that's how you opened my door." Harry said.
"Yeah." Cassie laughed.
The conversation dwelled on small talk and about all sorts of things. Cassandra had missed the talks she had with Harry and being with him seemed right. He was like a younger but big brother to her.
There was a knock on the door. "Harry its time for dinner." His aunt said. Both Harry and Cassie knew that dinner was 'Harry make us something to eat or you'll not eat for a week' in the most polite manner because Cassandra was there.
"Well Harry I had a lovely time, till the next time we meet." Cassie said in the most dramatic way. She got off the bed and opened the window.
"What are you doing?" Harry asked.
"Going home." Cassie said off handedly. She swung her legs over the sill, waved to Harry, and jumped the feet to the ground. There she picked up the cloak she summoned to be there and rapped it around her before she ran to the back fence and jumped of it with her cloak making a swish sound behind her. As the light wind for a warm rainless summer stared to pick up.
Meanwhile
"Are you sure the girl's ready?" A Minerva McGonagall asked the greater powered wizard that was Albus Dumbledore.
"Minerva, when have I been wrong?" He asked his fellow staff member.
"Yes but-" She was interrupted by Albus.
"Minerva, I ensure you that I am doing the right thing." He reassured her.
"Yes." McGonagall said.
"Tell her by owl on her 13th birthday, saying that she is to attend Hogwarts."
"I will"
The time flew by quickly. And indeed Cassandra and Harry did not see each other till some time later.
"Excuse me is this compartment free for another?" A Black haired cat like yellowish green eyed girl asked.
"Yes-" Harry said as he looked up form a chocolate frog he was going to open. "CASSANDRA?" Harry nearly screamed, ok he did scream.
"Harry!" They exchanged a hug and the bushy haired girl, named Hermione, and the red head, Ron, looked at Harry and this girl Cassandra weird.
"Ahem." Cassie said as she saw the looks she was getting from, she could only get was his friends.
"Oh guys this is Cassandra Myers,-" Harry started.
"Call me Cassie." Cassandra cut in.
"Yes and Cassie this is Ron Weasley and Hermione Granger." Harry said proudly like they were some form of trophies, Cassie could tell they had a strong bond that they shared.
"Well Mr. Weasley and Miss Granger it is an honor to meet such accomplished students as your selves." Cassie said as she extended a hand.
"I like her already." Hermione said, obviously because Cassie was polite.
"As do I but for different reasons 'Moine." Ron said looking a Cassie.
"RON!" Hermione glared. "You barley know the girl for two seconds and your already want her, you sound like Malfoy." She hissed the last part, practically.
"Um so can I sit with you guys?" Cassie asked dismissing the small incident.
"Yes." All three said. Some more eager then others.
Just as Cassie was about to sit down she felt a small pat on her behind. Her body tensed and she wiped around.
"I was right she was attractive." A sinister sounding male said to two larger ones.
"I would very much like it if you would not treat a person that you don't even know like that, and who is my butt patting friend?" Cassie directed the question to Harry and his two friends but the blonde answered.
"I would be a Malfoy. Draco Malfoy." Draco said.
"Oh well Mr. Malfoy, if you would please the next time give me head up on the butt patting instead of, what's the word, being a prat." Cassie said as she switched form her New York accent to her born English one. And with that shut the door on him. "Also I'm shutting the door on your beautiful face." She said as she did it.
All four of them laughed their heads off as they heard Malfoy leave the front of there compartment.
"That was WICKED!" Ron said in between laughs.
"If I must insult at least be polite when doing so, my father taught me that." Cassandra said.
They sat down finally and Hermione and Cassie got into a conversation over Hogwarts: A History, while Ron tried to tell Cassie about the finer points of Quidditch.
They rounded what Hermione said was the last corner to where the train would stop. Cassie was dressed in a pair of tight lei jeans and a nice black off the shoulder shirt and her home made cloak. She looked like a muggle tying to fit in, which was true, that's what she was doing.
She was almost pushed off the train by Hermione and Ron, claming to want to get a good carriage. Cassie was soon greeted by a very large man dressed in loads of furs and strong material. He said his name was Hagrid but because of the strong accent she had to ask him at least three times more what it was. She had gone to a international school, filled mostly with Americans, so she was not used to her own tongue if you will.
So she followed this large man to a lake where there were boats and many a scared children. The looked not two years younger then her. They seemed just as nervous and curious as she.
Cassandra got into one of the boats that had three small looking soon to be student. The water that was as black as night, glistened and lapped against the boats sides splashing into the boat sometimes. It felt cold as the warm summer heat seamed to just be ripped out of the sky replaced with hard cold winds. The clouds were thick and seemed to be filled to brink with rain but never poured a drop.
Walking up the marble stairs to the Great Hall was a long one. And when Cassandra saw the strict looking prissy woman she didn't find Hogwarts as thrilling. She, Minerva made the same speech she made every year.
"Welcome to Hogwarts," McGonagall said. "The start-of-term banquet will begin shortly, but before you take your seats in the Great Hall, you will be sorted into your house. The Sorting is a very big important ceremony because, while your are here, your house will be something like your family within Hogwarts. You will have lasses with the rest of your house, sleep with your house dormitory, and spend free time in your house common room.
"The four houses are called Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw, and Slytherin. Each house has its own noble history and each has produced outstanding witches and wizards. While you are at Hogwarts, your triumphs will earn your house points, while any rules breaking will lose house points. At the end of the year, the house with the most is awarded the house cup, a great honor. I hope each of you will be a credit to whichever house becomes yours.
"The Sorting Ceremony will take place in a few minutes in front of the rest of the school. I suggest you all smarten your selves up a much as you can while you are waiting." She finally finished.
Cassie like many others straightened them selves up as much as possible and make them selves look presentable.
The time had finally come, they had walked in front of the hole school and were now being called up one by one to be sat on a three legged stool and placed into a house.
"Myers, Cassandra." Minerva said in a cool crisp voice, interrupting Cassie's nervous thoughts.
As Cassandra made her way to the small looking stool she felt all eyes on here. Maybe it was they knew she was new and in third year, maybe it was that she was wearing a silver tined black cloak that was hand made, maybe it was that she was another first years in their eyes. Whatever it was it was it felt like the hole world knew ever thing about her, and for a girl that likes to keep things to her self it was not a good feeling.
The hat was placed on her head.
'Aw this is strange, never encountered this before, A muggle in the mist of magical kind. But you are not an ordinary muggle, you have taught your self magic which means you are smart, Ravenclaw perhaps? No. Your strong and heart and are a courageous one. A good quality in Slytherin or Gryffindor. But you have had blood in Gryffindor so I declare you be in-' "GRYFFINDOR!"
Ok as you see Cassie, the star of your Harry Potter story has just jumped into the world of Hogwarts. Hope you liked.