Harry and I leaned casually against the wall between platforms 9 and 10. Once through, I told him how I had read the letter over his shoulder and how I thought that a Horcrux might have been in my house.

"Weird. The only one Voldemort every feared has a granddaughter whose house might hold something Voldemort really wants."

"That is weird," I said as we climbed onto the scarlet steam engine known as the Hogwarts Express. We found the compartment were Ron and Hermione was. When we slid open the door a red-headed girl threw her arms around Harry's neck. "Harry!"

"Ginny get off him before you choke him," Ron said. I entered the compartment and took the seat next to the window across from Hermione. Ginny sat beside me with Harry next to her. We rode in silence for a few minutes. A little bit later the compartment door slid open and a blonde boy came in.

"Harry Potter is going back to school? God, who would have thought that after the rumors I've heard."

"What rumors?" Ron said, standing.

"The rumors that say that the great Harry Potter went into hiding."

"I did not go into hiding, unlike your father, Malfoy."

"You're Lucious Malfoy's son?" I heard myself say.

"Yeah, and you are?"

"Kristian. I'm Albus Dumbledore's granddaughter."

He snorted with laughter. "This is great. Harry Potter and Dumbldore's granddaughter together." He laughed again.

"I am not with Harry. He's with Ginny." I say gesturing to the girl I had only met seconds before.

"Really?"

"Yes really."

"Well, then, who are you with? Can't beWeasel-bee, because he's already taken Granger."

"James Beck," I say making up a name I've never even heard of before.

"Who?"

"A guy at my oldschool."

"Malfoy, does it make you feel good when you pcik with the new students?" Hermione asked.

"Shut up, mudblood."

My hand found his right cheek very easily and it left a little red mark for him to remember me by.

"How dare you!" I yelled.

He stumbled back from the surprise of the slap and the blow of it. He fell into the corridor and knocked down a mousy-looking boy who yelped from the fall. "Neville!" Hermione and Ginny cried in unison. All three of usgirls ran out into the corridor to help him. Malfoy jumped and ran to his compartment, his cheek still looked as if it was on fire. Serves him right!We pulled Neville to his feet and helped him into our compartment. Harry stood up so that Neville could have a seat.

"Are you all right?" I ask slowly.

"Yeah," he said. "Who are you?"

"Kristian,I'm Dumbledore's granddaughter."

"Really?"

"Yes."

We rode in silence for a little while. When we pulled into the station at Hogsmeade a faint smile flitted across Harry's lips. He was home.