A/N: Unfortunately, I had to delete my livejournal because some people were being horrible and putting really mean comments (with the r word and the f word, and they said to 'kill myself', which is a bad thing to say even if your joking, because some people actually do that) and saying mean things about my sister and myself. So if you are the one who did that, think about how bad it was, and I hope you feel sorry. If you do, I'll forgive you, just don't anybody do it again please, because it's really mean. And ha ha very funny (not), I still really want to know what crossovers (if any at all) NICE reveiewers want to see. Thank you!

Andrea sat in the common room that night, her thoughs far away. Harry and Ron were playing wizard chess and Ron and Hermione were watching.

"What's wrong, Drae?" asked Crow, concerned. "You seem kind of out of it."

"I am, a little." She smiled. "I'm just thinking of this really sweet girl I met today."

All of them stopped their game to listen to her. "What was her name?" asked Hermione.

"Her name was Ionia." Said Andrea. "And some older boys (like dRaco Malfoy) are stealing her things and generally causing trouble for her."

"Oh wow, that's bad," said Harry sympathetically. "I can't believe anyone is that cruel sometimes."

"I know, me neither." Signed Andrea. "I feel so sorry for her, and she's only a first year. It was hard for me and Crow to get used to the castle and all the classes: now imageine if we were five years younger and getting beat up!" she frowned in anger.

"I just wish there was something we could do," said Ron.

"There is, we can tell Malfoy when we see him again," said Andrea, taking charge. "And we should go to Dumbledore if the problem continues. Or rather, we should encourage Ionia to go to him."

"Good idea!" said Hermione, smiling. "Hey, does Ionia have sisters?"

"Yes, six of them, Doria, Phrygia, Lydia, Mixolydia, Aeolia, and Locria. They are named after musical scales."

"Oh yeah, I thought their names sounded familiar, from Muggle school." Said Hermione, nodding. "Those are such cool names! It must be fun to have so many siblings. Isn't Aeolia in our grade?"

"Yes," nodded Andrea. "And I don't know. I would think it would be fun, too, but maybe that's just because I'm an only child. And it just seems like something isn't right with her. I don't know what it is."

"Well, it can get irksome dwelling amid such a giant family unit," Ron pointed out. "Maybe she's just shy because of that."

"Yeah, maybe," said Andrea doubtfully. Even though her friends figured that there must be a logical explination, something told her that something was a miss with the young first year.

That night in bed, Andrea thought about Ionia's case. Why did she have such a strong feeling about the girl? She knew she liked Ionia, but she liked lots of other people and she didn't always think that there was something wrong with them. Andrea sighed. She would have to try to figure this out tomorrow.

The next day on their way to Potions class, Andrea was surprised to see Ionia rush past her, and she looked like she was in tears. She was waling pretty fast, so she didn't have a chance to ask her what was wrong. Pretty soon she was lost in the crowd.

"Did you see her? She looked like she was crying!" Andrea said concernedly.

"See who?" said Ron, who was hurridly trying to copy off Hermione's homework answers from last night without her noticing.

"Ionian! The little girl I told you about last night! She just ran past us!" Andrea craned her neck to see over the lowds of people, but to no avail.

"Look for her later we'll be late to class," said Hermione.

The three of them made their way to the potions room, where Snape was dolling out the homework assignments by the handful.

"Oh, great!" sighed Andreasarcastically.. "More fun!"

After Potions, Andrea found herself searching the hallways for Ionia all the time. She often saw her older sisters (especially sixth year Aeolia, who shared many of their classes), but never their younger counterpart. Crow, Hermione, Harry, and Ron kept wondering why she was 'obsessing' (their words, not mine) over the girl, but Andrea really couldn't explain it. She just had a feeling something was wrong.

Later that day during a break of classes, Andrea was on a way back to the common room when she heard voices coming from inside. It was Ionia! And she seemed to be talking to someone, though for some reaons, Andrea could only hear Ionia's end of the conversation.

"Yes… yes… I know… okay… yes… yes… yes… no, I didn't tell anybody…" Andrea's ears perked up at that last sentence. "Yes… yes… yes… alright… yes… I understand, mother…" So she's talking to her mother somehow. Thought Andrea. How could that be? Cell phones aren't allowed in school. If she does have one, I hope she won't get in trouble.

"Yes… yes.. yes… yyes… okay. I understand, mother. I will never tell anyone. No, no one has been asking… yes… yes… yes… I won't, mother. Okay. Okay. Yes. Okay. Yes. Goodbye." The conversation ended, and there was no sound of a phone haging up, so Andrea had to assume that Ionia had not smuggled a cell phone into Hogwarts. That was good, but it still didn't answer the question of who she had been talking to and why. She had told her mother that she wouldn't tell anyone something. Andrea felt a pang of hurt for her own mother, then kept going.

I should figure this out. Thought Andrea determinedly. I can get help from the others once I have enough proof that something is going on, and I can once and for all figure out what is going on with Ionia. Somehow, Andrea had the feeling that the younger girl was in trouble- though she had no idea how bad this trouble was.

A/N: And I remembered to do ABCcheck this time so nono of you can complain anymore. Thank you kind reviewers!