Harry was glad to return to Hogwarts his 6th year. He had been tired, stressed, sick of the

Dursley's, and missing his friends desperately. He only wished that he could see the new girl

everyone was talking about on the train.

"She's from America. Her parents are 'purebloods' and transferred here to work at the

Ministry." Ron said.

"She's sitting with Draco in his compartment." Hermione added. "She's obviously going to be

seeing him this year."

"You never know, Hermione, some can't be judged so easily. Maybe he was assigned to her."

Ron defended.

"Or he assigned himself to her." Harry laughed. "Pansy must be furious." They all laughed at

the thought of some poor new girl being attacked with love by Draco, Pansy fuming at the sight,

and the new girl trying desperately to separate herself from him.

"Can't blame Draco, though." Ron began moments later. "She's not bad lookin'" Ron

finished and Harry grinned.

Hermione shot Ron a furious look and muttered "Boys.."

"So, she's new, good looking, and stuck with Draco...Wonder what house she'll get?" Harry

mumbled. Everyone exchanged looks until Hermione decided to speak up.

"Slytherin!" She declared.

"No way! Just because Malfoy kidnaped her before she could meet and decent wizards or

witched doesn't mean she's the Bride Of Malfoy!" Ron defended the new girl yet again. Harry

laughed and Hermione just stared coldly at Ron, obviously jealous.

"Well, we'll find out soon, won't we." Harry said, motioning out the window. There, in the

distance, was the castle Harry had learned to call home-Hogwarts.