Me: Okay, I know I already have several fics I should be working on right now- (and I will work on, I SWEAR!)- but I have Harry Potter on the mind and must obey the urge to write! As always, JKR owns Harry Potter, not me. I only own some aspects of the plot and Faith.

Harry entered Madam Malkin's Robes for All Occasions warily, looking around for any signs of human life. As he walked through the door, he saw a stout woman in mauve robes who he assumed as Madam Malkin. Three shapes in the back were moving and Harry craned his neck to see them better.

One was a young boy that Harry would know soon as Draco Malfoy. The other was a tall, spindly woman somewhere in her forties that was apparently an assistant to Madam Malkin. The third was a girl about his age. Her features weren't as pointed as the boy's was, but they shared the same grey eyes and white-blonde hair. She held her robes over her arm; apparently, she'd already been fitted.

"Hello," the boy said, glancing over at Harry who was being fitted next to him by Madam Malkin, "Hogwarts too?"

" Yeah."

"My father's next door buying books and my mother's looking for wands. Next, I'm going to drag them to look at racing brooms. I don't see why first years can't have their own brooms. Maybe I can-" His drawling voice was interrupted by the girl's softer one.

"Stop it Draco. He probably doesn't care what Mum and Dad are doing." She looked toward him curiously. "Who are you?"

Harry was about to answer when the witch helping Draco finished and both he and the girl left the store. He couldn't say he was entirely sorry; for some reason he didn't like them very much. He waited patiently and paid for his robes. Leaving the shop, he met Hagrid outside.

"Bye Mum!" Faith embraced her mother as Narcissa Malfoy hugged her back. It was noticeable that the hug she gave Draco had much more feeling behind it-the tears proved that much. "I'll send you lots of owls, as long as Draco shares!" She grinned at her brother, who rolled his eyes. While her twin brother had choosen an eagle owl to relay his messages, Faith's intrest was more in cats.

"Bye." He said to his parents before leaving for the train. Faith smiled at her father, who made no attempt to recognize her existence. Snorting in a well-that-figures fashion, Faith boarded the train warily. What new surprises would lie in store? She found where her brother housed his trunk and hoisted her stuff into the same compartment, but left it before Draco and his cronies came back.

As she wandered aimlessly trying to find somewhere to sit, she was trampled by two redheaded boys. Falling on the floor, she groaned in annoyance and pain.

"Sorry there," A hand larger than her own reached down and helped her up. Accepting the help, she looked at the two boys. They both muttered hurried apologies and walked off. Red hair? Weasleys no doubt. Blood-traitors, right? Whatever.

Heading off, she ducked out of the way when Draco came down the corridor, Crabbe and Goyle at his heels. Once all three boys had passed, she looked over her shoulder to see what they'd been doing. She snuck to the compartment she'd judged they'd come out of and pushed it open a crack to peek in.

"Get lost Malfoy!" Something was thrown out the door and made Faith crash into the room. Ronald Weasley stood, tons of Chocolate Frog boxes in his arms, ready to throw. He paused unleashing his arsenal on her. "Wait… you're a girl-"

"You're the one form Madam Malkin's!" The black-haired boy from said store sat there, looking at her.

"Yeah. My name's Faith, Faith Malfoy. I'm Draco's sister."

I give up the inspiration

All the thoughts of fame and glory

Just turn these random thoughts

Into a good story!

Damn,my spelldidn't work! Oh well, R&R please! I'll post the next chapter soon, hopefully.