Professor Lupin led my up to a horseless carriage and said that I would have to go alone to the school. My teachers were waiting to meet me there. I crawled into the large carriage and watched the rain beat against the window. I noticed, that while all the other carriages were black, mine was white.

When we arrived at the school. I scurried out of the rain into the building. There was the headmistress. She welcomed me and led me into the Great Hall. It was filled with people. All sitting in their houses. Laughing and joking. Telling tales of summer. The McGonagall told me that I would join them after the sorting.

The first years seemed so small. They scampered over to the hat and winced at having it placed on their heads. I knew it was going to sort me into the house that best fit me, but yet, I was ever so nervous about not being with Harry or Fred. They were my friends, and I hated to make new ones.

Finnally, it was my turn. My name was read off the list, Lizzy. No last name. The Great Hall silenced as a seventh year walked to the sorting hat. I sat down and placed the hat on my head. Suddenly, a tiny voice began to speak in my ear.

"Stout heart, strong mind, brave. You have all the making of a Griffindor, but you are crafty."

I knew what was coming. Not Slytherin, not Slytherin, I thought.

"Not Slytherin?", the hat said, "you will do well there."

I continued to tell it no.

"Oh well, GRIFINDOR!"

The Great Hall erupted with cheers. Many came from the Grifindor table. I walked over to join them and sat down with Harry, Fred, George, Ron, and Hermione.

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"That took a long time," Fred told me. "What did the hat tell you?"

"It said that I would do well in Slytherin, but I said no, saying I have already made a few enemies there."

Fred gave me a confused look so I proceded to tell the tail of my conquest over Malfoy in the train. I had the entire table rolling with laughter and pointing at Malfoy. We had a great time. Then we were silenced by the booming voice of Hagrid.

"This year I'm not going to teach all the time. I now have an assistant who is going to help you guys out. His name is Chris. You make him feel welcome."

Then Hagrid sat down and for the first time, I noticed him. A boy with dark hair and green eyes. With my face, my nose, my eyes, my blood. My brother.

I didn't say anything about it though. Kept it quite. I continued to laugh and joke with the Griffindors. Soon, many of us grew tired so we left for the common room. We reached the picture of the fat lady, gave her the password, and entered our new home for the year.

It was beautiful. All gold and red. Comfy sofas lined the room and a roaring fire was already in the grate. I walked up the stairs with Hermione and found my bed. Soft and large. I had never felt anything so soft. I new I was home. Either I died and went to heaven, or life is not so bad. I pulled on a camisole and a pair of pants and curled up in bed. I was asleep the moment I closed my eyes.

I woke up at 10 the next morning. That was okay. We had three more days before classes start. I streched and crawled out of bed. No one else was in the room.

"I guess they have all gone to breakfast," I said to myself.

I grabbed my clothes and went to take a shower. It felt good to have the warm water wash over me. I needed to get ready to meet everyone. So many people, so little time. I dried myself off and blow dried my hair. I decided to give myself some highlights and put on my makeup. I put on a pair of dark torn jeans and a dark green halter top. I looked in mirror, satisfied with my appearance and walked down into the common room.

No one was in the common room except Hermione who was crouched over a book. She was intently reading up on a chapter of her Potions book that she had missed. She did not even look up when I walked into the room so I loudly left the room. I decided to find Harry so he could hopefully help me meet people, and possibly help me to find Chris.

I was just about to walk into the great hall when a blond boy crashed into me and shoved me against the wall.

"Hello Draco," I said calmly.

"My wand," he demanded.

"You should ask nicely if you are to ever get what you want."

"Shut up bitch. Give me my wand now. You have caused enough trouble as it is."

"I don't think I will Malfoy."

Malfoy turned to the great oaf behind him and said, "Curse her."

His croney walked up to me and said, "Crucio!"