i like the story, and i dont think it is choppy. dont tell me if you think it is.
Later that same night, Harry and Ron found Hermione and Kyrisha in the Room of Requirement. They had gone there so as not to be disturbed by all of the other students at Hogwarts who wanted to see whom the newcomer was. As the boys stepped into the room, both of the girls stopped giggling and turned to stare at the boys.
"What are you doing here? I thought I asked to be alone with Ky." Hermione snapped.
"We want to find out who she is!" Exclaimed an excited Ron. He thought that Kyrisha was beautiful at 5'8'', with white skin, blue-black eyes and white hair that had light brown highlights in it.
"I said-." Started Hermione, but Kyrisha broke in.
"Nonsense, Mione. If they are your friends then they are welcome. My name is Kyrisha Cole." Ky stood up and held out her hand.
Both boys hurriedly stepped forward, but Harry got there first. "His name is Ron Weasley, and I am Harry, Harry Potter." His chest kind of puffed out as he shook her hand.
"Ah, yes. The Weasley's. I have heard a great deal about you." She shook his hand. Ron stared at her in shock. She had heard of him? "One of the last pure blood wizarding families left. Your father has known my father for many years. They are great friends. I hope that someday we can become as good of friends." She went and sat down next to Hermione, indicating that they sit as well. "And the famous Harry Potter. It is nice to meat you as well."
She went back to looking at the row of books on the bookshelf that she and Hermione had been looking at when the boys had appeared. "Ohh… have you read this one yet?" Ky handed a book to Hermione.
Hermione, Harry, and Ron all exchanged incredulous glances. This was weird. Kyrisha was the first person in the wizard world that had met Harry and was not impressed or jealous of him. Now Harry was really curious as to who she was and where she came from. Maybe she didn't know what he had done? Who he was? Were her parent's muggles? Thoughts like these chased their way around Harry's, Ron's, and Hermione's brains.
Hermione returned to the present with a start when she realized that Ky had asked her a question. "What?"
"I asked if you had read this book?"
"Oh, let me see… Yes. That has a good growth spell in it. Its good for aging plants."
"Yes, I know all that. I was wondering if you had read it. I have almost all of these books and a few extra. You should read '1000 ways to hex your enemies.' It is a rather interesting read."
Hermione look at the two boys. "You do realize that hexes are bad and should be used only in emergences, don't you? They are not to be played with." She stared at Kyrisha.
Ky looked up in surprise. "Of course you should play with them. How else are you to really know how to use them? My parents were so proud of me when I remained top of the class even after t started magical school. They were worried that I would let my grades drop. But seriously, did they honestly think that my grades would drop? Ha!"
"I… still haven't figured out if you are muggle born of a natural witch. Which are you?" Ron asked.
"Ron!"
"Ron! Watch what you say. That is so rude!" Hermione reaches out and hits Ron on the head.
"I only asked what the rest of you wanted to know. Watch were you hit me. I need the brain power for Potions." Ron moved to a different spot, putting Kyrisha between himself and Hermione.
"Its ok. Really. People usually have a hard time telling." Ky put the book down. "I am a witch and has always been one. My family is a pure blood family."
Their was a moment of silence, then Ron blurted, "Pure blood? Why haven't I heard about a pure blood family named 'Cole?'"
Ky looked ant Ron. "Because, most people don't know that we exist."
"But you said that your father knows Ron's father." This came from Harry.
"Because his father is one of the few people that we keep in contact with where ever we go. You see… my mother and father took up the job that Harry's parents had before Voldemort found them, and Voldemort's Death Eaters have been trying to kill my parents ever since. The Order of the Phoenix has been moving us from place to place, ever since I was born."
"Oh, is that why you went to my school for a year?" Hermione asked.
"That's right. At first my parents weren't to thrilled with the idea that their only child would grow up with muggle, but the had to hide, and they figured that the DE's would never think to look for us in the muggle world. They thought that since my parents were pure bloods, that they would not stand the thought of associating with muggle. But they did. I was never allowed to make friends with witches or wizards. I went to Muggle School. Until I turned 11. They knew I had to learn magic or I would be defenseless against Voldemort. So I go to a few months here and a few months there, never staying at a school longer that 6 months."