A/N:All of the characters, settings and basically everyhting besides SIcily and Brooke are of J.K Rowling's creation. They are from her Haryy potter series!

Sicily and Brooke walked through the skyscraper doors as the room fell silent. All eyes were on the two girls. Not even a cricket dared to speak. How did things turn out this way? How did a sure cut plan end up in such ruins?

"Students of Hogwarts, I would like you all to meet our two newest students, Sicily and Brooke,"

Brooke took a step forward and began the long walk. Passing all eyes staring her down, judging every movement she made. As things always had been, Sicily automatically followed Brooke. It was the way things had always been between the two girls.

It seemed that as each student they passed by, the more whispers began.

"Quiet!" roared the firm voice of Dumbledore. "Brooke and Sicily will be attending this school for reasons that shall remain private. However, nevertheless I expect Hogwarts to show their hospitality and welcome these two, helping them to be provided with the knowledge that our school is so prestigious for. Brooke, you first, please come take a seat under the sorting hat,"

At the first sound of the hat's voice in Brooke's head, she jumped in her seat, " Brooke Rogers…. Very strong… leader… but most importantly a caretaker. You have a big heart and understand that other's need your guidance and support to get started. You will give courage when the room is dark, strength when the body is weak,"

"Gryfindor!" the hat bellowed across the room.

Brooke sat there for a second a little confused, hadn't she always been the one with strength, not giving it? Confused, Brooke went over and sat on the very end of the Gryfindor table. Looking up she caught Sicily's eye contact as she took a seat under the chair.

"Sicily Aubor…. Interesting. I see strength, but very peculiar strength. You fear that in which you love. You stay hidden hoping to not have to face it, but you have the strength, the wisdom and most importantly I see drive, determination. Why hide such virtues?" Sicily sat there praying to hear the word "Gryfindor."

"Slytherin!"

Sicily sat there stunned. She knew why she had been put into Slytherin, she couldn't ignore her past. What bugged her was how would she be able handle there, how would she be able to fight that in which haunted her dreams, every terror.

"Professor Dumbledore, please there MUST be some sort of mistake," Sicily turned and quietly whispered.

Dumbledore could see the fear, the desperation in her eyes but shock his head, "I'm sorry my girl but I was specifically was anxious to see your result. The sorting hat would not choose something in which was not in your future's best interest. I'm sorry but you are going to have to go take a seat with your table," with those words spoken Dumbledore headed back up to his seat.

Sicily turned to face a silenced school. What had the new girl been whispering with Dumbledore was racing through the heads of the students. Sicily caught eye contact with Brooke who in returned her sympathy.

Sicily sat up in bed all night thinking about all that had happened in the past week.

The train ride to the Ministry of Magic, the countless meetings and accusations, the endless interrogations. She was almost sure she was going to end up at Azkaban before Dumbledore showed up her defense.

Elsewhere in the castle, Brooke was having quit a different night. It was now 2 in the morning had Brooke couldn't be more alive. She was getting the dirt on almost every student at Hogwarts, the embarrassing moments, the breakups, and the hooks ups.

"I am going to have some serious filling in to do for Sicily tomorrow morning," Brooke commented when it seemed all the Gryfindor girls were coming to an end.

"Sicily?" a girl Brooke had learned to be Hermione asked.

"Oh yea, don't be fooled by tonight, she tends to be a little quiet around new people, but she can be the most viscous one about gossip. But that's why I love her, she says what she feels, none of this phony stuff," Brooke laughed.

"No, I don't believe you understand how things are worked here," Hermione continued. "Gryffindor and Slytherins are sworn enemies. Friendships are looked down upon between our two houses. Slytherins are cruel and viscous."

"Um, okay, so what if they are? I'm talking about Sicily,"

"Brooke, there is a reason why Sicily was put into that house and you weren't. You two might not be as compatible as you think you are,"

"Listen, I have known her my entire life. Yes, she might be a little mean but she is not evil. I have been through a lot with her, times where if she had been, you all might not be sitting here safely," as Brooke said the last sentence the entire room became silent.

"It's a way of speech," Brooke quickly recovered. "Just don't judge her so quickly."

There were little talks of speech but before long most of the Gryffindor girl's dormitory had gone to sleep.

The next morning Brooke went down to the common room to find Hermione with a red head boy, a look alike red head girl and none other than Harry Potter.

"Brooke! Finally, your up. We were about to head down to breakfast if you cared to join," Hermione explained the minute she saw her.

"Uhh sure. I mean I still really don't know my way around so it's either follow you or starve," Brooke joked.

"That would be a crime," the red head boy exclaimed shocked.

"A boy of the same heart," Brooke teased.

"Oh Brooke, this is Ron, and this is Ginny and of course I'm sure you recognize Harry," Hermione jumped in.

"Yea, the forehead doesn't do much to give you away,"

The group headed down through the castle, going down the last set of stairs leading to the Great Hall when Brooke caught glimpse of blonde hair flash in front of her. There stood a blonde hair, blue eyed, nice framed and body shaped boy.

"Weasely, of course you would cling to the new meat. Desperate for whatever you could get. Pity we had to receive another pathetic Gryffindor blood, thankfully we got one ripe of the two," the boy sneered.

"MALFOY!" Brooke exclaimed. Everyone including Malfoy just stared at her blank faced. "He's the Slytherin creep you told me about last night," Brooke said to Hermione without really realizing her words were out loud.

"Nothing better to do but marvel at my greatness? You do really just continue to get all the more pathetic," Malfoy grinned and turned off into the Great Hall.

"I am SO sorry, I didn't realize it. It was instant reaction, putting a face with a name,"

"It's not like he doesn't know we don't like him," Ginny replied. "It's always nice to keep him up to date on our dislike,"

Brooke walked into the Great Hall completely infatuated. She always had a thing for the bad boys and HELLO, Sicily totally had the connections.

Just an hour before, Sicily walked down into the common room, hoping things to be just as they had been the night before, everyone stirring clear of her. However, despite her hope, things did not go as she had hoped.

"It's okay we all make mistakes. You do not need to blame yourself forever," a voice came in over her shoulder. Sicily turned around to see a blonde hair boy lying on a couch.

"Mistake about what?" Sicily froze. How could word have already gotten out?

"Befriending a Gryffindor. To be honest, when she first stepped in I could tell you two apart,"

"And what is that suppose to mean?"

"Slytherins tend to resemble a certain distinguished quality. Quality of deserving power,"

"Yea, so me following, almost tripping over my best friend's shoes is a distinguished power?" Sicily rolled her eyes.

The boy stood up, "Yes actually. You held your tongue, reserved yourself when the matter was not of high importance. Why waste it, when you can shine with it later? Think about it, you just might surprise yourself,"

"Anything that is of any greatness of me is from Brooke,"

"No, the barrier,"

"And what makes you such an excellent judge of character?"

"Going on what rumors I've heard,"

"And you listen to all these stupid words floating around between idiots who have no life of their own?"

"Two students 4 weeks into school, which Dumbledore will not give a background or reason as to why they are here is big news. But I do not base my knowledge on lifeless gossip, I have connections. There is a reason that you two were not put together. Did you ever think about that? You'd be surprised how people change and mold to their surroundings. You can try to keep your friendship alive but with time people change," Sicily stood there starring at the boy.

The boy walked to the dungeon door and then turned, "By the way, I'm Malfoy, I have a feeling where going to be really good friends," and with those words he was gone.

Sicily walked into the Great Hall. Instant she saw Brooke she walked over and was about to take a seat when a boy with bright red hair almost pushed her off her feet.

"What was that for?" Sicily didn't mean to scream it so loud but it was a reaction. Suddenly it felt to her as if the entire school was starring at her.

"This is the GRYFINDOR table. It is bad luck for any others, especially a Slytherin to sit here," the boy said.

"Oh so you can create things with your silly wand, make things fly and yet believe in the stupidest of superstitions. Brooke, come on, back me up….I'm not REALLY a Slytherin," upon hearing this Sicily could hear a shock and grunts coming from the Slytherin direction. "Well, I mean I am but I'm still her best friend,"

"Hold on," Brooke got up and walked Sicily over to the corner so that they were alone.

Once out of ear range Sicily glared at Brooke, "What the hell, why aren't you backing me up. Member in 3rd grade when Lily wouldn't let you sit with us because you had braids, I freaking punched her. You didn't even stick up for me,"

"Sicily, calm down, this isn't 3rd grade. This is Hogwarts; they are apparently extremely strict here about houses being friends,"

"Oh so we are not friends anymore?"

"Shut up, you know you're my best friends, just during lunch I don't think we should push it. I don't want to get more people hating me than need be. I stick up for you, I'll walk with you to classes and study in the library, just when it comes to house activities we should each be with our house,"

"I didn't know eating was an activity,"

"Sicily, come on your being ridiculous,"

"I know, but now I look like an idiot. Fine, but see if next time you wear braids if I let me self get detention for a month defending you,"

Finally there was ease between the two girls.

"So I'll see you in Defense Against the Dark Arts?"

"I don't know, is that an activity?"

Sicily and Brooke were walking back the direction they had just come when they both saw Draco standing next to Potter sneering.

"Sicily come on, you know were your true bond is," Draco grabbed Sicily's sleeve and started leading her back to the Slytherin table.

"SO you get hero boy Potter and I get Count Drac-o-la," Sicily whispered to Brooke right before she left.

Sicily sat in herb logy deep in thought. Breakfast had been horrible. Brooke's group didn't except her and not to mention she managed to piss off all of the Slytherins. Normally she would have been fretting over how horrible things were but this time she had something new occupying her thoughts, Draco. There was something about the boy that impressed her. He made an effort to help her but not out of pity.

"I need to talk to Brooke," Sicily moaned to herself. Brooke knew all about how to handle boys.

Brooke sat in transfiguration completely intrigued. Never before had she managed to be able to balance her wand on her lips. "This school teaches an individual SO much," Ron looked over at Brooke.

"Yea it tends to bring out the most in each of its students," Ron laughed.

After another lecture the bell rang. "Now students," Brooke stopped packing up to listen to the professor, "Don't forget to have these papers signed if you are interested in going to the Winter Ball,"

"Wesley, I'll be excited to see your dress robes," a Slytherin in the back teased.

"I hate dances, dress robes, dancing, ALL OF IT," Ron angrily told Brooke.

"I love them! How many does this school have?"

"Just one, I think, this year actually is the first year we've done one just our school,"

Brooke's imagination started up vividly of her date and her. She knew that Draco WOULD be her date, she just had to remember to talk to Sicily still.

Sicily was sitting in Defense waiting for Brooke, when Draco showed up.

"Thank god, now I don't have to partner with Goyle any longer," Draco sat down next to Sicily. Sicily just stared at him. "No trust me, he's a lot worse than he looks,"

Brooke then walked in, "I see that I have been replaced,"

Hermione whispered to her, "Told you,"

"No, Draco was actually just about to move," Sicily starred him down.

"Gryffindor are never as accurate as Slytherins, good luck this year Sicily," Draco sneered.

"I beg your pardon Draco, but a certain Gryffindor is considered the BRIGHTEST witch of her age. I do not believe that any Slytherin girl was even on the top 10," Hermione shot back.

"Ok, you stick to your numbers," Draco and Hermione both took their seats still bickering.

"Oh my god, I need your advice NOW," Sicily turned to Brooke.

"Um, I need your help and I have SO much to tell you,"

"Yea I need your advice on this guy, and woah WAIT you need my HELP. You… go ahead …. Spill first,"

"I want Draco. I want him. I need to kiss him. I need to flirt with him. I want him. Please, early birthday gift, I want him,"

Sicily sat there shocked. Brooke had it for Draco. Brooke just managed to claim Draco. Sicily now was not allowed to like Draco.

"I know…isn't it SHOCKING! It'll be a "forbidden love" I am SO excited. I need the connections though, hook a sister up. Will you…please?" Brooke pleaded.

"Hook up with you?"

"Shut up, you know what I mean,"

"Uhhh, yea sure. He's pretty set on not liking Gryffindor though,"

"Oh, a little smooth talk, night out will change ALL of that. So will you help me?"

"I said I would. Just tell me what I have to do,"

"Just talk to him about me. Introduce us. I'll do the rest. So about your boy,"

Sicily sat there frozen, "Ohhhh, yea…my boy?" Sicily thought of all the boys she'd seen, met or ANYTHING! She needed a boy that Brooke would NEVER talk to and then it came to her, "I really have a thing for that boy who pushed me this morning," Brooke would NEVER like or be friends with a boy who was such a jerk to Sicily. BINGO!

"RON! NO WAY! He would DEFINATLY give you a chance!"

"Shit," Sicily thought to herself.

"Actually Brooke I don't think so because of the different class, never mind,"

"Oh don't be silly I will totally do this for you! We will swoop; it'll be the biggest thing that has EVER hit Hogwarts!"

"This is going to be one hell of year," Sicily thought in her head. She looked over at Draco. Her ONE chance for happiness this year had just been COMPLETELY torn away. With a sign Sicily began to take notes.

A/N: So yeah this is my first fanfic. I have SO much to say. Basically there is SOOO much more not known to any of ya'll so PLEASE keep reading and responding. This isn't going to be just a mary sue, there is a big plot behind it all I promise! I just wanted to set up some romance because that is ALWAYS good!