Ginny closed her eyes as her body impacted on the ground. She felt her cart leave her hands and heard it land on its side with another loud crash. She opened her eyes while silently praying to god she had not run into anyone. Her eyes landed on a boy also sitting on the ground, a dazed look in his eyes. He looked to be about thirteen; slightly scrawny looking in his oversized clothing, slightly pale, with tousled jet black hair, but none of those things grasped Ginny's attention. No, what held her attention were his emerald eyes. They were slightly darker than hers and hidden behind round glasses but they were there. It was the first time Ginny had ever seen anyone with the same colored eyes as hers and it shocked her. The boy got up slowly and walked over to her and held his hand out to help her up.

Ginny blushed red but accepted his hand, an apology already playing in her head when the boy started to speak. He was good five or so inches taller than her so he had to look down, something Ginny was rather used to but he apparently wasn't.

"You okay?" he seemed worried, if the tone in his voice was any indication. Ginny blushed darker and looked down, silently cursing her shyness.

"I'm okay," her voice was almost nonexistent over the hustle and bustle of the platform. The boy smiled welcomingly at her and began to speak again.

"I've never seen you around, are you a first year?" his voice was kind and that welcoming smile he had was still in place when she looked up but it seemed slightly fake to her and she stared at him perhaps a second to long to try and catch what it was. His eyes. They seemed to hold a slight sadness or maybe loneliness deep in them, almost impossible to notice, that is unless you looked.

Ginny was brought, rather rudely if you asked her, out of her reverie by two rather loud voices, one female and one male. They were arguing, apparently on the whereabouts of their friend 'harry' or something of the sort. The boy smiled sheepishly before turning towards the voices. From the crowd immerged two children, around the same age as the boy Ginny safely assumed was Harry, a girl and boy. The boy was tall and slightly lanky, with fiery red hair, a shade lighter than hers, with pale blue eyes and freckles. The girl, on the other hand, had bushy brown hair with tan skin and intelligent looking chocolate brown eyes. They seemed relieved to find him and the girl was immediately speaking.

"Oh, thank Merlin we found you! We were worried you were going to miss the train again!" She rolled her eyes slightly at the end when her two best friends smirked. "You two are impossible! Who's this?" Her eyes suddenly landed on Ginny and she felt herself blushing red again.

"Oh, I haven't found out her name yet, but we ran into each other, literally," he added as he looked at the wreckage that was their carts. He and his friend started cleaning it up, lifting the heavy trunks up and placing them back on the trolleys. The girl continued to stare at Ginny, making her rather uncomfortable and she felt with slight shame, the burning feeling was still in her cheeks.

"So, what's your name," Ginny asked her, trying to ease the tension that her presence may have brought. It seemed to her that she was intruding on something, something she shouldn't. The girl practically jumped in surprise, but was quick to answer.

"Hermione Granger, it's a pleasure to meet you," she introduced herself before continuing to speak. "What's your name?" her voice was once again rather kind and was at a soft volume, something Ginny immediately took a liking to. She almost laughed as she thought how she was going to cling to anything and everything that reminded her of her family. This girl was like Bella, very much like her in Ginny's opinion, and Ginny had taken an immediate liking to her.

"Ginervra Cullen, but I mostly go by Ginny," her voice was exuberant and had a little more energy than when she first spoke. A flash of surprise and disbelief shot through Hermione's eyes before she carefully flittered a mask over it. She seemed to be counseling herself on something, something Ginny didn't know about.

"Hey girlies, if you're done chit-chatting over there!" A loud voice Ginny recognized almost immediately as the other boy Harry was with. They both turned and saw the train slowly start moving.

"Oh no!" Hermione groaned before grabbing Ginny's hand and taking off in a sprint towards the train. They jumped, and while Hermione cleanly made it, Ginny cut her leg on the bottom of the train.

She looked down at her pale leg with slight fear. The blood was a brilliant red and fell down her leg and onto the carpet of the train. Hermione bent down and started looking at it.

"It's not too bad; I have some band-aids with me that can help it." Hermione was surprised when Ginny nodded in understanding. "Ginny, are you muggleborn?" the small girl nodded. Carlisle had told her to tell everyone that her parents were human except Dumbledore, but that was because he already knew the truth.

She smiled up at her, something Hermione couldn't help but return as they walked to the back of the train. There was only one compartment left, the only occupant being a slightly worn out looking man sleeping in his seat. Hermione gestured towards everyone to be quiet and then gestured towards Ginny to sit. Ginny sat down next to the man and Hermione lifted up her leg slightly and started cleaning it with a napkin. Ginny winced slightly whenever she touched her skin, but otherwise had no reaction. After about thirty seconds, Hermione put the bloody napkin down and applied a large band aid onto the cut.

"Thank you," Ginny said quietly as they began sitting down as well. Hermione smiled at her before their attentions were turned towards the man.

"Who do you think he is?" the red head who Ginny found out was named Ron, asked everyone in the room. Immediately, Hermione was the first to answer.

"Professor Remus J. Lupin," she answered, Ron and Harry stared at her with their mouths slightly open.

"You know everything don't you?" Ron said weakly, staring at her with open surprise. Hermione rolled her eyes before speaking.

"It says so on his trunk Ronald, honestly!" Ginny tried but couldn't stop the small giggle that escaped her lips. Three sets of eyes swiveled over to her curiously. Ron looked as if he was trying to find anything funny in the sentence.

"I'm sorry for laughing, you just reminded me about my brothers and sisters," she smiled at them, her small hand reaching up and pulling a strand of her hair back and behind her ear.

"Oh! You have siblings, how many?" Hermione seemed a little too interested but Ginny proceeded to tell her about the Cullens any way. She told them everything from how she was adopted as well as her other siblings; how she was the youngest, how Carlisle was an amazing doctor and Esme worked in interior design, all the way to what color hair they had and who was with whom. At the end, Ron had to ask the question, he had to.

"What happened to your parents? Your real ones anyway," Harry and Hermione mentally slapped themselves at Ron's insensitivity. I mean why couldn't he just figure it out? It wasn't that hard!

"Oh, they died when I was little," Ginny answered quietly, a hint of sadness in her tone. Harry sensed dangerous waters and quickly changed the subject back towards her family. She smiled happily and quickly began where she had left off. Her quick change to happiness made him wonder just how much the small girl was hiding behind those sparkling green eyes. Just how much pain she was really in.

They continued talking, sharing stories about their own families, and such. When Harry told Ginny was happened to his family she was sympathetic. Strange, seeing as she herself lost her own parents. Before the students knew it, hours had past and darkness fell over the train and the lights kicked on.

A strange, rattling noise filtered in to the compartment and Ron suddenly sat alert in his seat, staring out the window in alarm.

"Something's out there!" his voice was barely above a whisper but everyone heard it in the deathly silence that had wrapped around the entire train. The lights went out and Ginny resisted the urge to scream as the compartment opened and a cold chill filled the room. Red eyes filtered in her mind, blinding her to any other sight as loud screams of pain and cracklings of bones deafened her. She let out a loud scream as she fell into darkness.

Hello! Sorry it took so long to post this. As I was reading this, it seemed I might have made Harry and Ginny be a little too close but don't worry! They will only be really close friends and Ginny W. will be entering the next chapter! Her and her blushing glory! Tell me what you thought!

Love,

Bluedoggie