Disclaimer-J.K.Rowling owns Harry Potter. This Chapter is a very emotional one, not canon!

Rating: PG13+ for swearing and maybe R for later chapters and only if there is a reason!

Genre: Romance/Action

Warning! Horrible grammar and/or spelling may occur and if anyone sees any mistakes tell me and I'll fix them. Ignore the sorting song it's crap, but has useful plot clues.

It continues . . . again . . .

The sorting hat was brought out and placed on the stool. After a moment it began to sing . . .

For a thousand years,
I've stayed quiet
Is this what he fears,
Unity of our houses four
Could take a many years.

Now Hogwarts has a secret,
Stretch your ears and hear it.
Listen to me preach it,
And hear my message well.

Godric bless his chivalrous soul,
Choose students with a talent
A important, common goal,
To find evil and beat it
To make this little world whole,

Rowena choose only those,
With an aptitude for logic
The ones without an upturned nose,
To help with her quest for peace
And not to strike a pose,

Helga had some helpful creatures,
And she'd watch for those
Who would let her teach 'er,
Those students with a kind-hearted soul
As all those years became a blur,

Salazar was different though,
Pureblood wasn't his preference
I know he was a private fellow,
But where'd you get that reference?
Pure of heart was his aim,
And only those whose love was true
Wouldn't cause him pain,

So now I must sort you, at best,
A quarter to each
But I shall do my best,
For my loyalty still lies
With my masters long put to rest.

So plop me on your head,
I'll read your thoughts and
Where you best make your bed,
So heed my advice

Be brave young Gryffindors,
Be kind our Hufflepuffs
Be at peace my Ravenclaws,
And be true to your love
My dear sweet Slytherins,

Slytherin, Gryffindor,
Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw,
They're all the same
You're one of the four,
And I'll tell you which one
Suits you more.

I tuned out after that until the first years had been sorted and Dumbledore had stood up.

"Please let me introduce to you a new transfer student, a Ms. Alexandra Fox."

Most of Hogwarts clapped as I walked onto the stage except the Slytherins but when a certain aristocratic blond saw me he encouraged his peers to clap as well.

"Ms. Fox why don't you tell the school about yourself before we sort you hmm?"

"Uh… yeah sure." I wasn't happy about this, Dumbledore hadn't said anything about a speech.

"Umm hello everybody, as the Headmaster just said I'm a transfer from Durmstrang. My name is Alexandra Fox but I hope some of you will come to call me Lexi."

"Ok enough introduction on with your sorting."

The entire Great Hall was watching me, and it was fucking scary. If we could just get Voldermort up here now he would piss himself in fright then die of embarrassment. I walked over to the stool and sat on it. Someone placed the hat on my head and amazingly it fit.

"Hmm you girl are tricky,
You're loyal and kind,
Brave and logical but
Have a hidden love that
Hasn't been seen since well ever.

Where will I put you hmm?

Oh of course, SLYTHERIN!"

A great cheer rose from the Slytherin tables but again the hat spoke.

"Dear take me of your head and look inside me you might be startled at what you find."

Curious I took the hat off my head and reached into it, eventually I managed to pull out two things. One of the boxes was gift-wrapped and the size of a wand-case the other a leather pouch. The whole hall gasped, as nothing like this had ever happened before except for the second year incident with the chamber but that wasn't viewed by the whole of Hogwarts.

I turned round to check the teachers' response and found them all astonished except Snape he was a mask of indifference. When Dumbledore came out of his coma-like trance he nudged me towards the Slytherin table and the food appeared just as I got to where Draco was seated. He moved over to give me some room smiling and everyone around him gave him startled looks.

"Hey Draco why are they looking at you funny?"

"'Cause I usually never do that for anyone and I have never smiled At the dinner table before."

"Oh. Should I feel honored?"

"Not really I'm just bored of being a mask you know."

"Ok, so would you like to help me after dinner with these 'gifts'?" I asked ignoring the weird looks coming from the surrounding occupants of the table.

"Sure I wouldn't miss it."

Then all further talk died out when we both began to eat. Small talk and flirtatious smirks could wait till after dinner. After I had finished eating I asked Draco to introduce me to some other people and some other houses so I could find some more 'friends'. We had just finished talking to Justin Finch-Fletchley the boy I had supposedly met a few minutes ago when Harry and Ron showed up and glared at Draco. I had to play my part very well now unless the boys would figure me out.

"Draco, who are they and why are they glaring at you?"

"Well the Scraggy black-haired one is Harry Potter." He paused expecting me to squeal and run over to Harry but I said something that surprised him. "Whos he?"

"No one, And the tall red-head is Ronald Weasley."

"Ok why are they glaring at you?"

"Cause we've been fighting for 5 years as school rivals and they hate me."

"How could someone hate you Draco your so nice." And I wasn't lying he was too nice to hate now that I knew him.

"Personally I don't know."

"Then why don't we go ask them?" Before he said no I grabbed his sleeve and pulled him over to the boys.

"Hello Malfoy," were all the boys said to us when we arrived not even noticing me. This was pissing me off. "Hey Malfoy see you've finally found a replacement for Parkison." Pansy had died at the end of last year when her family finally went against Voldermort, but they didn't know that.

"Oh you evil little bastard." I screamed at Harry. Pansy had secretly been my friend and I even called her my 'sister'.

"Take that back now or you will regret it, Potter"

"Lexi calm down they're just twits ignore them."

"Hey Malfoy," Harry called "Is your friend here as much of a slut as Pansy? And as good in bed?" Draco simply looked outraged but I was past that, I was furious and very good with my wand.

"Potter you will regret even being born, 'saucio', 'adflictatio', 'insculpo e' umerus un 'Barstard'. ' "

Within moments the thing that called itself Harry Potter had a deep gash on his chest, in another minute the word 'BASTARD' cut into his left shoulder and was screaming in pain. He also was bleeding heavily so I muttered a blood clot spell and turned and left. Draco at my side all the way to the Slytherin Common room where I sat snuggled up to him crying, crying for my 'sister' and for my so-called 'friends' behavior.

Yours Jez

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