It was a little after midnight when I woke up. I guess I was excited about Hogwarts. I couldn't wait to go after everyone had described it to me. I then decided I probably wasn't going to go back to sleep until I got some warm milk or something relating to a midnight snack. I grabbed my robe and started heading down stairs as quietly as I could. One false move and the Lady of the Portrait would wake and begin yelling out great profanities.

The kitchen door was cracked and light streamed through it. I then heard voices coming from inside. They sounded like Remus Lupin and Sirius Black.

"I swear, Moony! It was her! I can't believe I didn't see it when we first met her," came from the voice of Sirius.

"Are you sure, my friend?" came from the once professor Lupin.

"Next time you see her, look at her good. I am absolutely certain," was Sirius's reply.

I then heard him slam his fists on the counter and mutter something like, "Why didn't I see it before?" I then felt it safe to enter.

"Uh… hey," I said as I entered the kitchen. Lupin stood and Sirius turned around, "I couldn't sleep…and I am apparently not the only one. I thought I'd just get some milk and then I'll get out y'all's hair."

"Oh, please don't mind us," said Lupin sitting down once more, "You could stay if you'd like."

"Thanks," I said as I sat at the little island with my milk. There was an almost uncomfortable silence. Sirius looked at Lupin and sort of nodded his head at him.

"So, Rhea, tell me about your family," Lupin said breaking the silence.

"Well… let's see, I have my mom, dad and my brother. None of them have any magic. Oh! What did Dumbledore say they were?" I said.

"Muggles," said Lupin.

"Ah yes that's right," I said. Sirius looked down again as if disappointed, "Something wrong," I asked.

"Oh, it's nothing," he replied, "Tell me what your mother's full name is?"

I thought it was kind of weird but I replied anyway, "Lisa Renee Fuller Tigner"

I finished off my drink and the two looked at each other.

"I best be off to bed," I said, "If I stay up any longer I won't be a very happy camper in the morning."

I began walking off when Lupin said, "Wait."

I turned around and he looked at me good and hard. He's eyes became big as he examined me. He blinked himself out of it, "Have a good nights sleep."

I left the kitchen, but I cracked the door a little and stayed and listened. They continued their conversation which I was absolutely certain now they were talking about me.

"I can't believe it," came from Lupin.

"I told you," was Sirius.

"She must be related to her somehow," was Lupin again.

"I know-I know," Sirius again, "Some things are different but… it's her."

After that I headed back up to bed. I really didn't know what to think of that. I just decided that it was best that I try to sleep and not think about it too much.

I was abruptly awakened the next morning. Apparently someone overslept or missed an alarm clock or SOMETHING and suddenly we were all going to be late.

I was the only one at the door. I was sitting on my luggage. I had already had my toast (most mornings I'm not really hungry, it takes a while for my stomach to wake up). All I could do was sit and watch everybody run past like their heads had been cut off. I believe the loud lady of the portrait was awakened twice that morning as well.

When we finally made it to the station, we had made it just in time. Then they all decided to tell me about platform 9 ¾. To put it simply: to get to the train, I had to run through a BRICK WALL! Ok, I made it through to the other side unscathed, BUT STILL! I was scared silly. It also didn't help that the twins pushed me through and before they did said, "Watch out!!"

When I got on the train, I could hardly wrap my brain around the concept that it was filled with witches and wizards. Harry, Hermione, Ron and Ginny all came in right behind me. Ron and Hermione couldn't stay with us, because they had prefect duties to perform.

"Hey, why don't we sit in here," Ginny said as she directed us to a compartment.

We entered and there was a girl sitting at the window reading a magazine. She had long blonde hair, and had her wand tucked behind her ear.

"Hi, Luna," Ginny said.

"Hello, Ginny," Luna said, "Oh and you are Harry Potter," she said seeming to think that Harry couldn't remember his name and therefore needed reminding.

"Uh… yes I am," Harry replied.

"I do not know you though," Luna said.

"Yeah, I'm new. I'm Rhea Tigner," I said.

"Pleased to meet you," she said, "I'm Luna Lovegood."

"That's a pretty name," I said putting my bags in the compartments above our heads.

"Yes, I rather like it. Even though most people call me Loony Lovegood," Luna said very serenely. Apparently that little fact didn't really faze her.

Once I was seated, I realized that the magazine Luna was reading was upside down. And, I, being the blunt American, had to say something about it:

"Luna… Why are you reading your magazine upside down?"

She looked up from her reading material. She then flipped it around to show me.

"There are hidden spells on these runes!" she said excitedly, "The only way you can read them is upside down." She smiled ear to ear. I smiled politely back.

"Harry!"

I turned toward the door and saw a boy Harry's age standing there.

"Hey Neville," said Harry. He then looked at me and said, "Oh right, Neville this is Rhea Tigner, Rhea, this is Neville Longbottom."

"Another introduction," I said shaking his hand, "Lovely. I've had so many this summer; I'm tempted to make a business card with my name on it to save me the trouble."

"Harry, look what Gran got for me," Neville said as he held up an intriguing looking plant. He thrust his wand into it and the plant expelled green ooze. I had closed my eyes just in time to be covered in it.

When I dared open my eyes again, I saw the entire compartment was covered in goo. Luna's face was saved because her magazine protected her. Ginny looked petrified and Harry looked like he wanted to burn that plant. I looked at myself and realized it was in my hair and on my clothes.

"So," I said trying to lighten the mood, "anybody got some Lava soap and a SOS pad?"

I wasn't expecting them to get it. It was an American Redneck sorta thing. Luna was the only one who seemed to get it.

"SOS soap and Lava pads!" she said laughing.

"Close enough," I said considering she was my only audience at the moment.

The compartment door opened and there stood a very pretty girl with long black hair. Harry's eyes widened.

"Hello Harry…oh," she said sounding horrified at the state of our compartment, "I guess you're busy. I'll talk to you later."

"No, Cho! Wait!" Harry said, but it was too late. The door had already closed behind her.

Ginny sighed, pulled out her wand and said, "Here." She did a spell and all the ooze was gone. I looked at myself and saw I was spotless.

"Nice trick," I said, "So Harry…," I said teasingly. The way he reacted when that girl came in, I knew something was up, "Who was she?" I smiled. This place was getting more and more interesting by each passing minute.

He reddened, I laughed, holding up my hand.

"Don't worry," I said, "I understand."

Ginny rolled her eyes.

Several minutes later, Hermione and Ron returned reporting that they had finished their prefect duties. Moments after that….we had another visitor…this one however was less enjoyable.

The compartment door opened to reveal a very preppy boy. He had slick blond hair that looked as if it had been bleached but I had an annoying feeling that he hadn't done that.

"What?" Harry said to him with a tone of annoyance.

"Manners, Potter or I'll have to give you a detention," he said. I then noticed the prefect badge on his robe. After this was said, to my dismay, his attention was drawn to me…sigh…

"And who might you be?" he said clearly indicating me.

I could tell Harry was about to stand up for me, but I was going to introduce myself and stand up for myself. I stood pushing Harry back down in his seat. I thought for a second… what to say… something told me Harry and this guy weren't exactly friends, so I did the first thing that came to mind.

"In any decent society," I began, "You give your name first."

"Malfoy," he said, "Draco Malfoy."

I snorted laughter trying to hold it in. "James Bond wannabe, huh?"

"What?!" this Malfoy guy said.

"Never mind," I said.

"Now, will you give me your name?" Malfoy asked.

"Rhea Tigner!" I exclaimed putting as much of my southern accent as I could. Blank stares surrounded me. Luna Lovegood appeared from behind the magazine and said the most random thing ever, "Why do you talk funny?"

I pretty much almost fell backwards. The whites of Malfoy's eyes were about the size of dinner plates. Malfoy shook his head.

"You are an American… aren't you?" He asked.

"And proud!" I said with much fervor and a little bow.

"Then what are you doing here?" he added with a bit of a smirk.

"Well, apparently to learn. Isn't that why you're here?" I said in reply.

"Clever, aren't we," he said smirking, "But clearly you haven't been shown the decent people from this school. You could always come with me and I'll be glad to show around." He then offered his right hand to me.

"Hmmm…," I said, "Lemme see…hang out with people I already know and people whom I already enjoy company with," I held up my right hand, "or go with you…a greasy haired loser who says his name like James Bond and thinks he's hot stuff…," I held up my left hand, "Decisions decisions!"

That got his attention and promptly left with a smirk of, "Next time" written all over his face.

We all then talked and laughed and before we knew it we were almost there and we had to put our uniforms on. Hermione and Ron had to run off and do last minute prefect duties and the rest of us waited for the train to stop.

When it finally did, we all hurried off. Once out of the crowd of children I saw a lady with a lantern calling out, "First years follow me! First years!" I was about to follow her considering I was a "first year", but was stopped just before I did by, "You are Rhea Tigner, are you not?"

I looked and saw an old woman or witch is probably the more correct term. She wore a rather interesting hat and glasses.

"Uh…Well, yes I am," I said in reply.

"I am Professor McGonagall. I'm going to take you to Dumbledore. He wishes to introduce you formally before the school," the Professor said in a very polite yet strict sounding voice.

"Uh…by formally you mean…uh I get on stage and he introduces me or I go in sit down in the back and then he introduces me," I asked slightly nervous.

She raised an eyebrow at me, smiled slightly and said, "Formally, as in you get up on stage he introduces you and everyone watches your every move."

"Ah…, that kind of formally," I said with a nervous smile. Hey don't get me wrong, I really don't mind being center stage… just as long as you prepare me before hand!

A/n: Well that's that chappy! Poor Rhea she wasn't properly prepared! I'm not sure when the next one will be up but enjoy these and don't for get to REVIEW!