(A/N) ok so before I think I said Skye was 16?

Let's make it 5th year and they're all 15.

Because I want to fit Fred and George in too.

Oh yeah and I'm not going to follow the plotline at all. :

So enjoy!

Skye and Tristan walked to platform 9 and then to 10. "Hmm…" Tristan murmured he went back to a blank brick wall in between platforms nine and ten. He studied it then turned towards Skye "You're supposed to walk through it." He told her.

Skye's jaw dropped. Had Tristan finally lost it? "Don't look at me like that!" Tristan snapped. Skye shook her head and looked at him. She waved her hand at it. "Then you try it!" She taunted him. He narrowed his eyes and glared at her. "You're the one carrying the fancy stick." He said eyeing her wand. Skye looked down at it too. Oak 11 and a half inches with a single Unicorn hair. She had been to Diagon alley yesterday to get all her stuff.

Skye took a deep breath and hurtled herself at the brick wall bracing herself for the impact instead she flew right through and crashed into someone. "Watch it!" She heard the unsuspecting person yell. "I'm really sorry!" Skye said and extended her hand to the pale blond boy now sitting on the ground. He looked at it then up at her. His eyes were almost the same startling silver.

"Are you Pureblood?" He asked her half sneer half curious. Skye sighed she knew what a Pureblood was from her many years of being tutored. "Yes," She snapped at him. "Now take my hand before I decide to run you over with my trolley instead."

She smirked at him and he scowled but reached up and grabbed her hand she pulled him up and he wiped non-existent dust off his spotless robes. He stared at her curiously. "I'm Draco Malfoy." He said in a proud drawl. Skye's eyes narrowed she had heard of the Malfoy's his dad was one of the Death Eaters that had killed her parents.

'Still' she thought 'Parents and their children aren't always the same. "And you are?" He asked her and arched an eyebrow. Skye almost snorted- almost he looked so dumb. "I'm Vanessa Skylar Fairfield but if you're smart and you value your life you'll call me Skye."

She answered. "Oi Malfoy!" A voice called from the smoke and then three figures walked from it. There was a girl with bushy hair, large front teeth, and a book on the right. On the left was a boy with red hair, and freckles. And in the middle a famous black haired green eyed boy with round glasses and a lightening bolt scar. Harry Potter.

"Leave her alone" Harry told off Draco. Draco sneered and snapped "I wasn't doing anything to her Potter now leave. Purebloods like Skye," He motioned to Skye. "And I do not like the presence of mudblood's and blood traitors." He said coldly. Skye snorted and rolled her eyes. "You don't talk for me Draco." She said in a firm voice as the two boys both whipped out their wands and pointed them at Draco.

Malfoy took his out too. The bushy haired girl stepped in between them all. "Enough!" She yelled. "Can't we get through three minutes without tearing each other apart?" She took out her own wand and pointed it at Harry and the red head. "Expelliarmus! You can have these after we get on the train." She said in a deadly voice as the wands soared toward her. She caught them and walked up to Skye. "I'm Hermione Granger and those two idiots over there," She glanced at red head and Harry, "Are Ron Weasly and of course Harry Potter." I nodded my head. My first two minutes into my journey to Hogwarts and I already meet a stuck up Pureblood and the Golden Trio. This might not be so bad after all.

Skye felt a hand on her shoulder and looked up at Tristan's face. Skye smirked again. "So you finally decided you weren't going crazy and followed?" She asked him sarcastically. Today his black hair was spiked up in back and long in front. He frowned. "Ha ha." He muttered. "Very funny." Skye tried to look innocent and said, "I know I've been thinking about becoming a comedian." The other teens snickered. Tristan shook his head. Skye glanced over at them Ron and Harry looked awed and Hermione was just staring at Tristan.

Draco looked as impassive as ever. "Ok," Tristan checked his watch. "I'll meet you up at the castle. We're having a meeting with the headmaster before the Welcoming Feast starts." Skye nodded she had heard him tell this to her a million times. "Alright well find a compartment then and please be good Skye."

He hugged her tightly. She hugged him back. "You know I never am." She whispered to him. He half-smiled and backed away until he melted through the brick wall. Skye turned back to her new friends. They were all staring at her. "What?" She asked them. Hermione got her voice back first. "Your brothers cool." She told Skye. She laughed. "You wouldn't think so if you had to live with him!"

"Come on," she said walking to the train. Ron cleared his throat and Skye turned around. "What?" She was perplexed. Ron looked at Draco. "We are not sitting with him." He told her. She sighed and walked up to Draco. "Sorry Draco I'll see you at school." He looked a little disappointed. Awww. Skye thought. But then his features hardened. "Whatever if you want to sit with scum like them you can." Then he said in a lower tone. "Bye Skye. I hope you get into Slytherin." His breath tickled her ear and she laughed a little. He smiled and walked off.

"So your names Skye?" Harry asked her as they all got on the train and began looking for an empty compartment. Skye nodded. "Yup and you're the famous Harry Potter and the Golden Trio." Ron laughed. "Golden Trio!? Is that what they call us?" He asked clearly amused. Skye grinned. "No I just kind of made it up because of all the adventures you guys have been in." Hermione looked serious. "Makes sense." She agreed.

They finally found an empty compartment as the whistle blew and the train started to move. They all filed in. Skye sat next to the window with Ron across from her Hermione next to her and Harry diagonal. Hermione immediately started searching her bag for something she finally dug it out it was a… Book.

A leather bound title less book. She cracked it open and started reading. Skye wrinkled her nose. "Bookworm…" She muttered under her breath. She turned towards the two boys. "So either of you play Quidditch?" She asked. Their eyes lit up. "I'm a Seeker." Harry immediately said.

Skye looked at Ron expectantly. Ron shook his head. I love the sport though." He told her. Skye gave a hum of sympathy play it and watching were two different things. "I'm hoping to get a spot as a Keeper." Skye told them both. "Wood, Gryffindor's old Keeper and Captain graduated last year!" He said excitedly. Skye grinned. Ron turned to her. "So have you ever heard of the Chudley Cannons?" He asked. Skye's grin grew wider and they all launched into an intense discussion of the Chudley Cannon's chances of winning this year.

TA-DA!!

Sorry if I made Malfoy seem out-of character!

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