A/N: Sorry about not posting anything in forever; I've been busy. But I just watched Goblet of Fire, and that got rid of my writer's block. Oh, and before I forget, JK owns, I'm just here to borrow everything but Katie.

Katie had tried, several times, to make herself look presentable for her first day at Hogwarts. All attempts had failed though; her usually wavy hair had chosen to frizz instead this morning, much to her dismay.

"Katie!" her mother called. "The train leaves in 15 minutes!" Running her fingers through her hair one last time (it still frizzed, unfortunately), Katie grabbed her trunk, and ran down the stairs to the fireplace.

"Remember sweetheart," her mother said as she took a handful of sparkling dirt from the flowerpot on the mantle. "There's nothing for you to be worried about. Just do well in school. And try to make some friends," she continued with a chuckle. She then checked her watch. "Oh, you'd better get going!"

Katie threw the dirt into the fireplace, and the embers turned a bright green. "Don't worry Mom, I'll be fine," she assured her mother. And with a shout of "King's Cross, between platforms 9 and 10!" she was off.

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The sensation was strange at first; everything rushing past her in a huge blur. But the feeling subsided after a moment, and she fell onto what felt like pavement. The impact of her landing had caused her to let go of her trunk, and its contents were now lying messily on the ground beside her.

Before she could worry about feeling embarrassed, Katie got herself up and brushed off her robes. It was then she realized how stupid she really looked. She hurriedly began to gather her books, hoping no one noticed. The station looked rather busy, thankfully…

"Look at the little first year!" a male voice from behind her cried.

"Ronald! You're a prefect now! Help the poor thing for God's sake!" a female voice scolded. After some hesitation, Katie saw someone crouch down to help her out of the corner of her eye. Before they could lay even a finger on any of her books, she stood up.

"I-I don't need any help, but thanks," Katie said, trying to sound confident.

"Oh, it's nothing to worry about dear," a plump, smiling redheaded woman replied. "Ronald was only trying to be a gentleman." She gave the gangly boy standing next to her a hard nudge. His hair was a shocking red, like his mother's, except it was short, and fell into his eyes a bit. He was a whole two heads taller than Katie; she had to crane her neck up significantly to make eye contact.

"Right, Ron a gentleman," another redhead quipped. This one looked older, maybe a year or so. He had a twin, it seemed, and they both wore matching grins.

"Piss off, Fred," the younger boy snapped. "If you hadn't spotted, I'm Ron Weasley," he said with a smile. Katie let out a small giggle, and smiled back. "That's my mum," (he motioned to the plump woman) "my brothers, Fred and George," (the twins bowed exaggeratedly) "and my sister, Ginny." (a younger girl with darker red hair waved to Katie)

"I'm Hermione Granger," said a brown haired girl with eyes to match. "Ron rudely didn't introduce us." She shot Ron a rather intimidating glare.

"I'm Harry," said a boy with messy black hair, and emerald green eyes. He was shorter than Ron, but still taller than Katie. He brushed his hair out of his eyes, revealing a lightning-bolt shaped scar on his forehead. Katie's mouth fell open slightly. Harry Potter, the Harry Potter, was actually speaking to her!

"Oh, yeah. That," Harry said nonchalantly, as if talking about the weather.

"I'm Katie, by the way," Katie said, feeling dumb for taking this long to introduce herself properly.

Mrs. Weasley checked her watch. "Come along now dearies, you don't want to miss the train!"

The Weasley children, Harry, and Hermione all walked up to the brick pillar between platforms 9 and 10, and just leaned causally against it.

"You too sweetheart," Mrs. Weasley said to Katie. Katie simply gave her a confused look.

"She's a first year Mum, she doesn't know," George sighed.

"Um, I'm not a first year," Katie explained. "I'm a fifth year, actually. I moved here from the States over the summer."

Hermione's eyes lit up. "Oh, you have to tell me what it's like in America! I've always wanted to go!"

"Enough chatter girls!" Fred cried, sounding uncannily like his mother. "Allow me to demonstrate." And with that, the redhead simply leaned a little further into the pillar, and vanished.

"Show off," Katie heard Ron mutter under his breath.

They all did the same as Fred, and the next thing Katie knew, they were standing in front of a magnificent steam engine with the words "Hogwarts Express" on the side in fancy cursive.

"Now boys, don't be causing any sort of trouble this year," Mrs. Weasley said to the twins. "And Ronald, remember to behave like a prefect. Although, I'm sure Hermione will keep you in line." The train whistle blew, and Mrs. Weasley shooed the group off. "Harry, Hermione, have a lovely term. You too Katie," she said as the train was about to pull away. So, everything may not have gone completely has Katie had planned, but she had a feeling she was going to love Hogwarts.

And there you have it! Chapter 2! Please review, it would mean absolutely everything to me. (: