A/N: This is the beginning of Chapter 1. There should be more pretty soon, just thought I would put this out there.

Bria's POV

I couldn't keep myself from screaming when I got my letter from Hogwarts. Johnathan had sent me several owls (the whole owl post thing was still a bit weird to me) about how amazing it was. He wrote about the classes, teachers, and houses. I was grateful, for this meant I wouldn't being going in completely blind. I had spent the past two years fantasizing about who I would met, what I would learn, and which house I would be in. I kind of wanted to be be in Hufflepuff, my brother's house. I would never admit it to him, but it would be nice to have him around.

Rose was excited, too, but I could tell she was slightly upset. She still had to wait another year. That meant she would have to face her muggle school for a year on her own. She had never really fit in much, but she was strong. I knew she could handle herself.

I counted down the days to September 1. The time seemed to be passing incredibly slowly and unbelievably quickly at the same time. I was packed three days early, and I kept unpacking and repacking to make sure I had everything.

My brother ran onto the platform first. I had done it twice before, but this time was different. I took a deep breath and ran. As we were about to board the train, two read headed twins ran up.

"Hey Johnathan," one of them said.

"Who's this?" the other asked, looking at me.

"This is my little sister, Bria. Bria, this is Fred and George."

"Pleasure to meet you," both said at the same time as they took my hands and shook them.

"Same to you," I said smiling.

"Well, we had better get going if we're going to get a seat," one of the twins, George I think, said.

Johnathan started to speak. "I really need to make sure-"

"Oh, just go," I said. He started to protest. "I'll be fine." He looked unsure, but gave in an went off with Fred and George.

I sighed and climbed up onto the train to find a seat. I ended up sitting with an awkward boy named Neville and a slightly obnoxiously smart girl named Hermione. Neville lost his toad part way through the trip, so Hermione and I helped him search for it.

When we got off the train, a huge man directed all first years to the boats. I gasped when I first saw the castle and waited nervously with the others.

I was standing behind a dark-haired boy and a red-haired one who looked like he might be related the twins I met earlier. When I watched the first kid go up to be sorted, my heart kept speeding up. When my name was called I timidly walked forward and sat on the stool as the Sorting Hat was placed on my head.

"This one is tricky. Hmmm. Ambition. There is a desire for knowledge. However, both of those are overshadowed by your loyalty. Maybe you belong in Hufflepuff. But besides that there is also a sense of selflessness and courage. Yes, lots of courage. Yes, I think I do know where you belong. You belong in GRYFFINDOR!"

A roaring cheer came from the table decorated in gold. There was a bit of cheering from the yellow one, where my brother and some of his friends from Hufflepuff were smiling at me. One of the twins, I'm not sure which one, motioned for me to sit beside him.

"Welcome to Gryffindor," he said, smiling and patting me on the back. I smiled back.