On the train, after Christmas break. You sit on the train, alone in a compartment. "This is so unfair!! Why couldn't I stay where I was?" you said talking to yourself out loud.

The door slid open and three boys stepped in. "This is OUR compartment! Get out."

"No, I was here first. And I don't see your names on it. So, either you bare sitting with me, or get out."

"Are you telling ME what to do?" said the thin boy with blond hair.

"Ya, got a problem with that, Blondie?"

He started talking thru his teeth; "I don't remember seeing YOU before."

"I'm transferring in. Now either sit or leave."

"What's your name? I'm Draco Malfoy. Oh, and this is Crabbe and Goyle."

"Good for you, you have names!"

"I asked you for yours."

"I'm none of your business."

When you arrive at Hogwarts, you are taken to Dumbledor's office. "Miss Potter, your brother will be here shortly, until then let's see what house your to be in."

"Goodie."

He had you sit, and he placed a large, old looking hat on your head. You here a voice in your head, coming from the hat; Hmmm, Well Miss Potter, Usually I would shout what I see, but if I put you in Slytherin, no, you have the mind for it but I think Gryffindor.' He, or it shouted the last word and Dumbledor took the hat.

"Professor, you wanted to see me?"

"Ah, Harry, come in." A boy with your jet-black hair and green eyes sat next to you. You don't have glasses. "Harry, this is Lila. Your twin sister. I'll leave you two to get to know each other."

He left you with Harry. Harry's face was frozen in shock, staring at you. "What?" you snap at him.

"Twin? I never knew I had a twin."

"Really? There was no way of me NOT knowing about you."

"Were have you been?"

" America. Why?"

"Your lucky."

"If you say so." You were getting annoyed.

"Lila, what house are you in?"

"Sl-Gryffindor"

"Me to."

BLAST THAT HAT!! IT PUT ME WITH HIM WHEN I BELONG IN SLYTHERIN!!' "Oh,"

"Do you have a scar too?"

"No, I was at the neighbors house. So I didn't face Volda… him." You always had called You Know Who by his name, but you get yelled at so you say him' when you catch yourself.

"Oh. Well, come on, I'll introduce you to my friends."

Harry leads you to the great hall. "Hey guys, this is my twin sister Lila, Lila, this is Ron Weasly and Hermione Grainger."

"Hi Lila!!"

"What ever."

They spent the next hour talking about themselves then asked you about yourself.

"I lived in America in a wizard orphanage. Now I live with muggles that are forcing me to share a room with Harry." You tried hard as to not insult Harry. You got up.

"Where are you going?"

"I think I'll find the potions room."

"Don't get your hopes up. The potions teacher hates all who are not Slytherins."

You shrug.

"Seriously. You…"

"Now look here you stupid know-it-all, Mudblood, I do what I want and so if you'll excuse me…" you push past them.

Harry and his friends stared at you, horror-stricken. "Harry, is she a Slytherin?!!"

"No. Gryffindor." Oh, by the way, you shouted the mudblood part so many students overheard you too.

outside the great hall, someone grabs your shoulder. You turn to see Draco Malfoy. "What?"

"I thought, at least from our encounter on the train, that you'd LIKE Potter and his friends."

"I do like A Potter. Me."

"You?"

"I'm Lila Potter, that stupid, mudblood-loving, fame-spoiled, bastard's little twin sister."

"I like the way you think. I'm Pot-er, your Brother's enemy. What house you in?"

"Well, that stupid hat put me with Harry, but it said I should be in Slytherin."

"Dumbledork's doing I'm sure. I'm in Slytherin." For the first time since you were told you were transferring, you smiled.

"So, were are you headed to?" Draco asked.

"I'm looking for the potions room. Making potions usually calm me down, and I haven't had a chance to calm down since they told me I had to live with Harry."

"Here, so you won't get lost, I'll show you to Snape's room."

"Snape… the Potions teacher?"

"Yes, and head of Slytherin."

"I was told he don't like Gryffindors."

"He don't, but I think he'll like you just fine." He offered his arm and you took it.

You and Draco stepped into the potions room. A tall skinny man with greasy black hair was finishing a potion. "Professor?"

"Yes Mr. Malfoy? Miss…?"

"Oh, I'm Lila Potter."

"Yes, Dumbledor did mention your being here. He also told me you're in Gryffindor. And what the hat said to you about, Slytherin."

"You do?"

"Yes."

"I don't see why I should be in Gryffindor. I hoped to be in Slytherin."

"I know. Now, why are you here?"

"Oh, I'm here to mix a random potion. I enjoy potions."

"You are nothing like your brother."

"I'll take that as a compliment."

"Are you good at potions?"

"Yes. Over in America I was in an advanced class as well as the regular class."

"Who was your teacher?"

"Professor Furnhum."

"I met her once, she's teaching now?"

"Yes."

"Well, how about you help me. Madame Pomfrey asked me to mix a great amount of healing potions for the Hospital wing."

"Okay. Thanks Draco."

"No problem." You turn to Draco. "See you in class tomorrow."