A/N Sorry about the last chapter, it was a bit rough around the edges. Anyway in this one I should try and get into it a bit more. This is no longer in the first person for a bit because I want to get everyone else's reactions to her.
The Gryffindor common room was silent that night. As always on the first day of term students had retired early after a tiring day of travelling. Harry, Ron and Hermione, however, were sat opposite the fire place discussing the schools newest arrival.
'She's peculiar looking, and did you see the way she was dressed? That tiny skirt and knee eye boots, she looked ridiculous' Hermione looked at Ron and Harry, who both gave her outraged looks.
'Well she may be dressed slightly differently to what we're used to here in the wizarding world but I for one have no complaints' Ron piped up, trying to stifle laughter until he caught Harry's eye.
The boys giggled like the school boys they should be while Hermione sat by giving them filthy looks. Finally the laughter ceased and Hermione muttered coldly
'Are you quite done?'
'Well I'm sorry but you've got to admit she's really attractive' said Harry
Ron joined in 'Yeah, like out of this world attractive. She more beautiful than Fleur and I didn't think that was possible. In fact I think she was better than the Veela…just without that spell they put on you'
Hermione sat there in her seat. She was convinced this new girl was trouble. There was something about her that wasn't quite right. For one thing she looked at least 17 but could just as easily pass for 21. And one underlining issue is, and she would never admit it, was the fact that her two best friends were just drooling over her. She hated it and the last thing she wanted on top of everything was to discuss this girls 'humongous breasts yet tiny physic' as Ron charmingly put it.
'And I'll tell you one thing for free; when she walked past in that tiny tank top I could have sworn I caught a glimpse of a naval piercing' Harry interrupted Hermione's thoughts.
'Yeah, and she wasn't wearing a bra!' exclaimed Ron.
That must have done it for Hermione, something had finally snapped inside her.
'Okay, that's enough!' Hermione's face was bright red by now. 'The new girl is obviously a hoar and she isn't even pretty'
'Err…Hermione' Harry muttered his eyes averted.
'Don't defend her Harry, she's trouble and I know it. Why did Dumbledore bring her here anyway? She's about 5 years older than all the first formers and I think she was on drugs!'
Hermione paused, breathing fast. Her hair stood up in all directions and her skin was still an ugly bright red colour. Hermione couldn't understand why she got so mad, especially at someone she didn't even know. What confused her more though was the fact that it was something Ron had said. She decided to shrug it off and go to bed. Muttering something to Ron and Harry about being too tired and was going to head to the girls dormitories. She turned around and was stopped in her tracks when she found herself face to face with the new girl herself.
The girl had a slight smile on her face and she was staring intently into Hermione's eyes. Standing there, gobsmacked, Hermione didn't move an inch.
The girl stepped back a few inches and extended her hand.
'Nice to meet you, I'm the ugly new girl who happens to be a slut and a drug user'
She spoke quietly and evenly, with an attractive Cockney accent. The smile was still shining at Hermione and the hand was still extended. Hermione reluctantly took it hiding behind her hair.
Truth be told, the girl was beautiful. Her hair was a deep dark brown, just a shade off black and it reached all the way down to her waist. She also had huge, intense brown eyes, like the Mona Lisa. Her skin was pale olive, similar to that of a Mediterranean woman.
She was a small girl, even shorter than Hermione, and she was noticeably thin. In fact her clothing seemed to be hanging off her and the tank top would have looked ridiculous if it wasn't for the surprising size of her breasts, which gave her a very feminim figure.
The girl walked towards the boys, who were sat gawping at her with their mouths wide open, and she announced that her name was 'Zephyr Star' she was also quick to mention that her mother was high at the time. Quickly a conversation sparked and the boys gave Zephyr all the information they could on Hogwarts while Zephyr tried to explain who she was and where she came from.
'So what were you parents like when they found out about this?' Harry asked, while he and Ron both leaned forward towards Zephyr.
Zephyr chuckled, shaking her head slightly 'I wouldn't know, I haven't met my Dad and I haven't seen my mum since I was 9'
'Really?' said Ron 'Then who were you living with until now?'
Zephyr laughed again 'well on my own, where else?'
Harry looked at her. 'How? You said you were only 16, where do you manage to make that amount of money to pay a rent?'
'Well lets just say your little friend made some pretty close calculations earlier on, speaking of which were is she? I need to know where to sleep'
Zephyr stood up and scanned the room. It was getting late and considering how early she had been woken up, she was pretty anxious to get into a bed.
A/n That's all for tonight thanks for reading
