"Samara, get up! The train leave in about two hours!," yelled James, repedily trying to push her off her bed. James was Remus Lupin and Tonks's son. He had gray-blue eyes, light brown hair and hung out with Samara since they were born.

Samara woke up annoyed and tired," Yeah, yeah, I'm coming," she said while rubbing her eyes. She got out of bed and looked around, everyone else was up and out of the room, the beds unmade and an item or two on the floor. It was September first! She could finally leave for the year! She turned to the bed in the oppisite corner Emily she thought. She slowly stepped over where she saw a forgotten book laying near the foot of the bed, its cover torn and pages fadded," Have you seen a blonde haired girl downstairs? She's tall, light brown hair."

James shrugged," I can't remember, does it matter? Just leave it under the bed or pillow, she'll get it."

"No she won't," Samara shook her head," She's sixteen, seventeen in November."

James gave her a confused look.

Samara sighed," Okay, we're half-bloods, Pansy dosn't want anything to do with us. The only reason the other children and me on this floor are here and not on the streets is because of our parents money. She gets a part of our fourtune every year she keeps us, but it expires when we turn seventeen and of age, so she dumps all of our stuff on the porch as a seventeenth birthday present to us and won't let us go back. Thats why Emily's space is so empty, she took everything, except this book. It's her parents, I can't let her forget it."

"You were always the caring one. Just take it with you, you'll see her at school, now come on, remember, the train?"James walked out of the room," Meet me downstairs in ten minutes, okay?"

Samara stood there for a few seconds. She took another look at the book and placed it in her trunk. She walked over to the wardrobe stared at the old mirrior, it was an old ritual she had, the first and last day of school she would look into that mirrior to see any change. There was so much that had changed since she first stared into the refelctive glass, she had aged eight years, eight years, in this dungion. She still had a young face, same emerald green eyes, and same jet black bushy hair. Drop down to her neak and around it -as it was for every day of the past eight years- her locket, gold and heart-shaped. Inside, her parent's picture, the only one she had. She opened her wardrobe, that changed too. The fashion of Britian, and the rest of the world, had changed to it's time of glory, Britian in this case, returned to the time when "the sun never sets on the British Empire" or to 1890's. Of coarse the privledged children (purebloods, wealthy half-bloods) would wear these, on the lower classes it was slightly different then the origional, not as plain. These clothes showed class. Samara had some from both, plainer dresses for summer work, when Pansy would send them off somewhere, when doing leasurely things, Pansy expected all the children, even the half-bloods to show they had some class. Today was one of those days so she put on a slip, corseted herself, and put on one of her prettier dresses, a pale blue. She tied a blue ribbion in her hair, put on her boots and with a flick of her wand, levitating the trunk down the stairs.

They arrived at King's Cross twenty minutes later, and after zooming through the barrier they were on platform nine and three quarters. Their luggage was loaded onto the train and were about to climb aboard when a red haired girl came running towards them," James! Samara!"

They turned around," Annie! Hey, how was your summer?" asked Samara.

"Oh my God, I thought it would never end! As much as I love Ireland, it's insane. The Death Eaters are still moving people left and right!"

"We'll discuss it on the train were blocking the door," said James as the three of them got inside and headed for a compartment. A whistle blew and the train began to move. They waved at James' and Annie's parents until they turned a corner and disappeared from view.

"So, you guys are still dividing?" asked Samara.

"Yeah, I heard the U.S.'s deadline is the new year."

"They've gotten the U.S. too?!"

"Yes, you thought they would have stopped after mid-Europe. I'm telling you what will happen in ten, twenty years? There going get rid of us next," Annie walked towards the door and pulled it yanked it open," What, Cora."

Cora was Annie's sister but looked very different. She had brown curls to rival Annie's red ones. They both had the same chocolate eyes. It was Cora's first time going to Hogwarts, Samara thought she was very lucky to have an older sister to follow around.

"Mummy says you have to hang out with me," whined Cora.

"Well Mum isn't here right now is she?" Annie showed Cora the door and closed it behind her.

"You really ought to be nicer to her," Samara noted, she opened the compartment door and peaked outside, but Cora had already vanished, looking up and down the corridor she returned to her seat, staring outside as the country flew by.

Annie looked around," Have you seen Lavinia, I swear can that girl wear any larger hats?"

Ahh Lavinia Malfoy, The Malfoy's only daughter. She made everyone call her "princess", and she was the most evil spoiled child this side of Europe. She had a twin brother named Thomas or 'Tom' for short, but no one ever saw him, he kept to himself, so it was his sister who got all the attention. She made sure she was treated like royalty, most people called her family the 'royal family' anyway.

flashback

September 1st, 2011. Samara and James were at King's Cross, it was their first year at Hogwarts, they had gotten there early so they have time to kill, they talking about stories they heard about the recent happenings at Hogwarts, when the Malfoys walked onto Platform 9 3/4. Ginny walked throught holding Lainia's hand, Tom followed closly behind on Ginny's other side. Behind the three of them there was a teenage girl bringing the trunks.

Lavinia looked up at the train and turned to her mother," Mum, are these compartments going to be seated according to blood? I shouldn't like to be seated next to a discusting half-blood, Robin Goyle told me that they're highly uncivilized."

"Lavinia!," Ginny snapped," Princesses never speak like that," she lowered her voice," at least not in public, honestly, you have to keep up your reputation."

She shook her hair, her blonde curls were tied with a large mint green bow, the exact shade of her dress," Briget!"she called to the teen carring the trunks," The train will leave soon, your being too slow with these trunks! Do you want to be let go? Do you want to live on the streets with your fellow filthy half-bllod orphans?"

"Yes miss," she fumbled with the trunk handle," I'm terribly sorry miss." The poor girl, Samara was watching from her spot, and Ginny, to watch her daughter treating her like that and not even turning her head. Briget looked as if she should still be attending Hogwarts, she probley was, as Lavinia's servant. She had her chocolate brown hair in messy bun, strands of hair falling out, she looked as if she hadden't had a good night's sleep in a very long time, and probley wouldn't until she no longer had to work for Lavinia.

"Are those the Malfoys?" Samara asked James, Tom had boarded the train and was waiting on his sister.

"Unfortunetly," James replied," I hear Tom is much nicer then Lavinia, though I doubt any of them will talk to us, they're pure-blood royalty, were half-blood, if you weren't rich you would probley be in the same position as the girl loading the trunks, or worse with your name."

Samara shrugged, she had seen the children who parent's didn't leave enough to live at the orphanage, there were to options, work for the purebloods, or live whereever you managed to find shealter. The pure-blood children would laugh at the raggidy half-blood children.

end flashback

"I heard she making her father pass an order banning half-bloods from the Slythern house," Annie piped up.

"Who did you hear that from?" James had a huge 'wtf?!' face.

"Lottie told me," Annie answered. Lottie Longbottom was the child of Neville anf Luna. She and her mother studied conspiracies, polite people would call them curious, everyone else would call them stupid.

"What percent of things Lottie told us actually were real?" Samara stated.

"I just heard is all," they became quiet, for the next seveal hours they spoke of their summers, and soon they arrived at Hogwarts. James,Samara and Annie climbed the stone steps and entered the Great Hall, the teachers were already at their seats and they took their seats on their part of the table, the back end.

"So," began James,"you think Cora will be in Gryffindor too?"

"Eh."

The Sorting ended with Cora being placed into Gryffindor and after the feast Professor McGonagall stood up for her usual start of term speech," First years note, the forest is strictly forbidden, that goes for the older students too. Also, half-bloods are not allowed into the pure-blood dorms, no excusses. Anyone wishing to tryout for qudditch-"

Samara stopped listening, the speech was always the same crap: no forest, something about half-bloods, and qudditch. Not important, not to her anyway. As soon as the speech was over she went with the rest of the house up to the dorms, soon she reached the small circular room with three beds. Her's, Annie's, and another one of her friends, who just entered the room.

"Hey, Samara, Annie," she said.

"Hi Lottie," They responded. Lottie was small for her age, had shoulder length blonde hair and blue eyes," How was your summer? Mum and I made a huge breakthrough, it turns out the Ministry is secretly plotting world domination by secretly recruiting the half-bloods and bringing back the muggleborns, who aren't really gone just hidden from the rest of the world!"

Annie rolled her eyes," Everyone knows where the muggleborns are, it's called the muggle world, remember they had to leave or they were killed, so the last one's are stuck there."

Lottie made her 'that's what they want you to think' face,"Only some were killed, the rest were taken to a small island in the Atlantic, duh."

It annoyed the hell out of Samara when Lottie made her muggle born theories. They weren't true, none of Lottie's theories were. She never believed them in case they weren't true, she didn't want to get her hopes up only to find out it wasn't true.

The door to their dorm opened and in came Cora being pushed in by a second year," Are you her sister?" the second year demanded.

"Yes?" Annie looked confused.

"You should tell her to stay out of the pure-blood dorms, and if she dosn't want to sleep on the floor in the comman room she won't go into them again," she shoved Cora giving her a dirty look,"do you hear that little half-blood, stay on your side!" She stomped out the door, knocking everything of Lottie's side table on the way out."

Cora ran to Annie,"Annie, I didn't mean to, I-I couldn't find my dorm, so I walked into the first one I saw, I didn't know it was pure-blood, honestly I didn't," she began to cry," Now they'll never let me forget it!"

Annie hugged her sister," It's alright," she looked to Samara and Lottie for support.

"Cora," Samara began," Pure-bloods are like this, it's just somthing you have to get used to," she frowned," One day we'll change it back to how it was."

sigh I finally finished this chappie! yay! I know not much, but hang in there!♥