I stood there, not daring to breath. My mind was blank, my eyes unseeing. This was not happening, no this couldn't be happening. I was dreaming, yes that was it. I was dreaming and in a moment I would wake up, crying in fright, only to be wrapped in his arm, his voice soothing me and lulling me back to sleep, into a place of better dreams. Bangs and shouts awoke me from my fantasy and he was still there on the floor, the smile still etched on his face, the life sucked out of him. It was if some of my soul had gone with him. Kill me now, I thought, I want to go too. Take me away from this world of hurt and pain and let everything be the way it was. Let me be with him again. I could see Percy clinging to his body, as if that could bring him back. Ron just stood there, his mouth agape and Harry stooped over to pick something that had fallen on the ground, a black, velvet box. He opened it slowly and out puffed clouds of smoke, forming the words, "My Heart will always be, and only be with Gabrielle." Inside, nestled in the folds of silk was a ring, an engagement ring. I was out before my head hit the ground.

The steam cleared and I saw him for the first time. I was eleven and had been early upon arriving at Kings Cross Station. My mum and dad had to go to a meeting at the ministry and I was one of the first to board, finding a compartment near the rear of the train. The only other people on it besides me were a group of fourth year boys and I was definitely not sitting with them. Getting to the train early did have it's advantages, I could watch everyone that came to platform 9 and 3/4. Ten minutes had gone by and I was starting to doze off, getting up early does that for me, I'm not a morning person, more like a night owl, when a whistle blared. I immediately sat up, alert and peering out the window. Steam from the engines had accumulated and I strained to see through the thickening fog. As it cleared a red-haired family came into view. The mother was in front, a homely, plump and kind-faced looking women, with two young children in tow, both with the same colored hair. In fact the whole lot of them, seven total, were all red heads. There was an older looking boy in probably his sixth or seventh and final year. He was stocky and as they came closer he had a lot of freckles. His hair was long and of course red. The other boy, looking to be somewhat younger but still not the youngest, had a pompous manner, and was tall and thin with horn rimed glasses. There were two younger children a girl and a boy, both looking far too young to be at Hogwarts yet. Then there was him. He and his brother, looking to be about my age and twins at that. But the one on the right was different somehow. Out of both of them I was somewhat drawn to him. They had the same build as the oldest boy and both had identical grins on there faces. The boy looked up at me, right in my eyes and I gasped. An electric current traveled up my arm so fast, I could have just imagined it. I looked away, blushing, not daring to look back until I knew they were gone.

A while later, the train was starting to get full, but no one had entered my compartment. I kind of felt like a loner. Just the, a head peered into my window and then flashed away. I caught a glimpse of red and the sound of laughter. Then the door was opening in my compartment and the twins were coming in.

"Mind if we sit down?" They asked and I nodded, too startled to speak. They both settled down opposite of me. I fiddled with the bracelet on my wrist.

"I saw you sitting on the train. You were staring at me." The boy that had given me the electric current stated, with the same big grin on his face. I flushed a deep red color, but held my ground.

"Is there something wrong with looking?" My defiant tone startled me more than it did the twins I think. Though they looked at each other with amusement.

"No, not really. I'm Fred Weasley and this is George. We're twins, if you hadn't already figured that out," Fred declared.

"I did, thanks. I'm Gabrielle Dermas. I saw the rest of your family out there. Is that all of them or are there more?" I sat patiently waiting for there response.

"Well no there's nine of us total," George offered.

"My brother Charlie, he's the oldest at nineteen. He's a curse breaker for Gringotts. He earned O.W.L.s in all twelve subjects. Then there's my brother Bill, you probably saw him, he's in his final year at Hogwarts. He's the best seeker the Gryffindor Quidditch team has had in a long time. Then there's Percy. He's in his third year now and just dying to be a prefect. We hope he will get it, too,we're just dying for his head to swell about 100 times bigger," Fred and George shared a laugh and I joined in.

"He doesn't sound like your favorite brother,"

"That's the understatement of a year. Then there's Ron and Ginny, nine and eight. My dad is Arthur Weasley, head of muggle department of misused artifacts. Then our mum, Molly and that's about it. What about your family though, do you have any siblings?" Fred asked.

"I'm an only child," I said and it bothered me I couldn't tell him more and make him laugh.

"That must be lonely," Fred sympathized.

"Yeah, but I have my mum and dad. My mum works at St. Mungos and dad works at the ministry, he's talked about your dad before if I recall,"

"Good or bad?"

"Oh! Good; he really enjoyed talking to him, though there on different floors so they probably don't meet often." A whistle blared loudly."Well, we'd better go. Some guys are bringing a pet tarantula onboard and we want to see it." George stated and started to stand.

"Yeah, see you around Gabrielle," Fred got up too and they both left. At that moment, did I know that their whole family would be an important part of my life? No.

I needn't have been worried about being a loner for long because in came about three other first year girls, all giggling and excited.

"I'm just hoping to get in to Gryffindor!" One girl said as she came into my compartment and the other girls nodded in agreement.

"Mind if we sit here?" A girl with jet black hair asked and when I said yes, she sat down with a thump on the seat across from me.

"I'm Katie Bell, and you are?" The girl with black hair asked.

"I'm Gabrielle Dermas,"

"Oh, does your mother work in St. Mungos?" Another girl with blond hair asked, who introduced herself as Alicia Spinnet.

"Yeah she does," I replied.

"My mother is a healer at St. Mungos too," Katie offered.

"Look! We're moving!" The third girl, Marina Towler said excitedly. I peered out the window and we were indeed moving. The platform was slowly pulling away from view. We were headed towards Hogwarts.

As the train slowed to a stop, I awoke from my sleep. My stomach grumbled. I had only eaten some chocolate frogs and Pumpkin pasties, not a very substantial meal. We were all in our school uniform and very anxious to be sorted. As we unloaded from the train, a tall man, the tallest I'd ever seen was waving a giant lantern in the air bellowing, "first yers over here!" over and over repeatedly. We all lined up huddled together, as the night air whipped around us. After being led to the boats and sailing across the lake, we all gathered in a small corridor where Professor Mcgonagall told us about the procedure of the sorting hat. We were led into the Great Hall and I gaped. The whole ceiling was not there. It was as if the sky was above us. Candles floating as if suspended by invisible ropes and the tables were all set for each house. The rest of the students sat impatiently, apparently wanting to eat. The rest of the evening was a blur after I was sorted. Into Gryffindor of course, the house of both of my parents. I remember sitting on the couch, listening to my mother tell stories of how she and my dad had met. The three other girls in the same compartment as me were sorted into my house as well. Fred and George were also sorted into Gryffindor, but they had said that they would have been shocked if they hadn't, apparently everyone in their family was a Gryffindor. A prefect was leading everyone up to the dormitories. I could see Percy watching the prefects every move as if they were the most fascinating thing ever. There were some other girls in the same year as us, but everyone was too exhausted to even begin to introduce themselves. I guess we had a lot of time for that. A lot of time.