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Merely a few days after Hermione's arrival, Max, Ginny, Hermione, Ron and the rest of the Weasley crew were awoken very early in the morning by the noisy arrival of Harry Potter. Max hurtled down to the ground floor of the Burrow to catch a glimpse of Harry, having only heard stories about him in her childhood.

Harry Potter had hoped to arrive at the Burrow with little fanfare, but a girl he had never seen before made that less-than-possible. He froze in the doorway as the girl made her way down the stairs. Ron had mentioned the new girl Dumbledore had asked the Weasleys to accommodate over summer, but only in passing. Harry thought she was absolutely gorgeous, even in pajamas with kittens dancing all over them. She had long, waist length flowing cerulean hair, that looked wild and unruly in the morning light, her eyes were a soft amethyst and showed more emotion than he had ever seen in a pair of eyes.

"You must be Harry Potter." She said warmly, her plush lips curving into a gracious smile.

He remained quite frozen.

"Harry?" Mrs. Weasley asked. "Harry, this is Maximilienne, she's been staying with us." Harry nodded, his throat still a bit tight. "Ron's room is all set up for you, go in there and sleep, I'll wake you guys when breakfast is ready." Harry hurried up the stairs past Max to his best friends room.

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Later that day, they were all crammed into a few Ministry cars heading to Diagon Alley. They got in very quickly, and while they were all crammed in Madame Malkin's buying robes, another boy about their age came in.

Max's first impression was that he was pretty. He had white-blond hair that was slicked back away from his pale face and stormy gray eyes, he was dressed in black jeans and a plain white shirt.

"Malfoy."

"Potty, Weasel." The blond boy sneered at Harry and Ron. They obviously hated each other, Max noticed. Hermione grabbed Ron's arm.

"Don't bother, you two," she said.

As the boy that Harry and Ron called Malfoy left, they all noticed he gave Max a very long look. Max smirked, self satisfied. Shortly after that they finished their trip to Diagon Alley and returned to the Burrow.

They stood around the kitchen for a few moments before Mrs Weasley gave them a stern look. "Well? Go pack! You have to leave tomorrow!" She exclaimed. They all scurried off to pack their trunks for the trip to Hogwarts.

"So what's Hogwarts like." Max asked Hermione and Ginny as they packed their trunks.

"It's bloody brilliant." Ginny said, placing her broom into her trunk. "You'll be a sixth year?" She asked.

Max nodded. "You play Quidditch?"

Ginny smiled and nodded enthusiastically. "Yeah! I'm going for Chaser this year, you play?"

"Yeah. I'm a Seeker, so what are the houses like?"

"Gryffindor is good. Most of the Hufflepuffs are decent, Ravenclaws are all big old smarty pants and Slytherins are all evil gits, like Malfoy." Ginny explained.

"I wonder where they'll put me."

Ginny and Hermione shrugged. "Lets just hope it isnt Slytherin."

"My uncle was in Slytherin!" She remembered suddenly. "He's Head of Slytherin House!"

"Wait. Snape?"

She looked at them. "Yeah! That's my Uncle Sev!" She grinned. "My mom's brother!"

They both looked shocked. "Snape hates us Gryffindors." They explained.

She frowned. "I'll have to give him a chat about that. Sorry if he treats you bad. He's really nice underneath it all. At least with me he is."

The girls exchanged looks. "It might take a bit more than that to convince Ron and Harry, but its worth a shot."

They continued packing, discussing Quidditch and telling Max grand stories of their adventures at Hogwarts.