A few months flew by, and soon it was mid November at Hogwarts. The trees were all decorated in warm, fiery colors, which is what brought Kelsey Scott out of the Ravenclaw tower and near the Black Lake on a Saturday morning after breakfast. She brought her school work with her, though most of it was completed the night before. And, even though she found a comfortable spot against her favorite tree, she couldn't bring herself to concentrate on her work. She kept thinking about the letter her godmother had sent her a few days ago.

'Dear Kelsey,

Congratulations on being sorted into Ravenclaw! Seems you're more like me than I thought, the hat considered me in both houses as well, but eventually chose Hufflepuff for me. Don't worry, what happened is normal. Sometimes the great Sorting Hat can't even make up its mind.

I'm glad to hear school is going well! How are your teachers? What's your favorite class? Have you made any new friends? Am I asking too many questions? Sorry dearie, it's just because I care.

Have fun and write back soon!

Love,

Aunt Beth'

Kelsey had been meaning to write back to her godmother ever since she had received the letter. In fact, she had even gotten pretty far:

'Aunt Beth,

Now that I know more about the four houses, I'm a bit surprised you weren't sorted into Ravenclaw, but I can also completely see it the same way. School's fine, and I don't particularly like one class over another…although I can't say I like History of Magic one bit. Did you have Professor Binns when you were a student here? I have to do all the reading myself if I want to learn anything, because I'm pretty sure his voice has been charmed to put students to sleep. But besides that class, all my other professors are very fair and classes are interesting enough.'

Kelsey had gotten puzzled when it came to writing about her friends. She briefly mentioned Cedric, but they were not overly close. It wasn't because she didn't like Cedric, she just didn't see him as often as she may have liked. She also mentioned the Galloway boy, even though they barely talked since the opening feast. It was at that point when she thought back to the very beginning of the year and meeting the Weasleys.

She saw Charlie a few times after the train ride. She had started going to visit Hagrid at his hut near the Forbidden Forrest, and would run into Charlie sometimes. She still didn't know the 6th year overly well, but when she had seen him, he was always very friendly and asking her how classes were going.

Percy she had only seen once, which is when he had picked up another Ravenclaw girl, Penelope Clearwater, from Ravenclaw tower. He didn't see her though.

And Fred and George, well she saw them all the time in her Transfiguration and Charms class. However, Kelsey felt as if they had never even met. They were always with the other Gryffindors in their year, usually a boy with dreadlocks. They hadn't really acknowledged her existence since their train ride to Hogwarts. Kelsey wouldn't have minded as much if she had actually made a good friend here, but she hadn't. She felt that all the other students had made at least one by now, so she felt very lonely and more homesick than usual. She missed seeing Uncle Moony and Aunt Beth. They both had said this school would be good for her, but were they right?

She sighed quietly, buttoning up her robes as the cool autumn breeze brushed against her. She folded the letters back up and went back to the work that she still had to do. She had to finish up a Potions essay and then write a Charms essay. But since her Potions essay was practically done and Charms came very easy to Kelsey, she finished both within the hour. Not expecting to be done so soon, she decided to bring her school work back to room and then head to the library to pick up a new book to read to distract her for the rest of the day.

When she opened the side door to get back into the castle, she didn't expect anything out of the ordinary to happen. Certainly not a bucket filled with a sticky potion and feathers to pour all over her. And yet, she found herself drenched and very confused, until she had heard the laughter of many other students.

As she tried to wipe the gunk away from her eyes, she felt her cheeks heat up. Once she could somewhat see, she saw a few older Slytherins, passing Hufflepuffs trying to hide their laughter, and many young-looking Gryffindors. The ones laughing the hardest were very familiar looking redheaded doppelgangers. Kelsey's eyes widened as the gears turned quickly in her head.

"And, for a special offer," George started.

"Presented by yours truly," Fred continued.

"We promise not to prank you,"

"Like we will with the rest of Hogwarts."

How could they do this? They promised they wouldn't! Kelsey didn't understand why her vision was becoming cloudy again until she felt the water escape from her eyes.

"L-Liars!" she yelled before running away towards Ravenclaw tower.

Recognizing her voice, Fred and George Weasley immediately stopped laughing and looked back at their latest victim running away from the scene. As soon as they saw Kelsey, they felt immediate regret. They did not forget what they said on the train ride, and felt very guilty, something very unusual for the ruthless prankster Weasley twins. The girl they had just pulled a prank on was the one person they had promised not to. Fred and George glanced at each other. They couldn't remember the last time they apologized for something (unless it involved their mother). How were they going to fix this?

George spotted Kelsey's forgotten bag and books lying on the floor by the door where Kelsey entered. He turned to Fred as soon as he turned to look at him. Well, there's only one thing to do now.

Timothy Rogers was just finishing up his rounds of patrolling the many corridors of Hogwarts for the morning. Though being a prefect had its perks, rounds weren't exactly something the 6th year Ravenclaw particularly enjoyed. Especially having to wake up earlier than any normal 16-year-old would on a Saturday.

Just as he was about to climb the stairs to the Ravenclaw common room, he heard someone running from down the hall. He turned to see a young girl from his house, or at least, that's what he could tell from under the gunk all over her. He guessed it was a prank, he had heard from the other prefects about them, though most of them didn't do much about it. He was a bit annoyed that the pranksters have finally gotten to a member of his own house.

"Hello, miss?" he cautiously approached the girl, who had stopped running to try and get the gunk away from her face.

"Hi, I'm Timothy Rogers, I'm a Ravenclaw prefect." He kneeled down in front of her.

Kelsey recognized the voice from the Welcoming Ceremony. She stiffened a little bit, still not being sure how to talk to students much older than her.

"What's your name?" he asked.

"Kelsey Scott." She said as clearly as she could.

As soon as Kelsey said her name, he automatically recognized her. The grey eyes with the brown hair (under all the gunk) was unmistakable. She was the Hatstall that ended up in Ravenclaw.
"I'm here to help, alright? Let's get you up to the Hospital Wing, Madam Pomfrey probably has something that could get that stuff off."

He stood up and, for a moment, was confused on how to guide her. She was still having trouble keeping the gunk away from her face.

"Do you mind if I take your hand? You seem to be having a hard time guiding yourself."

Wasn't that a weird question for a 16-year-old male to ask an 11-year-old girl? He felt nervous. It was so much easier talking to his little sister than it was talking to her. He was usually good with younger students, but girls sometimes he'd have a problem with and he did have his moments.

Kelsey's cheeks turned red and she shook her head, knowing that she'd be unable to say anything. Tim took her hand and they were on their way to the hospital wing. Kelsey stopped trying to wipe the gunk from her eyes, instead just keeping them closed. He would let her know when there were stairs to climb, and she trusted the older Ravenclaw. But still, millions of thoughts were running through her head on their seemingly-long walk: Is this my fist time holding a boy's hand? No, I've held Uncle Moony's plenty of times. Is this different? Well he's not my family…

"Do you know who did this to you?" Tim asked, interrupting her thoughts.

Kelsey stayed quiet, but her mind was spinning again with different questions. Should she tell Tim the truth and get Fred and George in trouble? Did they deserve it? Yes. But does that mean Kelsey wanted to get them into trouble?

"No." she lied smoothly. "I had trouble seeing…"

"Yes, fair enough." Tim mused, running a hand through his dirty blonde hair. "I've been having theories that it's Charlie Weasley's younger brothers. They've been causing trouble since before they even got on the train, from what he tells me. However there hasn't been any real evidence yet I suppose…"

The 6th year kept musing on and Kelsey interjected only when she felt it was necessary. Eventually, they arrived at the Hospital Wing. Madam Pomfrey immediately rushed over to her.

"Oh dear, what happened here?" the older witch asked.

"Student prank." Tim explained before Kelsey could.

"The nerve of students these days. Tsk tsk." she mumbled. She waved her wand and Kelsey was clean again.

"It's a good that we have responsible prefects like you, Mr. Rogers."

"Just doing my job, Madam Pomfrey." he ran his hand through his hair.

"Yes, indeed you are." she smiled. "Now run along you two, I have other students to attend to." she smiled at them before turning back to the sick students in the beds.

The walk back to the Ravenclaw common room was pretty quiet, a comfortable quiet, walk. Kelsey was trying to think of a way to say 'thank you'. It is his job, would he even appreciate it?

"T-thank you for helping me out, Timothy." she finally said quietly.

"It's no problem really." he smiled down at the first year. "Also, Tim's fine, no need to be all formal. Only my mum and dad call me Timothy, and it's usually when I'm in trouble." he chuckled.

"Do you mind if I talk to you about something, Kelsey?"

She suddenly felt very nervous. He's a prefect, did she do something wrong that could get her in trouble?

They had climbed the last step of the spiral staircase and they were at the door to the common room.

"What is it that you can keep after giving it to someone else?" the eagle asked.

Kelsey thought about the riddle for a moment. Something you could keep, after giving it to someone else…

"Your word." Tim answered as soon as it appeared in Kelsey's head.

"Correct."

The door opened to reveal the Ravenclaw common room, Kelsey's favorite place in Hogwarts. She loved the midnight-blue carpet, the high arched windows, and the many bookcases, which saved her a trip to the library every once-in-a-while. But, her favorite part was the fireplace. It seemed to bring the whole room together.

"Don't worry, you're not in trouble," Tim continued as they walked towards the couches by the fireplace. "It's just a concern I've been having recently."

Tim motioned her to sit down in one of the loveseats as he pulled over a stool. There were other people up and about in the Ravenclaw common room by now, but they weren't really interested in what other people were talking about if it didn't involve or concern them. It was the perfect place to have a discussion where no one would overhear.

"As you may know," Tim started, "being a prefect holds a lot more of a job than just patrolling the halls and having the ability to get other students in trouble. We also get to know our house, not unlike the rest of the students do. After all, we're a family here." he smiled.

"And when we notice members of our family missing, one tends to get concerned."

Kelsey briefly looked up to the 6th year looking down at her. She still didn't know if she was in trouble or not, despite what Tim already said.

"I've noticed your absence in the Great Hall during meals, Kelsey."

She felt her body temperature drop a million degrees. Was it a rule that all students attend meals? Even if it wasn't, is it weird for a student to go to meals as little as she does? Probably.

"Blimey, you're eleven years old, you shouldn't be worrying about how much food you intake! You shouldn't ever have to worry about that. More importantly, it's not healthy, starving yourself like that."

She blinked once. Twice. Oh.

"I'm not starving myself!" Kelsey retorted. It was only partially true. She often wasn't as hungry as often as everyone else got. Whenever she did eat, it was much less than what the other students would. She kept thinking back to her godfather, wondering if he would get to eat that evening. She wasn't starving herself for the reason Tim probably thought.

"You're not eating—

"I'm not hungry to eat!" I'm not used to eating so often!"

The determination in Tim's eyes softened slightly. It took him a moment to find the right words to say.

"Just, hear me out: as a prefect, I'll have to report something like this to Flitwick after a while. If a student isn't healthy, the school ought to know. He may not have noticed yet, but I have, and he will.

"Look, I don't know your life at home, obviously if I don't know about it there's a reason for it. Just take care of yourself, please. If you really don't want to eat that often, then come to the Great Hall and just put some food on your plate, make it look like you're eating it."

Tim was genuinely concerned for her well-being, and Kelsey could see that. He didn't want to get her into trouble. She nodded and smiled.

"Thanks. I'll see you soon for lunch." he winked, getting up from the stool and heading up to the boy's dormitories.

Kelsey just sat there for a moment, staring into the fire blazing in the fireplace in front of her. She missed home so much. She missed listening for the door to open, which would mean Uncle Moony was home. She missed her monthly sleepovers with her Aunt Beth. She missed having her godfather's shoulder to lean on, and having him being just the room down if she needed someone to talk to. Now the most she could hope for are letters from him every few days. How was she going to tell him when she would see him at Christmas that she didn't like it here? Would she even have the heart to tell him?

She sighed, reaching around the chair for her bag so she could finish the letter for her Aunt Beth and send it out already. It was obvious that she wasn't going to include the Weasley twins now. But she soon discovered her books and bag missing. She jumped from the loveseat, glancing around the chair. Oh no, Kelsey thought. Her essays were in her bag! And a few school books as well! She left the door of Ravenclaw tower and descended down the spiral staircase to go look in the Hospital Wing, and then back where she entered the castle. But, as soon as she started down the corridor, she ran right into two bodies that stood in her way. She fell backwards and onto the floor.

"Oww." she groaned, rubbing her head, trying to ignore the pain in her bum.

She opened her eyes and spotted two identical redheads. Did she hit her head hard enough to be seeing double? No, one was rubbing his head as well.

That's when she realized Fred and George were standing in front of her. She didn't know how to react: to be embarrassed or angry.

"Kelsey!" Fred said.

George stopped rubbing his head and looked down at Kelsey too. The relieved smile on his face matched his twin.

"'Been looking all over for you!" George said, offering his hand to help her up.

Kelsey stared at George's hand for a while, trying to decide if it was a good idea to take it. Was this another trick?

Kelsey stood up on her own and wiped the dirt from her skirt. George dropped his hand awkwardly back down to his side. She noticed her bag on his shoulder, overstuffed with books.

"Hey, gimme that—" Kelsey said, reaching for the bag, but then her hand flinched back. "What have you done to it? More gunk in the bag, hmm? Not enough got on me?"

"Kelsey, we didn't mean—"

"I don't care! You broke a promise to me!" she turned so that she was no longer facing them, crossing her arms. "I thought you guys were my friends."

"We are your friends!" they both said.

"It wasn't supposed to be you!" Fred quickly said.

"It was supposed to be a random Slytherin!" George continued.

Kelsey shook her head. She was angry. She was hurt.

Fred and George looked at each other and then back at the girl standing in front of them.

Well, here goes nothing.

"…sorry." they both mumbled, very quietly.

"Pardon?" she asked, turning her head slightly to glance at them.

"We're very…sorry, Kelsey." George said, acting like the word stung at his throat.

"…Yeah, we're…sorry." Fred swallowed hard, also mocking actual pain of the word.

Even though Kelsey was angry, she saw the genuine concern in both of their eyes, something she hadn't seen since she met them. She knew they weren't lying.

Finally, she smiled, deciding to forgive them this time.

George was the first one to spot this and smiled at her, nudging his twin, who looked up as well.

"So," Fred started.

"Do you forgive us?" George asked.

"I suppose I don't have another choice." she said, very nonchalantly, taking her bag off George's shoulder and heading back up the stairs to the Ravenclaw common room.

"Where are you going?" they asked.

"I need to finish writing a letter!" she yelled back, smiling to herself.

"Want to meet us in the Great Hall for lunch?"

She looked down at them and smiled, finally feeling happy.

"Of course!" she said, continuing her way up the staircase.

OH MY GOSH THIS TOOK WAY TOO LONG I KNOW AND I'M SORRY!

I have recently started college, and getting adjusted here is taking a lot longer than I would've liked it to. I've also gotten a bit stuck with the writing process...it's been a while since I've been and eleven/twelve year old girl, so I think these first two years of Kelsey's years at Hogwarts will take a little bit to get going. And I couldn't just ask an eleven/twelve year old of today what their problems are, because of all the social-media, texting, smartphone nonsense... I JUST finished this and I knew I had to post it right away.

I also re-wrote a little bit of The Welcoming Feast chapter. Kelsey's still in Ravenclaw, nothing's changed there, but it's a little bit different and it's worth reading so bits of this chapter make sense.

I know that once Harry arrives at Hogwarts this story will go a lot more smoothly. Kelsey's first year is gonna be short, and her second year a bit longer. I've already planned out what will be happening for the next few chapters at least(I hope). And I've gotten ahead of myself and already wrote pieces of her 6th, 7th, and years after Hogwarts. Something pops into my mind that I think is a good idea for the story and I write it down, you never know how it will end up being used.

Thank you if you have made it this far and are reading this now. More than anything, this story is for myself because I thought it'd be fun to write, but there's nothing like having actual people reading your story so THANK YOU(:

Well, that's all for now. I'll try to update more often!

Until next time~