When Past and Present Meet

The train finally made it to Hogsmead train station. And the rumors all ready started to work its way threw the different peer groups. Along with the rumors becoming more and more alive and farther away from the truth.

"I heard that American girl begged for her life. I mean she was on her knees."

"Well, you know Americans. There are always on their knees."

(Another conversation.)

"She and Harry Potter fainted with only one look at the Dementor. And I thought Harry Potter was this great brave hero."

"Okay rumor control right now. Or I'll give you something to talk about," Izzie yelled at bunch of Hufflepuff fourth years.

"Izzie calm down. I'm used to this by now," Harry said.

"She is not wearing school robes. Just muggle clothes still. What is she thinking?" some little Ravenclaw said.

"Well you people tend to frown upon public nudity. So I went with my second choice," Izzie said to the now scared Ravenclaw.

"Izzie don't make a scene. Remus left us in charge of getting you to the school," Hermione said.

It was true. Remus left Izzie with Harry, Ron and Hermione. It was also true, Izzie is wearing muggle clothes, and considering the fact she didn't buy any robes because she hasn't been placed in a house yet.

"Is it true Potter? You fainted," a blonde hair boy did an imitation.

"Who the Hell is that?" Izzie asked Hermione.

"Draco Malfoy."

"Is it true then? You and your American girlfriend?"

"Shut it, Malfoy," Harry threatened.

"Is that her?" Malfoy asked pointing at Izzie, "She is hot. Are you a pureblood or a mudblood?"

"What is it to you?" Izzie asked.

"If you are a mudblood. You are hands off like Granger," Malfoy said giving Hermione a dirty look.

Before Ron and Harry could defend Hermione, "I'm a pureblood. I'm not interested."

"Oh but you will be."

"I don't date bitches, like you. Bitch," Izzie replied back and left with Ron and Harry barley able to keep themselves from smirking.

"I'm the Bitch. You're the Bitch. Whore," Malfoy yelled after them.

"I can't believe you said that," Hermione said to Izzie.

"Yeah. Well, no one talks to my friends like that."

Hermione didn't know what to say. She just smiled, "Here let's take this carriage. Is it okay we share?" she asked the boy who was already sitting in the carriage.

"Yeah," the boy said.

"So what's up with the horseless carriages?" Izzie asked getting into the carriage, not realizing someone was already there, and taking a seat across from him. She finally looked at him and he looked back, "Cedric?"

"Elizabeth?" he asked shocked.

"My name is Izzie, you ass."

Harry, Ron and Hermione had no clue what was going on.

"I thought you liked me calling you 'Elizabeth'?"

"You lost that right when you left without saying good-bye to me. We spent all summer together. And not even a good-bye note."

"I was only there for one summer. I'm sorry."

"No you are not Cedric Diggory. Now get out!"

"Izzie, he can't," Hermione whispered to her.

"Why not?" Izzie asked.

"We already started moving," Hermione told her.

"Shit."

In the carriage that had Harry, Ron, Hermione, Izzie and Izzie's mystery man Cedric, was silent. No one was talking, just staring at Izzie and Cedric, who were glaring death at each other. It was like that all the way up to the castle.

When the carriage stopped, no one moved to get out. Harry, Ron and Hermione started getting gout of the carriage one by one. Izzie softened her eyes and gave a little smile to Cedric, but it was so quick that you would question what you saw. But Cedric caught the smile and softened up as well and gave her a smile back.

"I'm sorry," he began.

"No, don't be. I'm not. It was just a summer fling, with hormones flying everywhere. You thought you would never see me again. I thought the same as well," Izzie said.

"Can we still be friends?" Cedric asked.

"No, because I still hate you," she said, "I'm sorry. I always will hate you. You hurt me. We could never be just friends," she began to leave and she turned back around when she was on sold ground again. She looked back to catch him looking at her ass, "Boys never change. Even an ass such as you. What house are you in?"

"Hufflepuff."

"I hope I don't get into Hufflepuff."

She turned and walked over to her new friends who were waiting for her.

"Old friends?" Harry asked.

"Yeah, you could say that. But don't tell Lupin what you three have witnessed."

Together the four of them walked up the steps and into the castle. Harry, Ron and Hermione led the way to the Great Hall. When Izzie say the four large tables she said, "Damn! Them tables are big."

"Slytherin, Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw and Gryffindor," Hermione pointed at each table.

"Hopefully we will be seeing your very nice ass at the Gryffindor table." Fred said as Fred and George stopped to talk.

"Gryffindor common room..."

Gryffindor history book of nice asses..."

"My bed..."

"Your bed? My bed."

Fred and George started fighting.

"My ass is well…my ass. It won't be in any books or in your bed. My ass will be in my bed…alone," Izzie said.

George turned back to Fred and said, "Rock, paper, scissors?"

"Yes," Fred said eagerly as if that would settle it.

Izzie's eyes turned black and Fred and George flew backwards and landed flat on their faces. Everybody in the Great Hall turned to stare at the scene. Fred and George got up on their feet to stare at Izzie in shock, "What the Hell was that?" on of the twins asked.

"I'm sorry. I…just sometimes I lose control," Izzie answered the, she couldn't believe what she had done. 'Not again,' she thought to herself.

"What happened?" a tall old woman asked. She had glasses and her hair was pulled back into a bun.

"She attacked us. She didn't even use her wand," the other twin said.

"Is that true?" the teacher asked.

"I said I was sorry," Izzie said.

"Professor McGonagall, I can explain," Remus said coming up behind her.

"I hope you can Professor Lupin. It would be a shame to expel Ms. Timberlake on her first day here."

Both Professors walked a few feet away to talk. They talked for a few moments. Everybody in the Great Hall was still staring at Izzie and how her eyes were still black.

"Very well," Professor McGonagall said, "Ms. Timberlake you will be shorted and then you will join me and Professor Lupin in Professor Dumbledore's office after the shortening. Come with me to the front with the first years."

"Yes Professor," was all she could say. 'I'm considered a freak now,' she thought to herself. She turned to look at Harry, Ron and Hermione who looked back at her with a little fear in their eyes and they also looked a bit sorry for her. When Izzie looked at Fred and George to say sorry again, Fred wouldn't even look at her.

"Mr. Potter, please go see Madame Promfrey in the Hospital Wind," McGonagall told Harry before leading the way to the front for Izzie and Professor Lupin.

"I fucked up, didn't I?" she asked Remus when her walked by her side.

"No, you didn't fuck up. From what I could tell they deserved it."

"You mean what you heard form the front table with your super hearing."

"Well yes."

All the first years were shorted in to their houses. Now was the moment everybody has been waiting for. Who gets the crazy new girl?

"Elizabeth Timberlake," Professor McGonagall called for the scroll.

Someone said loudly as Izzie made her way up to the stool, "Her eyes are still black."

Izzie stood in front of the stool and looked at the staff table. Her eyes locked with Dumbledore's and Izzie's eyes began to change back to grey. Dumbledore smiled at Izzie and Izzie returned his smile.

Izzie finally looked down at the old hat on the stool. Professor McGonagall took the hat for Izzie to sit, "Hell no, I'm not wearing that hat."

Everybody in the Great Hall began to laugh.

"I'm afraid you have to wear the hat to be shorted," McGonagall said.

"Can't I just go one, two, three," Izzie said, "Minus Hufflepuff and Slthyern," she remembered Cedric.

"I'm afraid not."

"But lice is an issue now a days," Izzie protested.

"Lice or no lice. I will force this hat upon you."

"OMG! Fine!" she gave up and sat on the stool. She looked over at Remus to see he had his face covered because he was so embarrassed.

McGonagall put the hat on Izzie's head. Then the hat spoke.

"Ah…the Legendary Marauders are in the same room once again in so many years…"

"The hat talks," Izzie said aloud alarmed. Even the staff joined the students in laughing this time.

The hat rolled his eyes, "You have been in America for far too long. Let's see, you are so much like your parents. Your father especially…"

"My father? You knew my parents?"

"Not personally, I just shorted them into Gryffindor. You have both your parent's intelligents. Your mother's beauty. Your father's attitude. But you are unique in your own way. You are your own individual. Now, you will be powerful in Slytherin. Where your father should have been placed with the rest of the family years ago and the same goes to you."

"No. I refuse to be put into Slytherin."

"There you could find greatness…"

"Yeah. If I were looking for greatness in Azkaban with my cell mate Big Bertha. With my nickname 'pin cushion'."

The hat laughed so loud at Izzie's statement, the whole room was full of the sound of the hat's laughter.

"Yes. So much like your father. Okay not Slytherin. What about Ravenclaw? You are smart enough. But not that smart."

"The nerd squad? No thanks. And not Hufflepuff."

"Hufflepuff is no place for someone like you who has guts. More guts than all the Hufflepuff student body put together. So…GRYFFINDOR!"

The hat yelled. Everybody at Gryffindor table looked shocked and everybody else was clapping they didn't get her. McGonagall removed the hat. Izzie stood but before she walked off, McGonagall stopped her.

"With that, dig in," Dumbledore announced.