Warning this story came out in second person. I didn't feel like altering the decision of my writting muse.

DISCLAIMER FOR WHOLE STORY!!! I only own characters you have never heard of before and the plotline, the rest belings to JK Rowling - may London Burn in her name (Inside Joke).

Pay attention here! "someone is speaking out loud" (someone is thinking) #the sorting hat is 'talking'# ((dream sequence))

My name is Cassandra (Cass not Cassie) Maddox. As of now I am sitting alone (except for my cat Mystique) and uncomfortable in a compartment on a train bound to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. This is all new to me. My parents made the sudden decision a week ago to move us from upstate New York to England where my mother's family is from. I left everything but my parents and my belongings back in America; including what was to be my prefect status. Everything here is so new. So different. You'd think the English would at least sound the same. Actually now that I think about it, I'm the one that is new. Everything here is old.

The familiar grumbling in your stomach brings you out of the depressive writing. Sighing you go out in search of the lunch trolley that went by half an hour ago. Passing by all the noisy carts only makes you lonelier, longing to be laughing with one of the groups of friends. Quickly, you purchase a few pastry puffs and head back towards your compartment. The sugary pastry makes you feel better. That is until a blonde-headed guy rushes out of one of the compartment doors, slams into you causing you to smash your pastry puff all over your face. The remainder of your food falls onto the floor.

"Hey!"

"Why don't you watch where you're going?" Sneers the pale blonde-headed guy that you instantly register as hot.

"You ran into me buddy." You fling back while looking the guy up and down, carefully noticing his silver aura flecked with stains. He smirks and asks, "Like what you see, Sweetface?" A brief look of horror passes over your face and you quickly take out your wand, "Reparo." The pastry jumps off the floor, and more importantly off your face, and reconstructs back in your hand exactly as it was before the collision.

Smiling to yourself, you stretch out your toned and curvy body, "That's funny, I was about to ask you the same question, Blondie." Noticing the hungry look in the boy's eyes, you give your own smirk and start to walk back to your compartment. However, before you can take one step he grabs your arm.

"What's your name?"

"Cassandra, Cassandra Maddox, and you?"

He takes in a breath straightening his shoulders as he does, "Malfoy, Draco Malfoy." He pauses and you raise an eyebrow thinking should I be impressed? "I take it you are new here."

"Obviously."

"Well I hope you make it into Slytherin… you do know about the houses right?"

"Yeah, my parents bought me a book about Hogwarts when they said I'd be moving here. I skimmed through it to get all the basics. I'm not too particular about where I will be placed. I'm one to shine on my own." Draco merely smirks at you again. It's a good thing he looks good when he does that, otherwise it would just be annoying you try to walk off once more, but once again Draco prevents that.

"Oh by the way, you missed a spot." Before any of your senses could kick in, Draco leaned in and licked the corner of your mouth sending a shiver down your spine. "Ummm…tasty. Well I've got to be off, business and whatnot." Draco turns and walks off leaving you frozen in that same spot, a look of amazement on your face at the audacity of this guy. (I can't believe he did that!) Soon another person brushes past you and you finally snap out of is and return to your cart. (I better go ahead and change into the school robes, I have no idea how long this will take) After changing you abandon the writing, pick up the book Hogwarts: A History, and promptly fall asleep 5 minuets into reading. Although images of Draco plague your mind that is not what you dream of.

((A tall, skinny, and unnaturally pale man stands by a fire place. He turns to you and stares with red, snake-like eyes. He was evil, the darkness oozed from him in a sickening green-black aura that you could see clearly. The aura reeked of dried blood and decay. His voiced hissed with an echo similar to nails on a chalkboard. "So you have returned; the family that rejected me." Suddenly a loud hiss startles you. Down at your feet there was an enormous snake, the likes of which you have never seen. Move! Get out of here! Your mind screams but you can only watch as the snake winds itself about you. Snap out of it! You try to scream then but the sound was cut off by the squeezing coils of the snake. The evil man began to chuckle, a horrifying sound that makes you shake. The snake began to squeeze tighter and tighter and)) CRASH!!!

You jump awake, sputtering and gasping, welcoming sweet air into your lungs. "MEOW!" Mystique's cage had tumbled onto the floor. The train whistle sounded as you bent over to straighten the cage. The train stopping must have made the cage fall. (I wonder what that dream was about?) Trusting your things to the house elves that would take all of the belongings to the castle, you step outside glad for the fresh air. A huge castle loomed in the distance. You begin to move toward the carriages where the majority of the students were headed, wondering if you should really be following the half-giant yelling for the first years.

"Cassandra Maddox! Cassandra Maddox!" Even more confused you turn around to find a tall woman with a stern unyielding face. Not used to other women being taller than you, you blink a few times and are too startled to answer. "Cassandra Maddox I presume?"

"Yes?"

"I am Professor McGonagall, the Headmaster Dumbledore asked me to escort you up to the school. We will take the first carriage, follow me this way please." You nod and follow the professor attempting to guess what subject she taught based on her attitude and the deep maroon red of her aura. (Probably Potions, either that or Transfiguration) The crowd moves to allow Professor McGonagall through many people throwing a curious glance your way. You spot Draco and watch as he licks his lips in a very seductive manor sending an unconscious. A few steps later a large toad jumps right in front of you. You try to jump over it when a boy yells "Trevor!" and dives for the toad. To prevent falling on top of him you fall to the side and roll right into another boy who luckily manages to keep his balance. Smiling he helps you up.

"You alright?" He has dark messy hair, piercing green eyes, and a legendary scar. He frowns when your eyes meet his scar but you immediately shake off the feeling of awe.

"Yeah, thank you." Harry smiles at you and shakes you hand.

"And you are?"

"Cassandra Maddox." You smile, because you can't help but to feel sorry for the kid, he's probably had it rough. After all he's famous for something that he probably couldn't even remember.

"Miss Maddox, are you alright, now? We will be late if you do not move."

"I'm fine Professor… See you around Harry." Harry smiles at you and you proceed on to the carriages. McGonagall says nothing to you but does offer the tiniest of smiles when you come upon the castle doors in more awe than before.

"I'll be leaving you here, I must see to the first years. Professor Snape will take you the rest of the way." You look at the tall, sleek haired man before you. His aura was so conflicting you had to fight back a grimace.

"Well, well Miss Maddox, looks like Dumbledore has already shown you special favor today. I wouldn't let it get to your head." You're taken aback by the frankness and hostility in his voice. (I wonder what crawled up his ass and died?) He sneers at you and walks off leaving you to follow him hoping he didn't have the ability to read thoughts.

"Why does Dumbledore want to see me?"

"All I was told is that your parents dropped off a few more items for you." Snape takes you into the empty Grand Hall and into the room behind the dais where Dumbledore was sitting in a chair waiting patiently.

"Thank you Severus, if you please I'd like to speak with Miss Maddox alone." Snape nodded and left the room. Dumbledore's eyes twinkled as they looked at you, "First thing is first. Do you prefer Miss Maddox or Cassandra?"

You smile, "Cassandra, please."

"Alright then Cassandra, here are the rest of the books you will need. You parents also left this package for you; you may open it here when I leave and the house elves will bring them to your room. Now, your past teachers have told me how advanced and unique your powers are. You will be in your 6th year here, as you would have been in your old school. However, you will need to be sorted into a house with all of the first years. Is all that clear?"

"Yes Headmaster. May I ask how is one sorted here?"

"You'll see in time" KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK!!!

"Headmaster, the students are arriving, I need you to start the sorting."

"I'll be there in a minuet Minerva. If you will remain here while the young ones are sorted, I will call you out when it is your turn." With that he gets up and exits the room. Immediately you tear into the gift your parents sent you. The opened box reveals a sneakscope and a silvery/grey cloak. (Wow, an invisibility cloak!) You try it on and sure enough your body disappears. Grinning from ear to ear you place the cloak and sneakscope back in the box. Odd, they didn't leave a letter explaining why they bought me this The noise from the next room brings you out of pondering. Curious, you creep over to the door and listen to the sorting. McGonagall's voice ring's out "Juniper, Donovan." A long pause follows and then someone else shouts "HUFFLEPUFF!" Cheering erupts, as you crack the door to peer out. "Kendall, Ricky." A kid walks up to a stool and sits down as McGonagall places an old battered hat on top of his head. A few moments later you hear the HAT shouts "RAVENCLAW!" That is one seriously magicked hat

Soon enough all of the first years are sorted and seated. Dumbledore rises, "Students, as much as I hate to delay our meal, we have one more person to sort. She has transferred here from The East Salem Academy in America." He nods to McGonagall.

"Maddox, Cassandra." Taking a deep breath you walk out of the room and make your way to the stool as gracefully as possible. It always excited you to be the center of attention. You sit on the stool keeping your shoulders straight. McGonagall places the hat on top of your head.

#Hmm difficult, very difficult… but then again I could sense it before I was even placed on your head#

Quickly getting over the fact that the hat was talking to you; you think back. (Really?)

#Yes now let's see, you're very caring and you have your father's healing gift# You glance at the table with the badger banner hanging above. #Yes those are Hufflepuff traits. You've been reading. You do have a sharp wit and you soak in knowledge quickly# Now you glance at raven banner. #Yes, yes, Ravenclaw is suitable, but look here at this fierceness, this courage. You will always be quick to stand up for what you believe in# Now your gaze goes to the table with the Griffin banner. Your eyes catch those of Harry Potter's and he blushes and turns away. #Gryffindor will be open to you always but now I see something else. A thirst… for power and for fame. You want to prove yourself to the world# At last your eyes roam till you see the table under the snake banner. Draco is smirking at you, making your stomach flutter. You smile back just a little. #This is the hardest decision I've had to make since placing Harry Potter. Where do you suggest?#

The crowd was getting very impatient. You have a tough decision to make.