Author's Note: A quick thing about this story. This story is many years in the making, though I just recently wrote it down. As I was reading the HP series my 4th or 5th time, I just developed this new character. She had kind of always been in the back of my mind every time I read them, but suddenly she got her own background and plot or whatnot. I'm trying to keep this story as accurate as possible, but I haven't reread HP this year. It's basically Harry Potter, but the focus is not on Harry as much. I really hope you like it and please review!

Sasha Vogel stood on Platform 9 3/4. She nervously pulled at her shirt.

"But what if no one likes me?" She asked the tall, stern looking woman beside her.

"Hush." the woman snipped "You are a Vogel. People will flock to you." the woman let out a short quick sound that must've been a laugh. The 2 of them had a striking resemblance. Golden blonde hair, pale complexion, and blue eyes. Though the girls were a deeper shade, her skin was unevenly colored, and her hair was thicker.

"Now hurry before you miss the train." the woman commanded.

The girl hauled her trunk to the train but soon found the load much easier. She turned to see a boy with short brown hair.

"Name's Oliver." he told her. "Figured you could use a hand."

"Thanks." she replied. The boy was clearly older and made her nervous. "I'm Sasha."

"Well Sasha," the boy said, flashing a cool confident smile. "Quidditch Captain. I hope you'll come see me."

"I will." Sasha said. And with that the boy turned and disappeared into the crowd.

Sasha timidly walked down the corridor of the train, looking for an empty compartment. As she looked through the windows, she saw that boy Oliver again. She turned her head to look at him and suddenly found running into someone. They both lost their balance and the other person, a boy tried to spin her around to regain his balance. It was fruitless as she ended up on top of him on the ground. For a second, they lay there, unmoving, then she quickly rolled off. The boy jumped up and grabbed her hand to pull her up.

"I'm terribly sorry!" he said. "I was trying to talking to Lee while I was walking and well, it didn't work out"

"Oh no it was all my fault." she said hurriedly "I got... distracted." She then got a good look at him. He was about a head or two taller than her with bright red hair. He looked her over once then grinned.

"Let me make it up to you. You look a bit lost so I'll do you a favor. After you get settled, come to my compartment. It's just down there. I'll show you around and give you the run down. With me helping you out, a sorry git like yourself might actually make something of themselves."

"Sounds... wonderful." Sasha said. She hated to admit it but she was very caught up. In his speech, in the crowd, in the idea of Hogwarts.

"Great. I'll see you soon. Wait, what's your name?"

"Sasha." she responded, still a bit dazed.

"Right." and the redhead disappeared.

After a few minutes she found a compartment that still had space. 3 other people sat in it.

"May I join you guys?" she asked.

"O' course!" the boy said jumping out of his seat.

"I'm Lavender Brown." one of the girls announced. She extended her hand and Sasha took it.

"Sasha Vogel." Sasha happily shook Lavender's hand.

"And I'm Parvati Patil." The other girl said.

"It's so nice to meet you all." Sasha said. "I'm sorry, I didn't catch your name." She told the boy.

"Seamus Finnigan." he said quickly.

"Seamus! Stop acting like such a sodding git." Lavender chastised. "Please do sit Sasha."

So Sasha took the only seat left, next to Seamus. The girls chattered on and she joined them but she found their constant drawl exhausting and eventually stopped trying. She turned to Seamus.

"Seamus, right? You're rather quiet."

"Sorry." he mumbled

"What was that?"

"Sorry." he said, cleared "Is just... I got an accent. An' lots a people don' undastand. O' they jus' laugh."

Sasha smiled at him.

"Come on, no one cares about your accent. It's not much different than anyone else's"

Seamus lit up

"Well in Ireland tings are a lot dif'rent. Me da took me there once when I was li'tle..." Seamus seemed to open up after that and Sasha liked talking to him much more than she did Parvati and Lavender. Soon, she switched the conversation to the redhead she had met.

"So I ran into this guy, he was a redhead, and a bit of a smooth talker."

"Red'ead? Soun's like a Weasley." Seamus pointed out

"He asked me to meet him in his compartment."

"Migh' as well. The Weasleys are good people."

"Well then I should go now, shouldn't I?" Sasha asked.

"Alrigh'. I'll be 'ere"

Sasha exited her compartment and took the short walk down to the redhead's. She peeked inside and saw two of him. They were clearly twins. There was another boy in the compartment who was dark and holding a box that had holes poked in it. One of the twins looked up and his face broke out into a smile. He beckoned her in. She opened the door.

"Oy!" He said to the two others "This is the girl I was talking about. Sasha."

"The one you ran over?" his twin asked "Sorry about my brother. He's a right schmuck."

"Hey now!" the other responded "No need to get temperamental. Sasha, have a seat." He gave his twin a shove and the twin moved to sit near their friend, clearing a seat for Sasha.

"I never got your name." Sasha mentioned.

"Fred." he said "Fred Weasley. 3rd year. Best bleeding beater on the Quidditch team-"

"Oy!" his brother interjected.

"And a Gryffindor. But that's an obvious one. All us Weasleys are."

"And I'm George." his brother said "same as him on everything. Though I actually am the best."

"In your dreams." Fred laughed which spurred and argument.

"I'm Lee Jordan. Same as them though I don't play Quidditch. They're like this a lot." Their friend said, extending his hand.

"Sasha Vogel." Sasha said "1st year, I don't know how to play Quidditch. And I haven't been sorted yet."

"Don't know how to play Quidditch?" Fred said, interrupting he and George's playful argument. "That's impossible!"

"Well, my mum never let me. Said it wasn't lady-like." Sasha blushed.

"Well," Fred said jokingly putting his arm over her shoulders. "I guess I may show you one time. I am the best." he said shooting George a look. This time, George had no comment.

The 4 of them talked for the rest of the trip and she found they were all extremely easy to talk to. Them, combined with Seamus, Lavender, Parvati, and Oliver, made her confident she was going to like Hogwarts.

So there's my first chapter! I hope everyone likes it and please review. Also, sorry about Seamus' accent. I'm not good at accents but it didn't feel right without. Also, if you notice any consistency errors or just anything off, please let me know!