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So, reason i haven't worked on my other stories is I've been working on this little...thing. It's actually very fun. Okay, song is Heart Of Dixie by Danielle Bradbery! I completely adore the song so please listen to it! Yay! Now enjoy the first entry of Trust Me!

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Trust Me

Prologue

"Albus, are you sure she is here?"

"I told you Minerva, my dear, Kingsley volunteers here at times and saw her. According to others she blew in three days ago." Albus Dumbledore looked around before finding a volunteer. "Excuse me, where is Rachel Potter?"

"Rachel? Little lass is at her cot. It's her reading time. Right over there." The man pointed towards a cot in a corner where a small girl was sitting, looking at a book.

"Oh, Albus, she's so small." Minerva McGonagall murmured.

Dumbledore sighed and nodded but led the stern looking woman towards the girl. Her brow was furrowed as she read and she hadn't noticed them stop in front of her. McGonagall could spot the title which said The Iron Hunt. It appeared to be a mundane book that had captured her interest.

"Rachel Potter?" Rachel looked up and they were met with emerald green eyes, the same eyes of Lily Evans Potter. She eyed them warily and seemed defensive in her position.

"Yes?"

"I am Professor Dumbledore and this is Professor McGonagall. We have something for you." He held out a letter and she looked at it for a minute before slowly taking the envelope. She slit the wax seal and opened it. Her eyes widened and then narrowed suspiciously.

"Hogwarts? Magic? Why should I believe this?"

"Your mother and father attended Hogwarts and we are offering you a place. Your name has been down ever since you were born."

Rachel looked at them and her eyes held a deep untrust that confused them. She looked at the letter again for a few minutes before sighing.

"How am I going to pay?"

"From your trust vault."

"Trust vault?"

"The vault that holds the money your parents left for your schooling."

She frowned. "I have money, eh? Good to know." She looked at the letter once more. "What do I need to do?"

"Well a family has agreed to take you in during holidays as we are a boarding school. We will take you to meet the parents of the family, get your school supplies, and then take you to the school."

She was silent and seemed to be thinking before shrugging and getting up. She took a guitar case from under the cot and hitched the strap over her shoulder. "I am ready then."

"That's all you own? That book and the guitar?"

"Well there's two more books in the case but I've been homeless for three years. I do not have much."

Chapter One

Rachel had been ten when her relatives decided they didn't need her and dumped her in the streets of London. Rachel seemed to have an internal self-preservation though because she survived without harm. She found food in dumpsters and trash cans, knew when to hide from the police and men who looked a little too friendly, and always had places to sleep. She found the homeless shelter and was relieved to have somewhere warm as it was turning into one of the coldest winters. Then, only three days later, she is told that she has been accepted into a magical school her dead parents had gone too and was being welcomed into a family.

The husband and wife, Mr. and Mrs. Weasley, were very nice but Rachel, after three years on the streets, was hesitant to give out trust just like that so she would be polite but keep her distance until they proved they could be trusted. They had seven children, two were already out of the house while the other five were in different years in Hogwarts. She would be in the same year as their youngest son but as they described their children, Rachel was most interested to meet their twin sons, Fred and George, who sounded like two she could learn to trust.

After meeting them, she was told that they would see her at the end of the school year before she was taken to get her school supplies. Rachel was amazed by the amount of money she had and filled a bag with strange coins. First she was taken to get new clothes as she only owned one outfit. The only pair of shoes she bought were brown ankle boots and she went very American western for outfits. She bought a lot of jeans, peasant tops in warm colors, and two white flowing sun dresses with brown belts wrapped around. She even bought a brown cowgirl hat. She said that she was a country singer, that's what she did with the guitar. She had got it at a pawn shop with some money she found in the street and taught herself to play.

When she received her wand she was actually showing some rare excitement. She was then taken to Hogwarts where she was sorted into Gryffindor which she was told was her mum and dads house and the house all the Weasley's were in. She actually felt a small sliver of happiness for the first time in a while. She was shown to her dorm and common room. Everyone was still at breakfast, but she wasn't hungry so she grabbed her guitar and went downstairs.

Gryffindor House were walking into the common room in clumps and were surprised to see a girl with a guitar sitting on the couch, playing. Her eyes were focused on the guitar and didn't see the house filing in silently to watch the newcomer. She started singing.

She had a dead end job at the national bank

And a deadbeat husband who always drank

So when he didn't come home she had the gin to thank

For the tears in her eyes

So Dixie packed up and said her goodbyes

And she went driving so far away nobody's gonna find her

Flying just fast enough to leave it all behind her

But she didn't know 'till she hit the road, deep in her soul

She's got the fire and the fight of a gypsy

Ain't nothing stronger than the heart of Dixie

The heart of Dixie

It's a funny thing when your world falls down

It's got a way of showing you what you're all about

Now Dixie's got her wheels pointed south

And she ain't never looking back

Nobody knew she was brave like that

And she went driving so far away nobody's gonna find her

Flying just fast enough to leave it all behind her

But she didn't know 'till she hit the road, deep in her soul

She's got the fire and the fight of a gypsy

Ain't nothing stronger than the heart of Dixie

The heart of Dixie

Yeah Dixie woke up to the truth one day

Grabbed her cheap sunglasses and her lipstick case

And she went driving so far away nobody's gonna find her

Flying just fast enough to leave it all behind her

But she didn't know 'till she hit the road, deep in her soul

She's got the fire and the fight of a gypsy

Ain't nothing stronger than the heart of Dixie

The heart of Dixie

Ooooh

The heart of Dixie

Oh

She sighed as she finished and Percy Weasley, the Head Boy, spoke up. He felt it was his duty to find out who this mysterious girl was.

"Who are you?" The girl looked over and seemed surprised to see everyone.

"I'm a new third year. Just got here today." She shrugged as she started tuning the guitar.

"What's your name though?" Oliver Wood asked. She stood with a sigh and spoke two words before heading upstairs.

"Rachel Potter."

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