Ok, so your name is Jordan Elaina Potter. Yes you're related to the famous Harry Potter. Actually you're famous yourself. You also survived the night Voldemort tried to kill your brother and parents. You lived with your mom, who did survive, in America until your third year in school. Then you moved to England and started going to Hogwarts and was sorted into Slytherin. Your family is okay with that. You have a few friends in Slytherin but your best friends are in Gryffindor. It's now a month before you start your 6th year at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.

"Up Jordan," my mum called from my doorway as she walked across the hall to Harry's room. I could hear Harry groaning when mum flipped on his light. I smiled a bit as I stretched, getting out of bed. I walked across my Slytherin green and black room to my closet looking for an outfit. I decided on a pair of dark skinny jeans with a one shoulder tank top.

"It's a bit chilly. You'll probably want a jacket. Oh and remember the Weasley's are coming over today with Hermione." Mum said walking by my door on her way downstairs.

"'Kay," I called as she walked into the kitchen. I grabbed a gray trench coat as I left my room. I didn't know why I needed a jacket it was August and I planned on staying inside most of the day. I crossed the hall and walked into Harry's room, not bothering to knock.

"Sure J.D. you can come in," Harry said sarcastically, rolling his eyes.

"Great because I am," I shot back, sitting on his bed. His room was Gryffindor red and gold. He had pictures of Quidditch players and his friends and family that he did have on his walls like me. Harry rolled his eyes as he pulled his shirt over his head and tried to fix his hair in the mirror.

"Harry! Jordan!" Our mum yelled from downstairs. "Everyone is here!" I looked at Harry and smiled. We knew what our mum meant when she said everyone; Mr. and Mrs. Weasley, Fred, George, Ron, Hermione and Ginny. I got off Harry's bed and practically flew down the stairs. Sure enough the Weasley family plus Hermione were standing in front of the fire place covered with soot. I didn't care though. They were still getting hugs. Ron was the closet so I attacked him with hugs first. I jumped on him wrapping my legs around his waist. I held on to him like my life depending on it.

"J.D. you're-killing-me," Ron got out between gasps. I muttered an apology but still didn't let go of him. Then I saw Hermione over his shoulder and let go.

"'Mione!" I yelled pulling her into a huge hug.

"J.D.!" She squealed back just as loud.

Next I went to Ginny and we were jumping up and down screaming when Harry finally came down the stairs.

"'Ey mate," Ron said, shaking his hand, patting him on the back. Harry nodded then went to Ginny as Fred and George squished me between them. Ginny threw her arms around Harry's neck making him blush. Ginny let go of Harry quickly then Hermione was hugging him. Harry just nodded at Fred and George. We went to Mrs. Weasley together and she each of us into a hug and kissed our cheeks. Mrs. Weasley finally let us go and we shook hands with Mr. Weasley.

"Nice to see you again, Mr. Weasley."

He smiled back warmly, "You too, Potters."

"Kids, why don't you take your things upstairs? There's a room for most of you," my mum offered. The Weasley kids plus Hermione picked up their things and headed upstairs. Fred and George stopped before going up the stairs.

"Excuse me, Mrs. Potter," George started.

"When you say a room for "most of us","

"Does that mean the rest of us,"

"Sleep outside?"

Mrs. Weasley sighed and shook her head. Mum sighed with her. "No boys. It means you share."

"Ohhhhh okay." Fred and George continued up the stairs and I followed. Once we got up there everyone had already chosen rooms. Hermione and Ginny were sharing. Harry and Ron were sharing. Fred and George were sharing. We still had two empty rooms. Ron saw my confused face.

"Your house is a bit creepy at night. No one wants to sleep in the Slytherin Princess's room either sorry. The amount of green and black in that room makes me sick." I just rolled my eyes and stuck out my tongue at him.

"Oh stop it, you two," Hermione said, shaking her head. Harry walked into his room and the rest of us followed. We all sat around Harry's room. It felt nice just to have all my friends around me. The boys talked about Quidditch while Hermione, Ginny and I talked about Ginny's new boyfriend. Sadly she wouldn't tell much.

"Please Ginny," I begged, "Just a few little details."

"Honestly Jordan," she started, "Your just as bad as Ronald." Ron heard his name and spun around in his chair, causing him to fall out of it onto the ground. We all started laughing as his face turned the color of his hair, which caused us to laugh harder.

"This isn't funny!" He yelled, "I could've been seriously injured." Ron continued glaring at us until we heard the doorbell. I raised my eyebrows and looked at Harry. We weren't expecting anyone else today.

"Jordan, Harry, kids!" my mum shouted up the stairs, "Come down here! We have guests." I got up slowly wondering who it could be. I was the last out of Harry's room and got halfway down the stairs when I heard Ron's "Bloody Hell." I rushed down the rest of the stairs and just about ran into Ginny at the end of the stairs who was frozen. I looked toward the door and there I saw our guests. I felt my jaw drop. In my living room stood the Malfoy's. Draco and I got somewhat along but my brother hated him with a passion. What were they thinking showing up here?

"Malfoy," Harry spat glaring at him. My mom glared at Harry but ignored him.

"Mr. and Mrs. Malfoy," Mum said sweetly, shaking their hands, "Nice to see you could make it." Harry's face got red.

"You invited them?"

"Yes Harry, I did. The Malfoy's and I are working on a project for the Ministry so I invited them to stay for the remainder of the summer." What was my mum thinking? She knew the Malfoy's and Weasley's didn't get along well.

"Fine. Don't expect me to be on my best behavior," Harry said, marching upstairs. Ron and the twins followed glaring at Draco. Lastly Hermione and Ginny followed the boys. Mom immediately apologized for Harry's behavior. I stood still watching. The rest of this summer would be Hell.