AN: Okay, I tried to promise myself I wouldn't try handling two stories at one time so soon, but then I came across this gem and just had to post it up! I hope you guys enjoy reading it as much as I'm enjoying writing it!

Chapter One: It's Not Always Easy To Be The Funny Guy.

The stifle smell of fresh blood and old rags filled the air. A young girl stood slowly holding out her arms at her sides as a form of balancing herself as she scanned the blood soaked walls of the burnt hall. Unaware of what had truly happened, she could not figure out what had happened for her to have blood on her hands, her clothes, in her hair and even splattered over her face. She went to take a step forwards without looking, her first step felt, not the solid carpeted floor she had found herself lying on to begin with, but instead a warm and soft texture that was higher than the floor, off the ground. She looked down and a body facing up at her, it was wearing long black cloak. The young brunette did not seem to find this sight as shocking as it was, she pushed her foot harder on to the body as she stepped over it. She had no remorse for any of the cloaked man's fallen comrades whom all wore the same attire; she stepped on every one of the bodies she saw. She smiled as she did; soon turning into a loud happy, somewhat sadistic, laugh as she made her way through the destroyed shop staring at all the bodies, giving the impression that she knew her way around the place. Tears of joy brimmed at her cheerful eyes as she stared at the robed figures, seemingly awestruck. She let out a pleased whine before finally looking away from the bodies and around the shop her eyes landed on a door way, her face filled with a happy glow as she ran towards it.

"We did it guys! WE DID IT!" She screamed running though the torn tapestry into the next room. Although the sight that met her eyes sent her celebrations to a blinding halt. She stared open mouthed at two figures lying on the ground both of which wearing extravagant bright green robes that went surprisingly well with their bright red hair. At a first terrifying glance the two men looked not to be breathing causing the girl to take a sharp intake of breath as she whispered a small "no!"before rushing to their bodies she just stared at them for what felt like the longest time of her life, before hitting their backs and harshly screaming "NO!" over and over again before a familiar voice came to her ears.

"Alright! You can have a free Pygmy Puff!"

I am Verity Stockhart and I am a murderer.

I am also a witch, yes a witch. Not the kind that you dress up as at Halloween, I lack the long warty nose and creepy fingers. But I can do magic. I go to a school called Hogwarts, the finest school for witchcraft and wizardry there is.

Confused? Let me start from the top, my first ever year at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.

"Mum! Mum! I've got it! I've got the letter! I called as I ran down to the garden of our small country home. My mum was pruning some roses before she heard me. She looked up saw the letter from Hogwarts and beamed

"Oh that's brilliant sweetie!" She said "We'll be off to Diagon Alley tomorrow!" My mother's face then dropped her squinted eyes widened and I knew instantly what she was thinking. "Y-You'll be brushing shoulders with Harry Potter!" She squealed happily snatching the letter from my hands, reading it over as if it was going to tell her exact details about Harry Potter. Although what she said was true, by joining Hogwarts I'd be in the same school as he is although he's already been there for a year. My mum is obsessed with him (she's a witch too, not pure blood though: I think her granny was a muggle) If she met Harry Potter I think she'd adopt him she thinks that what happened with his parents is devastating and then that he had to face you-know-who for a second time last year was just as scary, although she'd rather see me at school with him than anything else even if it runs the risk of my life being in danger. My father however has always had a very different view on things.

"You're going to that school with Parry Hotter?"

"Harry Potter, Dad." I corrected him as we sat around the small table eating dinner, he'd just got in from work, he works at the ministry, he's muggle-born and is constantly telling me about how shocking it was when he got his letter from Beuxbatons, when my mum showed him my letter.

"Whatever his name is I don't approve of it!"

"What? Why?" My mum squeaked almost spitting out her dinner at him.

"Well dear, I know Hogwarts is a brilliant school and-"

"The best in the country!" My mother snapped.

My dad rolled his eyes and carried on "And it was great and everything when you were there but now that Potter is there the ministry say that the place is becoming more dangerous by the year! The likeliness of harm there now has gone up 40%!"

"Oh and since when have you believed anything the ministry has said Jacob?" I stared between my parents as the scowled at each other in silence, the ministry had advised dad not to marry mum because of her lack of skills, and she never finished school so she's never had a wizard job before.

"Don't blame the ministry for you being a squib Annette!" My dad spoke venom, I cringed when he said this; he was defiantly sleeping on the couch tonight! My mother hadn't finished school because of family troubles, family troubles that ended with her becoming a squib, I looked at my mum, she looked as though she was ready to burst, I decided to step in.

"Shouldn't I get a say in this?" I said gently

"Yes"-"No" My parents exclaimed at the same time.

"Why shouldn't she?" My mum growled

"Because, well, because-"

"Ha! You haven't got an excuse! Verity is going to Hogwarts and that's final!" my mum spat standing up and taking her half eaten dinner into the living area, I smiled and looked at my dad he was scowling so I quickly stopped smiling and continued with my food.

So there I was, on my way to Hogwarts, I was so nervous when we arrived at the train station.

"But mum!-"

"Stop being ridiculous Verity, you'll be fine!" She assured me.

"But what if it goes wrong for me? What if it denies me? What if it doesn't think I'm good enough to attend Hogwarts-" We were rushing past millions of muggles trying to get to the platform as quick as possible.

"You'll be fine! And I assure you the platform does not get to decide if students are good enough for Hogwarts or not!" We finally got to the wall between platform 9 and 10 we stood there for a moment just staring at it before my mother nudged me slightly, I looked up at her to see her looking at something behind us; I followed her gaze as she began to speak.

"Come along dear other families are starting to arrive with their children and it'll look a little strange us lining up in front of a wall!" I saw who she was talking about, a large family of eight, six of whom pushing along trolleys a lot like my own it was odd though because there was seven of them with bright red identical hair four boys, one girl and two parents but one boy had black hair and- the scar! It was Harry Potter! Before I had time to notice anything else one of the taller red haired boys had nudged Harry Potter and pointed towards me smirking, another of the red haired boys leant forwards too and that's when I noticed they were twins. I started to blush as they spoke to each other glancing at me, but before I could notify my mum on to the fact that Harry Potter was standing behind us I was being pulled towards the wall by her we got though fine (even after my scared ramblings) and there was the bright scarlet train my mother had often spoken about when I realised what had happened I span around to see if I could spot Harry Potter again, but as soon as I turned away I heard a loud sob come from beside me. I quickly span my head around almost snapping it to find my mother wailing with tears streaming down her cheeks people stared as they trotted past, even women who were saying goodbye to their children for the first time with tears in their eyes were staring awestruck at my mother. Blushing terribly I started to console her giving her a one armed hug and a pat on the back but that just made her wail louder and throw herself around me. That's when I noticed the red haired family who were with Harry Potter come through the wall I turned to my mum (while she thoroughly soaked the shoulder of my shirt) and tried to tell her but all I got out was;

"Mum, Harry Potter-" Before she cut me off.

"Oh! Well yes dear-dear I suppose you do have the p-protection of H-Harry Potter at the school s-so I really should just get a grip!" I rolled my eyes not only has she just made the loudest goodbye cry on the whole platform but now she's declared her love for Harry Potter very loudly and with everyone watching he's probably just behind us watching with the two red headed twins and laughing, it was so embarrassing!

"You just remember Verity, be safe and behave yourself!" I smiled at my mums warnings as I tugged my trunk, and my cat - Mr. Nibbles, over to the train with my mother following we passed the red haired family whose mother was making quiet the fuss over the red haired girl her cries taking my embarrassment down. While the dad and only three of the sons looked around the platform in a panicked state the knots in my stomach faded when I saw that they'd barely noticed me and my mum. My mum hugged me again.

"Write to me as soon as you can! And don't be a bother to any of those teachers some of them are old friends and some taught me too Verity so I'll know if you've been winding them up young lady!"

"Oh don't worry ma-am!" came a posh strong voice

"Yes we'll take care of her!" Came a nearly identical voice, my mother's eyes glistened as she stared over my shoulder at someone. I raised an eyebrow slowly looking around to see the two red haired twins standing there with smarmy smiles on their faces, my eyes widened and I blushed, the thought of anyone listening in on that conversation was utterly embarrassing.

"As you can see.." Started one of the twins glancing over his shoulder at his brother before looking back at my happily awestruck mother "I am a Prefect so I will escort your daughter safely to the train and keep a well trained eye on her for you" He motioned towards a small sliver 'P' pinned on his puffed out chest it shone a the other twin spoke.

"And I will help my brother in his act of kindness by carrying your daughters trunk." He went for my trolley, I quickly snatched Mr. Nibbles so I wouldn't get lonely on the train, the twin looked at me as I did and looked slightly crestfallen but quickly regained his posture.

"Oh! Well thank you boys so much! You are so kind!" My mum praised "And you Verity" She turned to me and I squeezed Mr. Nibbles cage just a bit tighter "You do everything these two lovely boys tell you to do okay?" I nodded and the whistle went.

"Bye mum! See you at Christmas!"

"I love you!"

"I love you too mum!" I said climbing on to the train behind the two twins. As the train left the station I waved goodbye to my mum from the window and as the train swerved making the platform swing from sight I turned back around to see the twins still there holding my trunk, the one who had it placed it by my feet with a smirk.

"So, you have to do anything we say huh?" The first twin spoke in a dramatically different tone the 'P' on his shirt shining as the houses flying past forced the sun in and out of view, I blushed at his words and just as the other twin began to speak a loud voice came from behind them cutting him off.

"FRED! GEORGE! You've really done it this time! Wait until mum hears about this!" The twins' faces dropped and they both looked behind them at the same time looking as though a mirror had been placed beside on of them. I tip-toed to try and see who it was that made them so worried but I was too short to see over them so I leant to the side to try and see around them only to have someone rush around before I could look, I stood up straight quickly to avoid the person hitting my face and looked at the boy, it was another red haired boy this one wearing horn rimmed glasses and looking extremely different to the twins. He looked very serious having the same puffed out chest posture that the twins had now abandoned and his face looked almost as if he had never learnt how to smile.

"Give it back!" he demanded holding out his hand, it seemed he hadn't even noticed me.

"Oh, so soon? But we were just about to get our friend here to fetch us some food!" said the second twin smirking brightly pointing towards me, I blushed once more as the serious looking boy turned on me

"I am so sorry Miss but I believe that my brothers have fooled you into one of their tricks, you see" He snatched the pin from the first twin, with a yelp of pain from the twin, and put it on to his own Hogwarts robes, which I noted he had changed into awfully quickly. "This boy is not a Prefect I, however, am and..." Everything else the angry boy said was aimed at the two twins, who seemed more interested in my reaction then listening to him, but it drowned out because of how completely embarrassed I felt. My entire face was burning and I even felt tears come to my eyes, I felt so stupid for falling for their joke that I felt like crying, it was more embarrassing then if my mother had done a tribal love dance for Harry Potter. The twins stared at me; they looked shocked they'd noticed that I was upset. I quickly put my hand to my nose trying to conceal my face, I mumbled an apology grabbed my trunk and started to run down the aisle only to run into someone, I fell back tripping on my trunk I looked up to find no other then the red haired girl I assumed to be their sister she took one look at me then her brothers before helping me up and scowling at her brothers as she pulled me, Mr. Nibbles and my trunk into the compartment that she had just left. I wiped my face and looked around there were three girls in the compartment all staring at me and the red haired girl.

"Fred and George were teasing her, got her pretty upset so I thought I'd get her out of there she sighed "I mean they are partly my responsibility right? Being my stupid brothers." She added in a reluctant tone, the other girls laughed and I smiled slightly.

"I'm Ginny Weasley by the way." She said turning to me I smiled and tucked my hair behind my ears looking at her shoes.

"I-I'm Verity Stockhart, lovely to meet you - all."