Disclaimer: I own nobody and nothing except the children.

A/N:This follows Wilhelm. This WILL be multi chaptered.

Chapter One

"Myriam? Myriam, honey? It's time to wake up. You have a big day before you..."

Three knocks on the door from her mother brought Myriam Hermione Malfoy awake with a start. "Wha-" she said, before understanding dawned upon her.

It was her first day at Hogwarts. Her letter had come three months earlier. Both her parents had been proud.

She was so tired though. It took her forever to go to sleep last night. She was so worried about what house she would be in-what if she wasn't sorted into any house at all? What if they told her to go home, and wouldn't let he learn to be a witch?

Myriam shook her head and got out of bed quickly. She immediately got ready and packed her suitcase. She then went dowstairs and ate a meek breakfast, much to the chagrin of her mother.

The rest of her brothers and sisters were sitting at the table, being loud and rowdy as usual. Tori and Dan were giggling about something, Cassie and Dahlia were arguing over something insignificant, and River was staring off into space-she was very spacey. Altair was actually eating-classic Weasley style.

Her youngest brother Wilhelm was cooing happily within her fathers arms, swinging his hands around wildly. Her mother was standing behind Cassie and Dahlia, hands on hips, trying to figure out why they were arguing.

Myriam smiled at Wilhelm before kissing him on the forehead. She then proceeded to push her eggs around on her plate, before sighing.

"What's wrong, Myriam?" asked Tori and Dan simultaneously, before grinning at eachother.

"Nothing, guys. Just...anxious, I guess. You'll know what I mean next year."

"Ha!" scoffed Tori, crossing her arms. Dan mirrored her stance.

"We're not afraid!" Tori said, head held high.

"Yeah, of anything!" Dan said, head also held high. This caused Myriam to smile, which in turn caused Tori to break her hard faced attitude and start gigglin also.

"It's gonna be okay, Myriam!" she said once she was done laughing. Dan nodded enthusiastically.

"Yeah, it'll be okay! You're like, the smartest girl I know-well, next to mum!"

Myriam laughed and somehow those words helped her regain her ability to eat.

Running through the wall of Platfrom 93/4 was the hardest for Myriam. It looked so solid-she almost didn't believe her parents when they told her to run through it. The fact that Dancer wouldn't stop barking at the Muggles didn't help either.

Myriam tried to dawdle by saying goodbye to all her brothers and sisters, but before long she could no longer stand around saying goodbye to her family.

"Come one, Myr. We'll go together," her mother whispered, before taking hold of her trolley. Myriam smiled at her mother and nodded.

Together, they ran towards the wall.

"Myriam Hermione Malfoy!"

Myriam slowly walked towards the Sorting Hat. Once she was there, she studied it for several seconds before finally sitting down gingerly upon the stool, placing the hat upon her head. A voice seemed to whisper in her ear:

Ahh...a Weasley eh? And a Malfoy? Tsk tsk. This will be a hard one...you'd do well in Slytherin. But I also sense the bravery of Gryffindor in you...and the brains of a Ravenclaw...hm...what to do, what to do with you? Hmm...

It seemed like forever before the hat finally made it's decision:

"RAVENCLAW!"