This is just an idea that popped up in my head, and I decided to write something on it. Sound good? Anyway on with the very first chapter!

Violet Malfoy's P.O.V.

I was standing in front of the scarlet train with my mother, father, and twin brother Draco. We all looked alike, blonde hair, blue eyes, pale skin, and we all stood straight and acted as a pureblood family should act. Or so says my father. Draco and I were just about to start our first year at Hogwarts, and we were expecting to be put into Slytherin, Although, Gryffindor and Ravenclaw sound much better to me. Draco met up with his friends, Crabbe and Goyle, while I just stood and looked around in awe. There were two red headed twins who were talking to a bay with dreadlocks, a brown haired girl with her parents, muggles by the looks of them, and even a large family of red heads where the two red headed twins were now with.

"Violet, Draco, do not make friends with the likes of the Weasley family over there, the blood traitors." He sneered. I was not particularly fond of my fathers ways, but I loved him still…to an extent.

"Why not father? What is wrong with them? Why are they blood traitors?" I asked. I was a very curious child, and asked a lot of questions.

"Just don not befriend them. Besides, Slytherin's do not befriend Gryffindors." He spat. "And the two of you had better get sorted in Slytherin or you will be disowned."

I gulped, I wasn't particularly fond of the thought of being disowned. And I don't really think he was joking.

Father never jokes.

"Relax you two, you'll get into Slytherin, I am sure of it. Now give me a hug and a kiss then go get on the train." My mother, Narcissa, said.

I hugged her tightly, along with Draco, and we both kissed her cheeks lightly.

"We love you Mother, Father." We said in unison before departing to the train.

I tripped over my pants leg and went stumbling forward. Although I didn't hit the floor, one of the red haired Weasley twins caught me.

"Thank you." I mumbled, blushing for some strange reason. I never blushed, ever. How… odd.

"Move it blood traitor." Draco said harshly, pulling his trunk down the corridor while I struggled with mine.

"Sorry!" I called back to them as I followed Draco into a compartment.

Crabbe and Goyle were there, but there was also a girl named Pansy and a boy named Blaise. They both expected to be in Slytherin as well. I kept quiet the entire ride, although Pansy tried to engage me in conversation several times.

When the food cart came by, I paid for two chocolate frogs and a licorice wand. I silently handed a chocolate frog to Draco, since I knew that he loved them.

Once we had changed into our robes, Draco got word that Harry Potter was on the train. I was excited and really wanted to meet him, so I followed Draco, Crabbe, and Goyle out. I'd heard so much about him. Especially from Father. He talked about 'You-Know-Who' quite a bit. Apparently he used to be in one of his groups, but he says that we're not allowed to talk about that with anyone.

But anyway, apparently Harry Potter killed him all on his own when he was a mere baby! It's unbelievable, really, which is why I wanted to see if he really existed. If he really had the famous lightening bolt scar on his forehead.

Once we reached their compartment, I took a good look around it.

A small raven haired boy sat there, staring up at us through circular glasses with tape holding them together. He didn't look at all how I expected him to.

Across from him sat a red-haired boy whom Draco started insulting fairly quickly.

I swear, sometimes that boy has no manners whatsoever.

Although I did almost laugh when Goyle tried to steal some of their sweets, it was hilarious, really. A rat that, for some reason, was hiding in the sweets bit him on the finger, so the three of them left pretty quickly. I guess they feared there would be more rats lurking about.

"Hello, I'm sorry about my brother Draco. He can be a real git sometimes." I said, laughing.

"Really? I never could have guessed." The red-haired, Ron, said grumpily.

"Oh, I'm Violet Malfoy by the way." I introduced myself, reaching out my hand to shake one of theirs. Only Harry Potter returned the courtesy.

"Also, I hope you don't judge me by my last name, the Malfoy's can't be in the Weasley's good books really, can they?" I asked, remembering how my Father had acted about them. Ron let out a short laugh in spite of himself.

"Well, it was a pleasure to meet the two of you, I'd best be off." I said, realizing that I should probably leave them be. I smiled, waving goodbye before walking out of their compartment.

I nearly ran into a brown haired girl in the hallway. "Hello." She said breathlessly, looking around on the floor, a slightly chubby boy following behind her. "I'm Hermione Granger, and this is Neville Longbottom. Have you seen his toad anywhere?" She asked.

"No, and I'm Violet Malfoy, Nice to meet the two of you." I said.

"Malfoy? As in Lucius Malfoy?" The Weasley twins walked up behind me.

"Yes, he's my father. And you must be the Weasley twins. Am I correct?" I asked. They looked at me with slight distrust on their faces.

"Yeah, I'm George, and this is my brother Fred. Err – Nice to meet you." One said.

"Have either of you seen a toad?" I asked.

"At the front of the train one hopped past my foot." The one named George said. "That the one you're looking for?"

Hermione smiled excitedly at Neville. "Come on, Neville, let's go see if we can find your toad there." She said before starting for the front of the train.

"Good luck finding him, Neville, Hermione!" I said as they ran down the train.

"Never thought I'd see the day when a Malfoy was acting nice to a muggleborn and a, as your father would call it, blood traitor." Fred said.

I opened my mouth to reply when Draco cut me off.

"Vi!" Draco called from his compartment. "Talking to blood traitors, are you? God you must have a death wish. Father said not to talk to them, especially not the Weasley's. Let's get back to the purebloods." He said, more or less dragging me back to the compartment.

I shot the two twins an apologetic look.

"You don't have to be so rude. They're just people." I said angrily to Draco as he shut the compartment door behind us.

"We are the better people, always remember that. We are Slytherins."

"I don't want to be in Slytherin, Dray! I want to be in Ravenclaw or Gryffindor!" I said, narrowing my eyes. "Besides, what makes us better than everyone else?" I huffed.

Draco looked stunned. "Gryffindor are full of blood traitors, and although Ravenclaw's not as bad, Slytherin is a lot better." He said, frowning deeply at me.

"If I got put into Gryffindor, would you hate me Dray?" I asked quietly, watching his face.

He hesitated, thinking carefully about his answer. "No… but father might. You'll get disowned. He wouldn't let you back into our house. I'll always love you Vi. You're my twin. But father won't love you if you get put into Gryffindor. He's made that much clear."

I nodded my head. "I know." I said as the train slowed down and came to a stop. Taking each other's hands, we got off the train, and then followed a giant man, whom my father had criticized on numerous occasions, named Hagrid. The two of us boarded a small boat with Crabbe and Goyle, before they set off for the castle.

The castle was beautiful. It was also very big, full of lights and people. Happiness and joy seemed to radiate off of it. We stepped out of the boats and trooped up to the castle after the giant. I saw the other students going to a giant hall filled with tables, while we were put in a room where a severe, strict-looking woman, who introduced herself as Professor McGonagall, told us all about the sorting.

Once she called us in, all the other first years stood in a nervous line while Draco and I stood off to the side, watching everything and everyone eagerly.

The woman, McGonagall I think, placed an old looking hat on a stool at the front of the room.

The brim of the hat opened wide and started to sing.

"Oh, you may not think I'm pretty,

But don't judge on what you see,

I'll eat myself if you can find

A smarter hat then me

You can keep your bowlers black,

Your top hats sleek and tall,

For I'm the Hogwarts sorting hat,

And I can cap them all.

There's nothing hidden in your head,

The sorting hat can't see,

So try me on and I will tell you where you ought to be."

It then went on to sing about each of the Hogwarts houses, and the sorting began.

"Abbott, Hannah." She said.

"Hufflepuff." Draco guessed. I couldn't say that I disagreed with him.

"HUFFLEPUFF!" Shouted the had a minute later. Draco smirked.

"Bones Susan!"

"Ravenclaw." I said.

"Hufflepuff." He corrected.

"Not everyone can be in-" I started to say, but the hat cut me off.


"Dang." I mumbled, guessing the next boy, Terry Boot, would be in Ravenclaw.

"Hufflepuff worked well for me before so Hufflepuff." Draco laughed, watching as he slid the hat on his head.

"RAVENCLAW!" The hat yelled.

"Ha!" I laughed.

"Brocklehurst, Mandy!" The severe woman called.

"Ravenclaw." We said in unison, and burst out into a fit of laughter as we were correct. The nearest table turned to stare at us, so we stopped laughing.

"Brown, Lavender!"

"Gryffindor." I said as Draco guessed Ravenclaw.

"GRYFFINDOR!" Screamed the Hogwarts Sorting hat.

Millicent Bulstrode became the first Slytherin, Justin Finch-Fletchley became a Hufflepuff, Hermione Granger, the girl with bushy brown hair became a Gryffindor, Neville Longbottom did as well, Morag MacDougal became a Hufflepuff, and finally it was Draco's turn.

I hugged him quickly before he walked up to the sorting hat. He slipped it on and it instantly yelled, "SLYTHERIN!" No surprise there.

"Malfoy, Violet." She called.

I walked up slowly on numb legs, seeing Draco shoot me thumbs up and point to the seat next to him to signify that he was saving it for me. My stomach turned. I hope I was be in Slytherin, I don't want to be disowned. I wanted to please my father. I had to.

I pulled the sorting hat on, where it fell over my eyes.

"Another Malfoy eh? Ah twins…hmm, where to put you. Very difficult to place… You wouldn't do well in Slytherin, but it seems that you don't really even want to…you might do well in Ravenclaw, but wouldn't reach your full potential there…You wouldn't be very good… Hufflepuff's no good for you… ah… I've got it." The hat randomly mumbled in my head before yelling out loud what house I would be in. "GRYFFINDOR!"

I was shocked, seemingly too shocked to move. I looked over to the Slytherin table where Draco looked disappointed. I sighed sadly. I would be disowned for this.

I sat down glumly at the Gryffindor table. After everyone was sorted, including Harry Potter, who was sorted into Gryffindor as well, the feast began.

"Hello little Violet what's wrong?" Fred asked me.

"I'm going to be disowned for this." I mumbled, starting to panic.

"He's going to disown you for not being in stinky Slytherin?" George asked.

I nodded, frowning. I am so screwed.

"That can't do, if you are disowned, my mom might let you stay with us!" he said, before stuffing more food into his mouth.

"You don't even know me." I reminded him.

He shrugged. "So?"

I only frowned and sat there quietly until the feast ended.

"Everyone pick their favorite tune and off we go!" the headmaster said.

"Sing to our tune!" Fred said to me. They started singing a slow funeral march, and I hesitantly joined in.

"Hogwarts, Hogwarts, Hoggy Warty Hogwarts,

Teach us something please,

Whether we be old and bald

Or young with scabby knees,

Our heads could do with filling

With some interesting stuff,

For now they're bare and full of air,

Dead flies and bits of fluff,

So teach us things worth knowing,

Bring back what we've forgot,

Just do your best, we'll do the rest,

And learn until our brains all rot."

The three of us were the last ones done singing, and our funeral march rang through the otherwise silent hall. I saw Draco frown over at where he was sitting. I guess he didn't like that I had chosen to sing with the 'blood traitors'.

Once we finished, we followed Percy Weasley, the prefect, to the Gryffindor common room. I hadn't gotten a chance to say goodnight to Draco, so I would try and eat with him tomorrow at his table.

Once I got into the room I would be sleeping in, I introduced myself to my roommates. I was sharing the room with Hermione, Lavender Brown, and one of the Patil twins. Not long after that, I wrote a letter to my parents, and sent it with my owl, who I found sitting on the windowsill next to my bed. I would probably be getting a howler tomorrow morning from them. I sighed and lay back against my pillows, quickly falling asleep. I was dreading what would happen tomorrow.

This is the first chapter! I want a couple reviews telling me if I should continue the story! Thank you! I hope you liked it!


(Edit: I just re-read this and realized how bad it is. xD I'm going to edit it.

No, there are no major plot changes.

I'm just fixing my mistakes.)