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Kisara was polishing her thirteen inches long wand, which was made of holly and contained a unicorn hair, while the Hogwarts Express cosily trudged along. They would be arriving at Hogsmeade station soon and she wanted to make sure everything would be in perfect condition for the beginning of the new school year. Her friend Dili was sitting across her and watching the sun fade as the evening announced itself. Kisara put the wand polish and the small linen cloth she used back into her wand kit, when suddenly, a stumbling noise came from outside their compartment.
'Get up, Goyle!' A drawling voice reached their ears through the ajar door.
Seconds later three figures were marching through the corridor, looking rather annoyed except for the last person, who was rubbing his nose.
'Where are they going now?' Kisara sighed.
'I believe Harry and his friends are sitting next to our compartment?' Dili said folding her arms and shaking her head.
'Why can't that blimey Malfoy leave the boy alone?' Kisara sighed even harder. 'As if he didn't go through enough trouble already for the last five years!'
They all knew what happened to Harry the past few years. It just happened you could not keep secrets like that at Hogwarts.
'It's the same every year, Kia,' Dili went on. 'I think Harry's got used to it already?'
'Yeah, I suppose?' Kisara nodded and turned to watch the sunset.

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'Transfiguration's first, I see,' Hermione Granger said cheerfully as she sat down at the Gryffindor table, next to Kisara, who was waving at Dili over at the Hufflepuff table. Kisara picked up her toast with strawberry jelly and started eating it as she looked down at her own timetable. As she was a sixth year at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, there were mainly four subjects on hers and these were the classes she reached an O-level in after the O.W.L.s last year: Transfiguration, Potions, Defense Against the Dark Arts and Charms.
'Good!' she said silently, turning to look at Hermione through some sleek strands of her long and bright reddish hair. 'So, Hermione, looks like we're going to share quite some classes.'
The girl who received top marks in almost everything she did, smiled at her. Kisara's marks always had been very close to Hermione's, but somehow she never got the attention Hermione got, whether it was positive or negative. And when she had to be honest to herself, Kisara was thankful for that.
'I'm looking forward to it,' Hermione said buttering herself some toast.
They grinned at each other before out of a blue, a blond haired boy with a smirk on his face and followed closely by his two big bodyguards, approached the Gryffindor table.
'Hey Granger,' he almost shouted so that everyone could hear. 'Pity we must share some classes.'
'Shut up, Malfoy,' Hermione gritted her teeth.
'Oh, hello miss Bastion,' his eyes fell upon Kisara, who almost dropped her toast when she could make out the soft-soap undertone in his nasty voice. 'You know, I've always wanted to tell you this, Bastion, but it's a shame your mother is a blasted mudblood. If it weren't for her, I'd bet we'd look great together!'
Hermione choked and looked appalled, but Kisara managed to behave apathetic and continued to eat her toast, without even blinking her eyes. Malfoy stood there for a while, waiting for Kisara to get mad and yell at him, but when she did not make any intention of doing so, he beckoned Crabbe and Goyle to follow him to the Slytherin table.
'Kia,' Hermione whispered. 'Are you just going to leave it like that? That's a very serious insul-'
'I know, Hermione,' Kisara prompted. 'And I <i>am</i> going to leave it like that. I value the Gryffindor virtues over those of Salazar's house.'

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Professor McGonagall's class was amazing. Five years of transfiguring objects and animals were nothing as exciting as transfiguring persons. The Head of Gryffindor had been giving them an introductory lesson and next time, they would probably be walking around as little wobbly penguins, clumsily holding their wands and trying to aim at themselves or other to become human again. Kisara was really looking forward to it and she was excited as ever, even after the obligatory History of Magic classes from the transparent Professor Binns. After lunch they had double Potions - it seemed the Gryffindors had double Potions every year - and although Professor Snape was not really Kisara's favourite teacher, she liked the way he strict way of teaching made her learn a lot, though she did not really fancy the remarks and digs he made at the Gryffindor, which made all the Slytherins in class snorting with laughter.
She was quite satisfied with herself, having made a perfect Truth Serum with Jobberknoll feathers as the main potion ingredients, even though Malfoy kept annoying Harry who was sitting just in front of her. For a moment, Kisara secretly plotted to pour some of her potion into one of the glass tubes that cluttered a side cabinet in the dungeon, with the main purpose of trying to find out the reason why Malfoy acted so annoyingly spoiled, but she decided that if she wanted to find out, she would do it the muggle way, just to show the full blood wizard that muggles are not inferior to witches and wizards in any way.
That night Kisara met with Dili at the library after dinner. Being friends with a student from another house was not really that easy at Hogwarts. Apart from weekends, breaks and classes with the Hufflepuffs, Kisara and Dili could only meet in the early evening and if they did not wanted to be disturbed the library would be the perfect place to go to. So almost every night students who visited the library could see the two friends sitting at a table, sometimes doing homework together, sometimes just whispering behind some large books they found. Madame Pince got used to them, still she did have go up to them a few times a week with raised eyebrows to ask them to be a little quieter.
They had a lot to talk about that night. The first day of school always was quite exciting. At half past nine, Kisara wished her friend goodnight and they split up to go to their own common rooms, where Kisara quickly said bye to Harry, Ron and Hermione, who were sitting near the fire, probably plotting what would eventually turn out to be the cliff hanger of this last year but one of their school career. Moments later, Kisara smilingly closed her eyes, before she snuggled up to her pillow and fell asleep.