A/N: This is probably the only story that I will be doing for a while. Sorry.

Raven let out a sigh as she exited the taxi she had just travelled in. Waiting for the driver, a middle-aged man to help her with her luggage, she watched as he struggled with the large trunk in the boot. Laughing at him when he finally managed to get it out, she handed him the cash to pay for his services and pulled the trunk away form him. The taxi driver drove off and left her, an 11 year old girl, on her own.

But Raven didn't mind, not one bit. She was used to being left alone and fending for herself. After all, being an only child and having a father that she had never personally met, but knew all too well from his reputation, and a aunt that was always out did that to you. Raven would always have to find ways to entertain herself because no one else was around to do so. Also whenever her aunt was gone and Raven had something on, she had to get herself organised and find her own way around. So that's why, standing all alone, Raven looked calm.

Raven turned around to face the building that was her current destination, Kings Cross Station. The large building was rather daunting, even for her, as it towered above her. But even so she walked forward and entered the station.

The amount of people was amazing. Raven wasn't used to so many people being around her. The highest amount of people at a time she had been with would have to be the amount of people that usually came to the little parties and get-together's that her aunt had hosted and even then that was only a few people. The station was filled with people of all ages. Some off to work, others visiting relatives living far away or close by, and some like her, there to catch a secret hidden train that would take her to what is to be her new home and school, Hogwarts.

Dragging her trunk along beside her, Raven kept looking at the numbers of the platforms above her and counting down from 6 until she stopped at the one that landed on the number zero. Staring at the center of the column she looked puzzled. She glanced around her to make sure that no one was looking at her directly and then broke out into a run. Heading strait for the middle of the brick column she continued, closing her eye's when there was only one second left. A split second before she would have crashed the wall suddenly opened up to let her through.

When Raven didn't feel the pain of the impact that she was expecting she opened her eye's only to find another large mass of people. She took a look at the number of the platform. There, right above her head clearly read a sign saying 'platform 9¾'. To her left she spotted a long old steam train waiting for everyone to get on board so that it could leave.

Raven headed for the train to put her luggage away. Weaving through the crowd she eventually came to the front of the train. Although as she was looking around the place trying to find a way to put her trunk in the right way she accidentally bumped into someone. Apologising quickly she looked up to find that the person who she had bumped into was a tall red head who looked to be only a few years older than her.

"Hay don't worry about it. Your new right?" He asked as he laughed.

Raven deciding that he was an ok person to trust nodded her head and blushed. She was really embarrassed. The boy laughed some more and took a hold of her trunk.

"You put it in like this." The red-head said as he demonstrated by lifting the trunk and placing it in front of the storage area. When he let go of it the trunk flew up and out of reach as it set it's self on top of a large tower of trunks belonging to other people.

"Thank you." Raven smiled politely at the boy who seemed to be still slightly laughing. Though she didn't understand why. "Why are you laughing?" She asked confused. This question seemed to snap the boy out of what ever he was in and he looked at her, still with a smile on his face.

"Oh right. Sorry about that. I just can't stop thinking about this prank I just pulled on one of my family's friends Teddy. I caught him snogging some girlfriend of his that's in her last year at Hogwarts, so I told one of my cousins and he actually walked right up to them and asked them what they were doing!" At the end of his sentence he just couldn't seem to keep himself composed and just started cracking up laughing. Raven also seemed to have a slightly amused smile on her face after hearing what he had to say.

"You sound like the type of guy that would just die and go to heaven if you ever go to stay a night at the Weasley's Wizard Emporium(sorry can't remember what it's called)." The read-head snorted a little and smirked at her.

"Oh I already have. My dad owns the shop."

Raven's mouth pretty much dropped to the floor and her eye's bulged out wide. She looked like an idiot. The read-headed boy, who was now apparently a Weasley, cracked up laughing again because of the look of disbelief on her face.

"It's true. My name is Fred Weasley. Just to let you know, you look more like the type that would die and go to heaven if she was to stay the night at the Weasley's Wizard Emporium, not me." Fred half smirked, half smiled and completely looked like he was yet again about to break out laughing.

Raven eventually snapped out of her trance and nodded. "Oh, I so would."

He eye'd the girl suspiciously but then smiled. "You know what? Your alright." He said holding out a hand to shake Ravens. "What's your name by the way?"

"I'm Raven Riddle. Nice to mee-"Raven reached out her hand to shake Fred's hand, but when their hands connected a sharp electrical buzz went through her arm and she quickly pulled it away from his. "Aw!"

"Invisible shocker. It's still a proto-type." He said in between laughs.

Still holding her hand from the immense pain that rang through-out her hand and arm, she glared at him. "I think you might need to lower the voltage on that thing." She growled, storming off to find herself a compartment. *Oh you shall pay Fred Weasley! You. Shall. Pay!* Raven thought as she entered the train.