Nia

My name is Nia. Well, I lived in the states and met Hermione Granger the summer before 5^th year. I got in trouble at my old school so they transferred me to Hogwarts. I'll go into more detail later, but lets begin shall we?

The Beginning

I hail from the small town of Seattle, Washington. Not that small but oh wells. After a small problem with drugs at my school, Puget Sound Magic Academy, I was pinned with the crimes. It is so much harder to deny something when you're loaded with Veritaserum. I was transferred to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. My guide was Hermione Granger. I took Floo Powder to England to stay with her the whole vacation so I could get used to things over there. Hermione is a bit bookish, but with a little nudge, she is quite the party animal. We became really good friends. For the last three weeks of term, we stayed with the Weasleys, a family I now love. I met the famous Harry Potter, such a sweetheart, and had a lot of fun with him and Ron. Well every good thing has its weird parts. Let me elaborate.

"After traveling through fireplaces all day, a shower is a welcome change," she thought to herself. She needed to be clean. She was obsessed with looking presentable. "OH NO! My hair!" she had just gotten her hair straightened. Water washed out the relaxer. "I don't suppose they have a Sally Beauty anywhere around here...Why do I bother with muggle hair products? I could just use a straightening charm. Oh silly me"

Nia had a problem with talking to herself. She needed to fix it.

Harry had been standing in the doorway for at least fifteen minutes now. He couldn't help it. She was beautiful...especially in the shower like that. Her hair stuck to her shoulders in loose waves, her curves glistened under the water...she was gorgeous. He had been obsessed with her since she fell out of Ron's fireplace earlier that day. He had stared at her all through lunch before she ran upstairs to take a shower. Before he knew what he was doing, Harry excused himself and ran up to see her. He didn't know why he couldn't just walk away; he just stood there like an idiot. "OH CRAP!" she was coming out of the shower. What was he going to do?

Nia felt great after her shower. She jumped out of the stall and started to dry off when she felt a slight prickling on the back of her neck...someone was watching her. "Who's the perve who decided to play peeping tom today?" As she turned around she saw someone gasp and run away. Before he got out of sight she saw a glimpse of messy black hair. Harry had been spying on her.

When Nia stepped out of the shower, Harry was blown away. She looked so much better without the clouded glass over her. As she started toweling off she stopped suddenly, "Who's the perve who decided to play peeping tom today?" Harry gasped and ran away, hoping to god she didn't see him.

Quite embarrassing, eh? Well I've been through worse...What bothers me is later that night.

Harry stopped at the door. Why was he doing this? He didn't know what it was about that girl that made him do so much stupid stuff. At dinner, he had passed her a bowl of beans and said, "Would you like some love...I MEAN LENTILS." All she did was roll her eyes and take the bowl. He felt so horrible the rest of the meal. "First you spy on her then you start alluding to what you want...and you aren't even going out!"

Nia lay in bed that night thinking about her day. "It was actually pretty good...minus the shower and the incident at dinner." She was starting to worry. According to Hermione, Harry was never that shifty around girls he didn't know, "What's wrong with me?" she said aloud

"Nothing is."

"Who was that?"

"Harry"

"What are you doing here? You don't sleep here!"

"Well I was hoping if I could...um...well..."

"Well?"

"Are you close to sleep, because if you aren't I was wondering if you would go on a walk with me?"

"Oh, okay"