A burst of laughter sent many students staring at the Slytherin table. Draco Malfoy the center of attention started it all. Harry looked over to see what was going on and was surprised to see that laughing along with him was a girl he had never seen before. Yet, she looked familiar.

 

He nudged Ron in the elbow and tapped Hermione on the shoulder. Annoyed they looked over to where he was staring. It took a while before it registered in their minds that the snob, Malfoy, was laughing along with an unknown girl.

 

The girl, that caught the attention and wonder of many, had quite long black hair. She was very pretty in the eyes of many, and because of that trait it made them wonder why she was talking to a brat like Malfoy.

 

The laughter continued, but Harry happened to catch her eye. The two stared at each other for a brief moment. The moment would've been longer, but the Malfoy nudged her elbow, which snapped her from her trance.

 

Harry also snapped from his, when Ron waved his hand in front of him trying to get his attention.

 

"Huh," Harry said.

 

"You were dozing out on us," Ron added blandly.

 

"Oh, I'm sorry," Harry said quickly, "What were you saying again?"

 

"I was asking, did you know that girl," asked Ron.

 

He shook his head, before turning around to look at Hermione.

 

"Yes, I know her. She's a girl who just got transferred from Sunny Day School. They didn't think she fit the description."

 

Harry looked back at her; she was laughing away at another joke told by Malfoy. She didn't quite fit the description of being in Slytherin either he thought.

 

"Do you know her name?" Harry asked quickly.

 

"Yeah, I wrote it down," she said fumbling into her bag. She dug up a torn piece of parchment and said,

"I found it!" She started to piece it together, turning it this way and that trying to read it. "Her name is," Hermione continued squinting at the small piece of paper. "Rose Black," she stated simply being quite proud of herself.

 

"What did you say," Ron asked making sure he heard what he thought he heard.

 

"I said Rose Black, that's her name," Hermione repeated again starting to get annoyed.

Ron and Harry looked at each other.

 

"Are you saying she could be related to Sirius Black?" Ron asked in a softer tone.

 

She shrugged her shoulders in response.

 

"Come on you have to be at least interested since their last name is the same," Ron added amazed at her calmness.

 

"Well yes, but I really have to read this book," Hermione said showing him a rather small leather bound book.

 

Harry looked back at Ron who shrugged his shoulders in response. He looked back at Hermione who was pretending to read the book. He thought back to when they had made eye contact. He remembered that they were an emerald green which if you looked into for too long of a time can just make time seem to stop.

 

He ate dinner and chatted with his fellow Gryffindors. In the back of his mind though, there was this odd sense that Rose was familiar in one way or another. He drifted through the beginning of the school feast.

 

When the plates were cleared, and everyone was at their fullest, did they start thinking about going to bed.

 

"Can you believe it?"

 

"Believe what?" asked Harry sleepily.

 

"That Malfoy kid isn't going to be the Seeker anymore!" Fred said as they were walking out of the hall.

 

"You're kidding me," Harry said, wondering if this was true.

 

"It's the truth," George joined in, "We overheard Snape and Madam Hooch."

 

"I feel that there's some bad news coming," Harry replied, knowing this was too good to be true.

 

"But, he's still on the team," George grumbled.

 

"As the new chaser," Fred added in a sour tone.

 

"Who's replacing him for Seeker and captain?"

 

"This new kid named Rose something," Lee Jordan said who joined in on the chat.

 

Harry just nodded his head, knowing that it might be the same Rose at dinner.

 

"The thing is, we don't know how good she is or what her level in Quidditch is like since she is new," Lee Jordan blabbed on.

 

By the time Harry reached his dormitory, it was already late and a couple of his roommates were already in bed. He quickly changed and got ready. As he lay on the bed he thought back to Rose. She was undoubtedly familiar. The only problem was that Harry couldn't put his finger on where he had seen her before.

 

His mind wandered and searched for all the possible places, but there were no results. Annoyed he closed his eyes. Sleep eventually fell over his eyes.