Disclaimer: I do not own anything concerning Harry Potter, obviously. The characters and settings were created by JK Rowling. However, the character of Moira was created by me!

This is my first story ever, so please read and review (only constructive criticism please!)


Moira Lloyd was standing in her childhood home for what would be the last time. Everything she owned was packed in boxes and trunks which had been sent ahead of time to her father. Her father, for whom Moira was waiting. She had never even seen her father before, but would now be living with him. Her mother had just passed away and she was forced to leave her friends, her school, and her home in San Francisco to live with her absentee father just outside London.

"I hate this," she said aloud. "I'm sixteen. Why the hell can't I live alone for one year until I come of age? I only have two years left of school at the California Conservatory for Wizards and Witches. And now I have to go live with my dad. We've barely ever spoken!"

At that moment, there was a loud pop and Moira soon saw her father.

There couldn't have been a more awkward moment. The two stood silently for a few moments, neither knowing what to say.

"Hello Moira." John Giddings broke the silence.

"Hello D-Dad." Merely calling this stranger "dad" seemed incredibly odd to Moira.

"Are you all ready to apparate with me to your new home?"

"Yes, yes I am."

John held out his arm and Moira linked hers around it. She felt the sudden notion of being pulled forward and knew that nothing would be the same again.

The pair arrived inside the Giddings family home in Kingston Upon Thames, a borough of London. Though a muggle city, the Giddings were a noble, pure-blood wizard family. Moira herself was pure-blood and liked learning about her heritage. Some of her ancestors had made great advancements in the wizarding world, and this gave Moira a sense of importance.

The Giddings home was immaculate and over two hundred years old. John Giddings gave his daughter a tour of the house and ended in her new bedroom. Moira looked around the room. It was quite large with a queen-sized bed, dresser, wardrobe, and vanity. It was decorated in sliver and dark green, not very feminine, but not overly masculine either.

All of her things had already been put away. Moira suspected her father must have at least one house elf, but had not seen one on her tour.

"Do you like it?"

"Yes, very much. Thank-you. But my things didn't have to be put away. Aren't I leaving for school in less than a week?"

"Yes, but the house-elves where eager to set a good impression for you. They were happy to unpack your things and will be equally as happy to repack whatever you wish to take to Hogwarts. If you make a list of what you need, they will take care of everything."

"Thanks Dad." It still felt weird to call him that, but she was glad she wouldn't have to do it for very long before she left for school. Besides, the name would get her on his good side, which would definitely be a good thing. "When do I leave again?"

"The train for Hogwarts leaves from London on the first, in two days. I've taken the liberty to order your school supplies for the year and they are already packed in your blue trunk."

"Wow, you've thought of everything. Thanks. Do I have my class schedule yet?"

"Yes, it is on the vanity." Moira turned to find the letter. "You have the entire third floor to yourself. The bathroom is the next door to the right, then there is a guest bedroom for any friends that you may want to have over."

Moira really couldn't believe how nice and accommodating her father was. He seemed to have thought of everything she could want. But she wanted to explore her room alone, and knew just how to get her father to leave her.

"Thanks for everything Dad." She pretended to try and stifle a yawn.

"You're welcome. Well, I better leave you. You must be tired. Long distance apparitions can do that. I'll send for you when dinner is ready."

"Ok." She yawned again. "See you later."

Her father exited and Moira smiled. That was a piece of cake. He is just as easy to manipulate as everyone else.

"I so cannot wait to get out of here. It will only take me two weeks until I'm the queen of that school."

AN: I realize this chapter was just expostion and background on a new character. But in the next chapter she leaves for Hogwarts and sits with the Golden Boy himself on the train ride.

Also, is Moira at all an interesting character so far?