.-*Once and Again*-.
It was Harry's fifth year, and just like always there was an exchange student that was sorted in Gryffindor. This girl had brought family with her though; she had 4 sisters, and an owl that she also considered family. Harry had talked to this particular exchange student once or twice, and she never realized who he was-Harry Potter. Of course, Harry hadn't noticed who the exchange student was, either.
One faithful winter day, Harry and Janette (the exchange student) were late for potions, and it just so happened that Snape gave them detention. They were to polish trophies. After dinner Harry and Janette walked down to the trophy rooms, Harry was curious about why Janette almost never talked, and after 10 minutes of silence and polishing, Harry struck up a conversation. He asked her about her mum, she looked at a big trophy that had a bludger on it. It read Haylee Jordan, the best beater of her time. After he was done looking at it he glanced at Janette, there were two teardrops sliding down her cheek. He tried not to talk to her for the rest of the time, but he couldn't help himself. "What happened to your mum?", he asked. Janette replied with something he didn't expect "Voldemort just got hold of her"
It was Harry's fifth year, and just like always there was an exchange student that was sorted in Gryffindor. This girl had brought family with her though; she had 4 sisters, and an owl that she also considered family. Harry had talked to this particular exchange student once or twice, and she never realized who he was-Harry Potter. Of course, Harry hadn't noticed who the exchange student was, either.
One faithful winter day, Harry and Janette (the exchange student) were late for potions, and it just so happened that Snape gave them detention. They were to polish trophies. After dinner Harry and Janette walked down to the trophy rooms, Harry was curious about why Janette almost never talked, and after 10 minutes of silence and polishing, Harry struck up a conversation. He asked her about her mum, she looked at a big trophy that had a bludger on it. It read Haylee Jordan, the best beater of her time. After he was done looking at it he glanced at Janette, there were two teardrops sliding down her cheek. He tried not to talk to her for the rest of the time, but he couldn't help himself. "What happened to your mum?", he asked. Janette replied with something he didn't expect "Voldemort just got hold of her"