Chapter 1
A little eleven-year-old girl moved alone from Sweden to England.
She had blonde hair and blue eyes but there was something about her that
made her different. The girls name was Charlotta Lyndria and she was a
world known witch. She was moving to England to start a new school the
school by the name Hogwarts. Just before this she had lived with her mother
and father in a little village. Her father was a Viking and didn't care so
much about her he thought that she had drowned and so had her mother.
The 1st of September she traveled from Diagon Alley with a giant-flying
mat. On the journey to Hogwarts she sat beside a wild girl that talked a
lot with her.
"Hello what is your name?" The girl asked.
"My name is Charlotta what is yours?"
"Kalimendora Malfoy, but please call me Kally. After a while they talked
about which house they wanted to belong to.
"I really want to be in Salazar's house, he is so handsome!" Kally said.
At this time the houses hated each other and they did not want to be
friends.
Charlotta was chocked and said:
"I am sorry Kally but I am a true Gryffindor lover we can not be friends"
"Have it your way then" Kally snapped.
Charlotta went and sat with another group of students.
"May I sit here with you?" she asked.
"Sure," they all answered and Charlotta noticed that they were all boys.
"What is your name?" They asked.
"My name is Charlotta, what is yours?"
"My name is Hajle Riddler,"
"My name is Rupert Longbottom,"
"My name is Jack Weasly,"
"My name is André McMillan,"
"And I own the name Anthony Potter."
"May I be your friend?" Charlotta asked.
"Sure but only if you want to be a Gryffindor" Anthony answered.
"Of course I have always wanted that."
