Chapter One
Nora Leswey, a student attending John Adams Junior High school was not just a regular student, she was special, she knew it, her parents knew it, but no one else knew it. As she sat doing her math homework, she kept glancing sideways at her wand, thinking lazily, "P(a) times P(b) equals p(a then b), what good is this crap when I can just magic the answers to coming out?" She reached out to pick up her wand, grasped her fingers around it, feeling its warmth and friendliness, she felt like she was back at Anwara. But she, like every other witch in the state of Massachusetts, was going into hiding, You-Know-Who had hit Salem like a bomb last month, luckily, she and her parents had found refuge in a neighbor's basement.
"I'll never go back again," she sobbed, "I'll never see my friends, and… and I'll never see my beautiful house again," she looked around, "my beautiful room, my lovely things," and then she said, "I'm being selfish, there are other people who have it much worse than I do."
"Too true," said a cold, high pitched voice from behind her, "Too true, Crucio!"
That was the last thing Nora could remember, besides all the pain, when she arose, she was surrounded by strangers, these were not just people she didn't know, but they were WEIRD! They were all talking over her, but didn't seem to realize that she was awake. She shut her eyes tight and thought hard.
"I'll take her," said a kindly voice, "but I don't see why you want me to take her."
"Because, she'll be safer with a wizarding family here, than she would be in America, and you have one of the oldest, largest wizarding family in all of England."
"What are they talking about? I'm going home to my family in Salem! Then we're moving to Boston! I'm not staying here! My family NEEDS me!"
"What's that honey?" said the second voice of a man, the one who had spoken before. He tapped her on the shoulder, she opened her eyes and stared straight into his.
"Did you hear me?" he inquired, "What was that, you said something."
"No I didn't," she protested.
"Yes you did, something about your family."
"You were eavesdropping!"
"Not quite, I can read minds, but only when I want to."
"Well don't do it again!" Nora was getting VERY angry. She wanted to know what was going on. She sat up, and for the first time, she wondered where she was, "Where am I?"
"Why, honey, you're in the hospital wing of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry," said the woman.
"Nora," said the man, "I am Albus Dumbledore, Headmaster of this school, and I have horrible news for you."
"What?"
"Nora, honey, when you were attacked by Voldemort yesterday, your parents went missing, we think they may be dead."
At this, Nora burst into tears, her parents just couldn't be dead, she needed them!
"We don't know for sure however, they could just be prisoners, because you are one of the few that Voldemort wants revenge on, you and Harry Potter."
This made her even more unhappy, she wasn't just scared for her parents, she was scared for herself.
"Honey," said the woman, sitting down beside her, "My name is Molly Weasley, you're going to be living with me and my family until we can find your parents, I know you were disguised as a muggle since May, and you've been taking summer school classes, but we can't afford to send you to any of those, is that okay?"
"Uhhuh," Nora sorted of whimpered, "I didn't like 'em anyways."
"Let's get to my house then, do you know the floo network?"
"Yes."
"Well we live at the burrow."
Nora stepped into the flames and shouted as loud as she could, "The Borrow!"
She couldn't have ended up in a stranger place. She was standing in the middle of a very small, empty living room, where there was a boy about her age taking a nap on the couch. He was red headed, like his mother, had a freckled face, and long gangly arms and legs, which reminded her a bit of her own. He looked a lot like her father, she liked that, (oc:just so you don't think Nora's cold and evil because her parents are gone, she's not, everythin's just happening too fast) her father was a funny man, she wondered if he would be funny too, just then, Molly popped out of the fire place.
"Well then," she said, "I guess you'll have to meet everyone. Ron, wake up! GINNY! PERCY! GEORGE! FRED! ARTHUR! GET DOWN HERE ALL OF YOU!
The boy on the couch sleepily rubbed his eyes, "Mum, I was sleeping."
"Well, I told you to get up."
"I am now," he looked up and saw a girl with short red hair, green eyes and raggedy clothes, "Mum, do we have relatives again?"
"No," said Molly, Nora noticed that some people were slowly coming in, as if afraid of what Molly might have to say, they all had red hair, so she guessed she blended in, a bit.
Then all of a sudden two boys who seemed to have been laughing stumbled in, "Mum," said one, "Who's that?"
"THAT, is Nora Leswey, and THAT is why I called you all down here. Nora will be staying with us until the ministry is able to find her parents, now, honey, until we can fix up the attic, leave your stuff up in Ginny's room, Ginny, will you show her?"
"Sure Mum."
"Oh yes, we will have to find that ghoul a new home, won't we Arthur?" she said as the girls walked out.
"Hi Nora, I'm Ginny," said the girl.
"Nice to meet cha."
"You too, those down there, those are my brothers, Ron's okay, and Fred and George are pretty funny, Percy's just plain boring, and my dad, well, let's just say he's a few acorns short of a truckload (oc: if you don't get it, you must be too) I have two other brothers too, but they don't live here any more, Bill," she pointed to a picture on the wall that was smiling and waving at her, "and Charlie," she pointed to another picture. They climbed a staircase walked down a few halls, then climbed another staircase. They came to the last room on the left, Ginny tapped the door twice, and it opened.
They walked in, and put Nora's stuff down. Nora couldn't believe what she saw.
"Is this your room?"
"Yea," she said, running her fingers along the colorful walls.
"It's beautiful."
"Thanks"
"GINNY, NORA, come up here, LOOK WHAT We've FOUND!"
Nora Leswey, a student attending John Adams Junior High school was not just a regular student, she was special, she knew it, her parents knew it, but no one else knew it. As she sat doing her math homework, she kept glancing sideways at her wand, thinking lazily, "P(a) times P(b) equals p(a then b), what good is this crap when I can just magic the answers to coming out?" She reached out to pick up her wand, grasped her fingers around it, feeling its warmth and friendliness, she felt like she was back at Anwara. But she, like every other witch in the state of Massachusetts, was going into hiding, You-Know-Who had hit Salem like a bomb last month, luckily, she and her parents had found refuge in a neighbor's basement.
"I'll never go back again," she sobbed, "I'll never see my friends, and… and I'll never see my beautiful house again," she looked around, "my beautiful room, my lovely things," and then she said, "I'm being selfish, there are other people who have it much worse than I do."
"Too true," said a cold, high pitched voice from behind her, "Too true, Crucio!"
That was the last thing Nora could remember, besides all the pain, when she arose, she was surrounded by strangers, these were not just people she didn't know, but they were WEIRD! They were all talking over her, but didn't seem to realize that she was awake. She shut her eyes tight and thought hard.
"I'll take her," said a kindly voice, "but I don't see why you want me to take her."
"Because, she'll be safer with a wizarding family here, than she would be in America, and you have one of the oldest, largest wizarding family in all of England."
"What are they talking about? I'm going home to my family in Salem! Then we're moving to Boston! I'm not staying here! My family NEEDS me!"
"What's that honey?" said the second voice of a man, the one who had spoken before. He tapped her on the shoulder, she opened her eyes and stared straight into his.
"Did you hear me?" he inquired, "What was that, you said something."
"No I didn't," she protested.
"Yes you did, something about your family."
"You were eavesdropping!"
"Not quite, I can read minds, but only when I want to."
"Well don't do it again!" Nora was getting VERY angry. She wanted to know what was going on. She sat up, and for the first time, she wondered where she was, "Where am I?"
"Why, honey, you're in the hospital wing of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry," said the woman.
"Nora," said the man, "I am Albus Dumbledore, Headmaster of this school, and I have horrible news for you."
"What?"
"Nora, honey, when you were attacked by Voldemort yesterday, your parents went missing, we think they may be dead."
At this, Nora burst into tears, her parents just couldn't be dead, she needed them!
"We don't know for sure however, they could just be prisoners, because you are one of the few that Voldemort wants revenge on, you and Harry Potter."
This made her even more unhappy, she wasn't just scared for her parents, she was scared for herself.
"Honey," said the woman, sitting down beside her, "My name is Molly Weasley, you're going to be living with me and my family until we can find your parents, I know you were disguised as a muggle since May, and you've been taking summer school classes, but we can't afford to send you to any of those, is that okay?"
"Uhhuh," Nora sorted of whimpered, "I didn't like 'em anyways."
"Let's get to my house then, do you know the floo network?"
"Yes."
"Well we live at the burrow."
Nora stepped into the flames and shouted as loud as she could, "The Borrow!"
She couldn't have ended up in a stranger place. She was standing in the middle of a very small, empty living room, where there was a boy about her age taking a nap on the couch. He was red headed, like his mother, had a freckled face, and long gangly arms and legs, which reminded her a bit of her own. He looked a lot like her father, she liked that, (oc:just so you don't think Nora's cold and evil because her parents are gone, she's not, everythin's just happening too fast) her father was a funny man, she wondered if he would be funny too, just then, Molly popped out of the fire place.
"Well then," she said, "I guess you'll have to meet everyone. Ron, wake up! GINNY! PERCY! GEORGE! FRED! ARTHUR! GET DOWN HERE ALL OF YOU!
The boy on the couch sleepily rubbed his eyes, "Mum, I was sleeping."
"Well, I told you to get up."
"I am now," he looked up and saw a girl with short red hair, green eyes and raggedy clothes, "Mum, do we have relatives again?"
"No," said Molly, Nora noticed that some people were slowly coming in, as if afraid of what Molly might have to say, they all had red hair, so she guessed she blended in, a bit.
Then all of a sudden two boys who seemed to have been laughing stumbled in, "Mum," said one, "Who's that?"
"THAT, is Nora Leswey, and THAT is why I called you all down here. Nora will be staying with us until the ministry is able to find her parents, now, honey, until we can fix up the attic, leave your stuff up in Ginny's room, Ginny, will you show her?"
"Sure Mum."
"Oh yes, we will have to find that ghoul a new home, won't we Arthur?" she said as the girls walked out.
"Hi Nora, I'm Ginny," said the girl.
"Nice to meet cha."
"You too, those down there, those are my brothers, Ron's okay, and Fred and George are pretty funny, Percy's just plain boring, and my dad, well, let's just say he's a few acorns short of a truckload (oc: if you don't get it, you must be too) I have two other brothers too, but they don't live here any more, Bill," she pointed to a picture on the wall that was smiling and waving at her, "and Charlie," she pointed to another picture. They climbed a staircase walked down a few halls, then climbed another staircase. They came to the last room on the left, Ginny tapped the door twice, and it opened.
They walked in, and put Nora's stuff down. Nora couldn't believe what she saw.
"Is this your room?"
"Yea," she said, running her fingers along the colorful walls.
"It's beautiful."
"Thanks"
"GINNY, NORA, come up here, LOOK WHAT We've FOUND!"