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Finding a Savior
Ch.1
A boy named Harry Potter had just sat down to the beginning of the Hogwarts feast, patiently waiting for the Sorting to begin. His best friends, Ron Weasley and Hermione Granger were sitting across from him. Ron was talking to Seamus about the latest Chudley Cannons game, and Hermione was talking to Ginny about one of Ginny's current boyfriends. Harry's heart gave a little twist. He wouldn't admit it under Chinese water torture, but he still had feelings for Ginny. But he knew that she had moved on. He could have sworn he saw something pass in Ginny's eyes when he looked at her, but he brushed it off. Better he focus on his mission. After his mission he could concentrate on having relationships. "If I make it out alive..." Harry thought. A noise distracted his morbid thoughts to the oak doors of the entrance hall. He saw tons of young children, all arranged into the lines of twos, looking like they were about to pee themselves. Harry shook his head, trying to get rid of his pessemistic thoughts and focused on the sorting.
Harry had decided to return to Hogwarts for his 7th Year. He knew he had to find the other Horcruxes, but for now he would try to enjoy time with his friends. Besides if you wanted to know anything about magic, Hogwarts was the best place to go.
The Sorting was through and Gryffindor now had 16 new members. One was even Ron's cousin, Michael or Mitch, something like that. Now that the Sorting was completed, Harry patiently awaited for the glorious food that would soon be served. He didn't have breakfast that morning and was starving. Ron looked the same. Which was odd seeing as he had 2 breakfasts, 5 snacks on the train, and not to mention the lunch Mrs. Weasley had packed him. When nothing appeared on his gold plate for a few minutes, Harry looked up at Headmistress McGonagall. "I'm sorry students, we have more one person to sort, she was late arriving." Everyone's head turned towards the entrance.
And they gasped.
There stood one of the prettiest, most beautiful girls anyone had ever seen. She made veelas look like hippogriffs. She walked gracefully towards the hat. She was about 5'5", with a curvy figure. She had olive skin, probably Italian. She had black hair, halfway down her back, perfectly curled at the end. Small, pouty pink lips. But what stood out most was her eyes. They were inescapable. They seemed to be blue, but when you looked closer they were green. They were the perfect combination of blue and green. They looked like a thunderstorm, a ocean at midnight. She walked to the stool, and Professor McGonagall stated "CHRISTINE DRAUN."
Everyone gasped for a second time that night.
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