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My name is Dierdre McTully. I moved to England the summer before i turned sixteen. We used to live in North Dakota. I went to a wizarding academy out there and i was perfectly content with my life. Then my mother died and my father told me we were moving to England for his new job. We had just finished unpacking when my Hogwarts letter arrived. I hesitantly flick my wand and the letter opens before me. I read the letter and make a mental note of the supplies I will need.

"Daddy?" I call down the hallway, "I need you to go with me to shop for school supplies."

My father comes out of his room and smiles at me. "You don't need me to go with you darling." He says gently. "You're almost sixteen."

I run to him and give him a hug. I've never had to shop alone for school supplies, but my mother used to go with me. "I don't know the town." I say to him. "Diagon Alley just sounds dangerous."

Daddy backs away and looks down at me. "Sweet pea, I have to go to work."

I nod and assure him I'll be fine.

I arrive at Diagon Alley moments later and begin looking for the right shops to acquire my supplies. I tall thin girl with curly hair smiles at me and i shyly smile back. The girl next to her looks over and me and starts to walk towards me.

"You don't look familiar," She says with a brilliant, adorable accent. "You must be new to these parts. I'm Ginny, Ginny Weasly."

She extends her hand to me. I shake her hand nervously.

"I'm Dierdre. Dierdre McTully. I just transferred from the states. This will be my first year abroad i guess."

The girl with curly hair peeked around her shoulder.

"I'm Hermione." She said, smiling. I shook her hand and hoped we would become good friends.

"I'm actually kind of lost." I said. "I have no idea where anything is around here."

Ginny and Hermione smiled at each other and then Ginny put her hand on my shoulder.

"Dierdre, let us show you around. We've been shopping around here for, well, years."

She laughed gently and i thanked them.

"Just follow us." Hermione said, and the walked out the door of the little shop. After getting all our supplies, they invited me to join them for lunch. I agreed, realizing just how hungry I was.

Fred, George and Ron Weasley were sitting at a table at the small cafe, waiting for their sister and Hermione to join them for lunch. Fred tapped George on the shoulder as they're awaited guests turned the corner.

"George, Have a looky here. Our sister has picked up a little friend."

Fred and George watched as the three girls approached. Both of the twins were absolutely sure that this girl was among the most gorgeous they had ever seen. She stood about five foot four inches and had long black hair which was currently pulled back into a braid. Her smile was breathtaking. Fred smacked George.

"I saw her first." George looked at his twin and grinned. "I am pretty sure that decision is hers. We all know that i am the cuter twin."

Ron looked at his older brothers and raised an eyebrow,

"Let's not scare her away."

The girls arrived at the table and Fred and George pushed each other out of the way to get to this new girl.

"Boys!" Ginny yelled at them. "Calm yourselves."

Fred and George stopped and waited.

"This is Dierdre."

The boys were grinning from ear to ear.

"Dierdre, this is Fred." She paused, "And this is George."

Ron cam over and hugged Hermione.

"This is Ron."

There was an awkward silence for a few seconds before Dierdre spoke."So, are these your brothers?"

Ginny giggled, "That obvious, huh?"

Dierdre laughed and Fred and George smiled.

"You all look so much alike."

Fred stepped closer and pulled out a chair.

"Please have a seat." Dierdre looked at Ginny, who rolled her eyes. "Sure."

Dierdre took an immediate liking to the Weasley twins. She was slightly older than Ginny and Hermione, but still younger than Fred and George. She was sincerely hoping she was in some of the same classes as the charming twins. As similar as they were, they were so easy to tell apart. Fred's grin was more crooked, and George's freckles were thicker. Ah, but they were adorable. Ron wasn't bad looking, but Dierdre could tell he was into Hermione. Another boy had joined the table, Harry was his name. Harry Potter. She felt so included with these people. She smiled. Living here might not be so bad.