Hey! I hope you enjoy my story! I haven't quite learned the ropes of the site yet, so it might be a little messed up at times. Or it could just be my writing! Since Harry is seventeen and of leagal age in the wizard world, he has his own apartment near the school.
Disclaimer: Harry and co belong to J.K.Rowling of course… but anyone else is mine!!
"Emerald
green, GREEN my god those are gorgeous eyes!" Michelle said.
"Oh, yea
right-" I said mesmerized. Michelle and I stood outside Rockfield High gazing
at the handsome new guy in school. Sitting at a bench looking over his
books, he looked like a model strait out of GQ. We were twins, not
identical, but close. We both had black hair but mine was long and
straight falling past my shoulders; where as Michelle's was short around her
chin. The major difference is our eyes, Michelle's being deep gray, and
mine were a crystal blue. " too gorgeous.."
The bell rang
out and everyone started to go towards the door, but I told my sister to go
ahead, my first class was cancelled. I was going to go talk to him.
I began the walk across the lawns to the bench where he was sitting. As I
approached the bench, he must have heard me, I don't know how I hadn't made a
sound that I knew of, and he looked up. He saw me and instantly stood up.
I felt weak
in the knees. This was the most gorgeous guy I had everseen.
Towering my 5'5, he was at least5'11. His dark untidy hair was
begging for fingers to run through it, and as if reading my mind he did.
He wore round simple glasses hiding those two emerald gems only slightly.
"May I?" He
offered, taking my hand and gesturing with the other to sit down. He was
instantly the biggest gentlemen I had eve met, and I'm only 17.
"Hello, I'm
Melissa Castling." Shaking the hand he still held.
"Hello
Melissa Castling, my name is Harry Potter."
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"MUGGLE?!?! A
MUGGLE high school sir?" I said then remembered whom he was talking to, lowered
his voice with a mumbled apology "sir- a muggle high school? Is
that absolutely necessary?!"
I was in
Dumbledore's office receiving the most shocking news of my life. It was summer
right before the start of my 7th year and due to serious hints from the Dark
Side, for our "safety" they were moving Hermione, Ron and I to America.
The Dark force movements were less frequent on that side of the world and
The United Ministry was more alert and less bamboozled. Not only were
they putting us on the opposite side of an ocean, but in separate schools.
Separate muggle schools.
"Yes, Harry
for your three's safety a muggle school. Not only can we place
appropriate protection spells, there are many, many more muggle schools than
the Magical. Therefore, less chances of you being looked for and much
less of you being found." Dumbledore stated in his usual calm way.
"Yes
Professor," We mumbled quietly.
" You leave
tomorrow at dawn, don't tell anyone that you are leaving, all will be explained
to them tomorrow evening at dinner. Pack your things, Its going to be a
long night."
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Ron,
Hormone and I walked back to the common room in a less exciting manner than
usual. I couldn't believe I had to be moved to a different place in my
7th year! Even thought we were still going to be able to keep up through
the fire, it just wouldn't be the same away from Hogwarts. This has been
a home (or second home in Ron and Hermione's case) for six years and now they
were being told to leave without knowing when we were coming back.
" Cheer up
Harry, I hear America has wicked hamburgers!" said Ron attempting to cheer us
up. I smiled weakly,
" Thanx Ron,
where ever I end up I'll be sure to remember that!"
" Oh, Harry
it will be okay, Dumbledore said we can still owl each other, and they catch
the death eaters soon enough, we might even be able to come home before the end
of the year!" Hermione said, trying to be matter-of-fact about it. I
turned to look at them, tried to keep their pictures perfect in my head. Shore
there are all our other friends, Neville, Ginny, Dean and Seamus but with those
two, we had always been together. To be separate from them for who knows
how long, will be tough. Then suddenly we were back to hustle and bustle of the
common room after dinner and before bed.
The night flew by, and we did our best to act as if nothing was wrong, and that we weren't going to be moved across the Atlantic the next morning. Before I knew it, I was in my room packing and giving one last look around the room that I might never return to.
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I live in a
rather large homely house, put back away from the street. We have about three
acres, and trees cover the perimeter so we are hidden behind them. Which
is good because I like privacy not that I don't want people to see my house,
because I actually like it.
It has 23
various rooms. Those include three bathrooms, a den, a front and back
living room, our family room, dining room, two kitchens, the main and the one
in the basement. I don't count the basement as one room because there is
one of the seven bedrooms down there. There is the attic, which is
furnished and has an extra room off of it, and the computer room.
To explain
the six bedrooms, my sister and I are the oldest of eight siblings. There is
us, the next in line is Jimmy, whose is 15. He was the black hair
trademark and is already taller than us! He likes sports a lot and is very busy
all the time. After Jimmy there is Lauren. She's ten and the smartest of
all of us. She's been going to academic camp since she was five and we
insist she's going to be the next Albert Einstein! Mom and Dad's pride
and joy she is, none of us really mind, they give us equal attention, and
sometimes too much attention. Then there are the triplets. As if
me'n Michelle weren't enough, they went and had triplets!! The catch is that
Shayna,Sarah and Samantha are identical down to the length of their hair, to
the way they walk. It's almost impossible to tell these 5 year olds
apart!! Finally the youngest is Anthony. He's only a year and half old, Mom and
Dad I guess had decided to take a break, Mom didn't have him until she was
forty. He's the cutest of us all in my opinion, me included! Where as
Lauren may be my parents favorite, I more than make it up for the baby of the
family, when we are at home together I don't let him out of my sight!
That brings
me to my parents. They couldn't work harder! My Mom tries to stay home as
often as she can, but she works part time at a computer company. My dad
is close to never home. He works as a manger of Barnes and Nobles, and
travels all around the state to the different stores, mostly staying in hotels
when he its to late to come home, or he's doing a particularly difficult
project. People say I'm split image of my mother, which I happen to be
very happy about.
My mom had
just gotten home, and Iran down stairs to talk to her.
"Hey, mom!
How was work?" I said, rather distractedly, because she had brought groceries
home and I was eager to see what she bought.
"Good, good,
how was your day?"
" Great!"
Just then Jimmy walked into the room interrupting with-
" SO….
Melissa how what was going on with you and that new guy in school today…?" He
said smirking with a glance at Mom.
" How do you
know about Har-" I stuttered to a stop and blushed as Mom raised her eyebrows
at me.
" Who dear?"
" Oh no one,
he's being a goof" I said ruffling his hair. " He's just anew guy in
school that I was giving a look around the school. Jimmy here wouldn't
know that if he hadn't been skipping" I smiled knowingly and left before I had
to deal with them fighting over if he had really skipped.
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