Disclaimer:
Do you really think I own anything? Actually I guess i do....Annie is mine...all mine!!! Mwahaha...as is Tom, Sophie, Isabell, Flick and Frankie!!! Oh, and Celia (I don't like her, she's mean) but everything else belongs to this woman called J.K Rowling...I don't know if you know her, but she wrote the Harry Potter books.
Annie
Chapter 1
Minerva McGonagall scanned the list of names in front of her. Every year she had to consult this book and write out a lot of letters. Okay, so she didn't exactly write them, more like waved her wand, but it still excited her that there would be a new bunch at the school. She gave a sigh of relief when she realised that there were no Weasley's this year, but another name caught her eye, Anastasia Clareight. And next to it, it said 'Orphan'. She sighed. The last time they had had an orphan at the school was over forty years ago, when a certain Tom Riddle had been a pupil. Minerva waved her wand and a neat stack of envelopes appeared on the desk. Casting one last look at the book, she silently hoped that this girl wouldn't turn out the same.
AN: a little short I know, but i felt that the next chapter didn't really fit in.
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