A/N: This is my first fanfiction, hope you like it! A big thank you to my online buddy Sarah who came up with the title!! Please read and review.
DISCLAIMER: I do not own Hermione Granger, Mrs. Granger, Harry Potter, Ron Weasley, or any of the characters in the Harry Potter books. J.K. Rowling (ALL HAIL! lol) owns the characters and settings in the Harry Potter books. Lissa, however, was created by me.
Prologue
I sat on my cot in my friend Hermione Granger's bedroom. I had spent the summer here.
Hermione and I were talking about how the summer had gone by so fast, and about my nervousness
because I would be going to Hogwarts this year.
Before I get any farther, let me introduce myself. My name is Lissa Natash, and I am fifteen years old. The reason I had spent the summer at Hermione's house is that I had to transfer from Beauxbatons to Hogwarts. A few years ago, after I started school at Beauxbatons, my parents' careers got in the way. They both had to go to the United States and stay there for a long period of time- years. I didn't want to move away from Beauxbatons and my friends, so my parents left me with my Aunt Alexandra and her daughter (my cousin) Vicki. My mom is the middle child of three girls, and Aunt Alexandra is the oldest. She's my godmother, so I stay with her. Vicki is one year older than me--she turned sixteen in May. I was happy for three years, and during that time I met Hermione when she was on holiday here. We became friends and kept in touch when she went back home. At the end of those three years, which was only about four months ago, Aunt Alexandra also had to move because of her job. At the end of my term in Beauxbatons, I was devastated that I wouldn't be coming back. I promised to keep in touch with all my close friends, especially Alisha and Alexia. They are (or were) my best friends at Beauxbatons. We moved here to Britain at the start of the summer holidays, and for two weeks I was a wreck. Aunt Alexandra and Vicki couldn't help. Aunt Alexandra is a Muggle and Vicki is a Squib. Uncle Bill was a wizard, but he divorced Aunt Alex when I was really little. After the second week, I got an owl from Hermione asking me to stay the summer. I was thrilled! I left for Hermione's the next day, where I have been ever since. Now that you know who I am, back to the story.
DISCLAIMER: I do not own Hermione Granger, Mrs. Granger, Harry Potter, Ron Weasley, or any of the characters in the Harry Potter books. J.K. Rowling (ALL HAIL! lol) owns the characters and settings in the Harry Potter books. Lissa, however, was created by me.
Prologue
I sat on my cot in my friend Hermione Granger's bedroom. I had spent the summer here.
Hermione and I were talking about how the summer had gone by so fast, and about my nervousness
because I would be going to Hogwarts this year.
Before I get any farther, let me introduce myself. My name is Lissa Natash, and I am fifteen years old. The reason I had spent the summer at Hermione's house is that I had to transfer from Beauxbatons to Hogwarts. A few years ago, after I started school at Beauxbatons, my parents' careers got in the way. They both had to go to the United States and stay there for a long period of time- years. I didn't want to move away from Beauxbatons and my friends, so my parents left me with my Aunt Alexandra and her daughter (my cousin) Vicki. My mom is the middle child of three girls, and Aunt Alexandra is the oldest. She's my godmother, so I stay with her. Vicki is one year older than me--she turned sixteen in May. I was happy for three years, and during that time I met Hermione when she was on holiday here. We became friends and kept in touch when she went back home. At the end of those three years, which was only about four months ago, Aunt Alexandra also had to move because of her job. At the end of my term in Beauxbatons, I was devastated that I wouldn't be coming back. I promised to keep in touch with all my close friends, especially Alisha and Alexia. They are (or were) my best friends at Beauxbatons. We moved here to Britain at the start of the summer holidays, and for two weeks I was a wreck. Aunt Alexandra and Vicki couldn't help. Aunt Alexandra is a Muggle and Vicki is a Squib. Uncle Bill was a wizard, but he divorced Aunt Alex when I was really little. After the second week, I got an owl from Hermione asking me to stay the summer. I was thrilled! I left for Hermione's the next day, where I have been ever since. Now that you know who I am, back to the story.