The Path Fate Chose
Chapter 1: Slamming Doors
Harry Potter and his friends were sitting at the Gryffindore table in the Great Hall.
At the current point in time they were discussing the new Defence teacher, when suddenly the doors to the hall slam open, to reveal a girl.
She had wavy dark brown hair that reached her waist, she was wearing a yellow vintage style dress, tan sandals and a grey coat slung over her shoulder.
But one thing that really made her stand out was her bright violet eyes.
She broke the silence she apparently didn't notice was there,"Oh my sweet goodness! I'm so sorry I'm late I didn't mean to barge in like this I promise!" Her eyes widened once she realised everyone in the hall was looking at her.
"And who might you be, my dear?" Came the voice of Albus Dumbledore from the head table, he appeared to have recovered from shock at the intrusion either that or he was expecting something like this to happen all along.
The girl nervously made her way to the front of the hall, "Look, I'm really sorry for interrupting the feast like this. You see I missed the train because I slept in and I was trying to get there on time but when I arrived it had already left and my Mum had work and my Grandad was busy do I had to owl the Ministry to get a portkey and that took forever and I only just got here," she took a deep breath, "I'm sorry!"
"Now, now there's no need to get upset, dear," Dumbledore assured her, "but you still have not answered my question, who are you?"
"Wait, so Grandad didn't tell you?" She asked like she was expecting for the Headmaster to know exactly who she was and why she was here.
"No, I'm afraid you Grandfather has not spoken to me." He answered.
Once again the girl took a deep breath, "Um… I'm not quite sure how to say this then," she said sounding saddened at the thought of her Grandad not talking to Dumbledore, "though I suppose it's to be expected from him isn't it?" She chuckled slightly to herself.
"Good old Grandad, ever the one to turn his back on his problems." She looked back at the Headmaster, "Well, let's go from the start then, shall we? My name is Xylia Ashmore, and your brother is my Grandad."