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This chapter was written by: RissaPotterMcAbbyAddict
I thought it was just a normal day at Hogwarts. It began with breakfast at 8 a.m. Next should have come the usual fifth year classes for me: Charms first period, Transfiguration second, Double Potions with Hufflepuff third, lunch, Herbology with Slytherin fourth, Defense Against the Dark Arts fifth.
The day started to get weird when our Headmaster, Albus Dumbledore, entered my Charms class. Poor, little Professor Flitwick, he fell off the stack of books keeping him at eye level with his students. He got up slightly dazed.
"Oh, my. Hello, Headmaster. What can I do for you?" The tiny man asked.
"I wish to speak with Rissa and James Potter for a moment."
My head snapped up from where it had been staring at a previous student's carving (the initials L.E. inside a heart) on my desk. I glanced around at my classmates. My boyfriend, Sirius Black, was looking at me with a very strange look on his face. No doubt he was as confused as I was. I glimpsed my twin brother James out of the corner of my eye. His face had blanched. He was mouthing something as if he was talking to himself. It appeared to be, "What did they get me for this time?"
"Me?" I squeaked out. I had never been called out to speak to the Headmaster, and I never got into trouble.
"Yes, Miss Potter. I wish to speak to you." Dumbledore's voice was calming. "And you as well, Mr. Potter."
I got up and slipped quietly out of the classroom, following him, James was close behind me. At the end of the hall stood a young man wearing the light blue robes I recognized as those of the students belonging to Beauxbatons. As we got closer I could more easily make out his features. He had crazy dark blonde hair and bright green eyes.
"Hello," the boy said with a thick French accent.
"Hello. I'm sorry, but am I supposed to recognize you?" I replied, in a hesitant voice.
"This is Thomas Mottac. He is transferring to Hogwarts from Beauxbatons." Professor Dumbledore said, the usual twinkle in his eye.
"What does that have to do with us?" I asked.
"Rissa and James Potter, I would like to introduce you to your cousin."
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