Chapter One
Angelina yawned as she stretched her arms and got out of bed. She walked over to her bureau and searched for her school list atop it's cluttered surface.
"Ah ha!" She said, finding the large envelope hidden beneath three of her socks. She reopened the envelope and pulled out the thick parchment inside.
She quickly skimmed over the list of school supplies, pausing at some of the more expensive items and tutting. She knew her mother didn't like buying very expensive things-even though they weren't poor. But as Angelina's mother always reminded her "Money is scarce and there's no need for goin' out and findin' the more expensive items when you can learn just as well with a used item!"
Angelina folded the list back up and returned it to the envelope, pressing the Hogwarts seal back down as she did so.
It was going to be Angelina's sixth year at Hogwarts, school of witchcraft and wizardry, and she was completely looking forward to being back. She missed her classes, her teachers, her acquaintances, and most of all her friends; Harry, Hermionie, Ron, and Georgie.
In Angelina's first year of Hogwarts she had been amazed to be going to school with Harry Potter! Everyone was; he was famous, what with his famous scar he'd acquired as an infant when the dark lord Voldemort had tried to kill him. Everyone had marveled at Harry's triumph, and almost everyone had been a big fan. Angelina hadn't even mused the idea of ever being friends with someone as famous as Harry Potter, but after befriending the know-it-all academic, Hermionie Granger, Angelina slowly became friends with Harry and his best friend Ron.
But there was another fan of Harry's who had never believed to befriend him, and that was Georgie. Georgie had been just like Angelina when she had arrived at Hogwarts; she hadn't known anyone and she had been very shy. But Georgie was too hyper to be shy for very long, and she and Angelina had become the best of friends on the third day of school when Georgie had accidentally set fire to Angelina's extra knickers (they were all just getting used to their wands) in the girl's dormitory. They were both sent into fits of laughter as they tried putting the fire out. But neither of them had prevailed and Hermionie Granger, who had already read the book on using her wand twice, saved the day.
Angelina moved about her room, getting ready for the big shopping day, sniggering now and then as she remembered the "good old times" she, Harry, Ron, Hermionie, and Georgie had had. As Angelina brushed her hair she smiled at a framed photograph on her desk. It was of her friends last year, all smiling and waving at her from the picture. Well, everyone but Ron that is; he was off to the side using his sleeve to wipe off a big smudge on his nose.
"Agelina!" Angelina's mother called from down stairs. "Are you ready yet!? Those books won't buy themselves!"
"Yes, Mum," Angelina called back. "Sheesh! Hold onto your knickers!" She set her brush down, checked her appearance in the mirror over her desk, and then hurried downstairs.
"Well finally!" her mother cried. "You know I haven't got all day, Love! I have that meeting at the ministry today at five! I can't be late again or they'll have my head!"
"I'm ready, I'm ready," Angelina groaned, grabbing her small purse from a hook in the entrance hall. "Let's go." She held the door for her mother who hurried out, searching for her keys in her pockets.
Angelina grinned from ear to ear as she closed the door; in five days she'd be on the train to Hogwarts, reunited with all her friends. Angelina closed the door and locked it behind her.
Angelina yawned as she stretched her arms and got out of bed. She walked over to her bureau and searched for her school list atop it's cluttered surface.
"Ah ha!" She said, finding the large envelope hidden beneath three of her socks. She reopened the envelope and pulled out the thick parchment inside.
She quickly skimmed over the list of school supplies, pausing at some of the more expensive items and tutting. She knew her mother didn't like buying very expensive things-even though they weren't poor. But as Angelina's mother always reminded her "Money is scarce and there's no need for goin' out and findin' the more expensive items when you can learn just as well with a used item!"
Angelina folded the list back up and returned it to the envelope, pressing the Hogwarts seal back down as she did so.
It was going to be Angelina's sixth year at Hogwarts, school of witchcraft and wizardry, and she was completely looking forward to being back. She missed her classes, her teachers, her acquaintances, and most of all her friends; Harry, Hermionie, Ron, and Georgie.
In Angelina's first year of Hogwarts she had been amazed to be going to school with Harry Potter! Everyone was; he was famous, what with his famous scar he'd acquired as an infant when the dark lord Voldemort had tried to kill him. Everyone had marveled at Harry's triumph, and almost everyone had been a big fan. Angelina hadn't even mused the idea of ever being friends with someone as famous as Harry Potter, but after befriending the know-it-all academic, Hermionie Granger, Angelina slowly became friends with Harry and his best friend Ron.
But there was another fan of Harry's who had never believed to befriend him, and that was Georgie. Georgie had been just like Angelina when she had arrived at Hogwarts; she hadn't known anyone and she had been very shy. But Georgie was too hyper to be shy for very long, and she and Angelina had become the best of friends on the third day of school when Georgie had accidentally set fire to Angelina's extra knickers (they were all just getting used to their wands) in the girl's dormitory. They were both sent into fits of laughter as they tried putting the fire out. But neither of them had prevailed and Hermionie Granger, who had already read the book on using her wand twice, saved the day.
Angelina moved about her room, getting ready for the big shopping day, sniggering now and then as she remembered the "good old times" she, Harry, Ron, Hermionie, and Georgie had had. As Angelina brushed her hair she smiled at a framed photograph on her desk. It was of her friends last year, all smiling and waving at her from the picture. Well, everyone but Ron that is; he was off to the side using his sleeve to wipe off a big smudge on his nose.
"Agelina!" Angelina's mother called from down stairs. "Are you ready yet!? Those books won't buy themselves!"
"Yes, Mum," Angelina called back. "Sheesh! Hold onto your knickers!" She set her brush down, checked her appearance in the mirror over her desk, and then hurried downstairs.
"Well finally!" her mother cried. "You know I haven't got all day, Love! I have that meeting at the ministry today at five! I can't be late again or they'll have my head!"
"I'm ready, I'm ready," Angelina groaned, grabbing her small purse from a hook in the entrance hall. "Let's go." She held the door for her mother who hurried out, searching for her keys in her pockets.
Angelina grinned from ear to ear as she closed the door; in five days she'd be on the train to Hogwarts, reunited with all her friends. Angelina closed the door and locked it behind her.
