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"Well I hope you enjoy your stay at Hogwarts. And I'm very sorry to hear about your guardians's deaths." Professor McGonagal neatened a stack of papers.

'Thank you, Professor." A red haired girl stood up.

"Here is your schedule. The Head Girl should be here in a few minutes to bring you to your dormitory."

" You sent for me, Professor?" Hermione rushed in the door, her face bright red.

"Yes, this girl is new to our school and she needs to be shown to the Gryffindor house."

"Of course, Professor." Hermione nodded and turned to smile at the girl. "Come with me."

The girl silently and nervously followed Hermione out of the office.

"I'm Hermione, by the way. I'm the Head Girl, so you can come to me any time."

"I'm Cady, Cady Greenwood. Well, my real name's Caroline, but everyone calls me Cady."

"You aren't from England are you?" Hermione asked inquisitively. " Sorry, just there's your accent, and Cady isn't a popular nickname here."

"I'm from the U.S."

"Ohh!" Hermione smiled wider. " What's it like?"

"Hermione!" A lanky, red –haired freckled boy ran up " Are you scaring the new student?"

"Of course not!" Hermione looked ruffled. "Why do you always assume things?"

The boy grinned lazily and reached out a hand for Cady to shake "Hi, I'm Ron, Head Boy."

"Nice to meet you." Cady shook his hand, nervously.

"Your trunk is in the sixth year dormitory. I saw to it personally." Ron assured her.

"Thank you." Cady looked at her shoes, blushing.

" I'm not trying to be fresh or anything," Ron leaned in closer. "But you really have astonishing eyes."

"I didn't notice before." Hermione inspected her eyes a little more closely. "In fact, I think I've only seen one person with eyes like that."

Cady blushed a deeper shade of crimson. "Who?"

"Harry Potter." Hermione smiled. "Who else?"

"Who's he?" She looked genuinely curious.

Now it was Ron's turn to look surprised. "Who's Harry Potter? Are you kidding?"

Cady felt like an infant tree that was shriveling under the desert sun, and didn't answer.

"Harry Potter…. the boy who lived?" Hermione tried to help

"I don't know what you're talking about." Cady mumbled.

"Don't you wonder what happened to You- Know- Who for fourteen years?" Ron raised his eyebrows and disbelief.

"I don't know these people." Cady stared at her feet.

"You don't know You- Know- Who?" Hermione looked amazed.

"No, I don't!" Cady exploded. "They can't be important, anyway if we didn't learn about them in school! Just because I'm an American doesn't mean I don't know anything!"

"I'm sorry. But You- Know- Who and Harry Potter are very important people." Hermione's face fell. "But you'll learn about them soon enough.

" And don't let Harry hear you say that he's not important. He's not in the best mood." Ron added, making a face. "Just be glad you don't have to share a dormitory with him."

Cady followed them to the Gryffindor common room where they were meet by another red- haired girl.

"Ron, Have you seen Harry?" She burst out at the Head Boy.

"No, but Ginny, would you mind doing us a favor?"

"No. What?"

"This is Caroline Greenwood. She just came from the U.S. and is going to be in your year. Would you mind showing her around?" Hermione asked.

"I'd love to." She turned to Cady. "Come on I'll show you where your stuff is."

Cady followed quietly up the spiral stairway to the girl's dormitory.

"That's your bed." Ginny pointed to a four- poster at the far end of the room. "Next to mine." She flopped down. "Where in the U.S. are you from?" A curiosity sparked in her eyes.

" I lived on the coast of Connecticut, right next to the sea." Cady opened her trunk and took out a brown envelope. " I went to school in Salem, Massachusetts. You know, where all the witch trials were? But I'm originally from England"

"Why'd you move?"

"I was adopted by an English family and lived here for a few years, until I was two, then my dad got a better job offer in America."

"Don't tell me if you feel I'm being nosy, but who were your real parents?" Ginny was about to fall off her bed with excitement.

"I don't know" Cady shrugged. "My mom never felt like talking about it. She said that I was hers and hers alone. But she did tell me that my parents died in a freak accident in their house on Godic's Hollow a few days after I was born."

Ginny looked a little stunned the shook her head as is she was trying to shake the idea from her head. Then she smiled. "Caroline, I have a good feeling a bout you and me. Want any help with your stuff?"

Cady smiled "Sure, and it's Cady."

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