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Mocuscia Elvebriel, who's friends called her Moxie sat down on the Hogwarts train. Her eyes were sapphire purple and huge. She looked like an angel and her long, glimmering black hair fell onto the floor from her beautiful face. She was the perfect size and shape with a perfect figure which made boys faint just by looking at her. Her feet were small and cute.
Thinking back, Moxie remembered the day two days ago when Dumbledora had come to her house in New York and told her about Hogwarts. Dumbledore had given her a very difficult magic lesson, and a wand, and had discovered that Moxie was naturally brilliant and magic, and by the time they had duelled and she had beat him, he knew she would be able to go into six year at Hogwarts. Moxie had been so excited!!!!!!!!!
Moxie smiled, remembering. She had taken a plane right over here the next day and gone to Diagon Alley to buy her cauldron and robes and also a Firebolt II, which was the newest, best broomstick. Moxie had also discovered she had a natural talent for Quidditch, and was looking forward to being on the Quidditch team at Hogwarts.
Suddenly, the train door opened and three people came in. One was a frizzy-haired girl who was very ugly but smiled nicely, the other two were a boy with bright red hair and freckles nad a boy with black hair and bright green eyes. Moxie gasped. He was the most handsome boy she had ever seen, with muscled body and gorgous bright green eyes!!!
'Hello,' said the handsome boy. 'I'm Harry. Harry Potter. Who are you?'
Moxie giggled. 'My name is Mocuscia, Mocuscia Elvebriel, but you can call me Moxie!!!!!'
'Well, you can call me Harry!!!!!' said Harry, and they both laughed. The other two people introduced themselve as Ron Weasly and Hermione Granger.
'It's great to meet you, Mione!!!!' said Moxie excitedly. 'I just love English peoples accents!!!!'
Mione smiled. 'No, American accents are the best. I wish I was American. You're so cool over there…not old-fashioned like England.'
The boys nodded. They were both staring at Moxie in wonder. She was beautiful, clever, funny, nice, perfect…Harry blinked, realising that he was falling in love with her. 'No!' he said to himself. 'You can't love her, she'd never love you!!!'
But Harry didn't know that Moxie was falling in love with him, too…
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