The girl sat staring across into Dumbledore's eyes. They were in
Dumbledore's office, and she hated it more every second. Dumbledore spoke.
"I am not responsible for your parents deaths, Piper." He said calmly, then
motioned to the door. "Hopefully you will find the school suitable for you
as you have no other choice but to stay here." Piper folded her arms, then
stood up, turning away. "I don't believe you." She said simply. "You had a
part in it, I know." Dumbledore sighed. He hadn't had such a difficult
child..with one exception. Harry Potter. "Piper," He pauses. "I think I
know someone who you'll get on very well with."
Piper wandered towards the Gryffindor Common Room. Dumbledore had suggested that she looked for a boy called Harry Potter. Apparently, they had much in common, and he was in Gryffindor. She decided to give it a go, still not trusting Dumbledore, but listened anyway. She got to the portrait of the Fat Lady, and paused. Oh, great. She had forgotten the password. "Libra." A voice behind her muttered. Piper spun around, and found herself face to face with a black-haired boy with bright green eyes. He looked cute. He smiled at her, and they both walked through the portrait hole. Piper looked around. She had only been in here once before, but it never ceased to amaze her. She looked for someone who looked familiar. No one. "Great." She muttered, flinging herself into a chair. "Talking to yourself again, Pippy?" Piper looked up into the face of Fleckter. "Get lost, Flecky." Fleckter sneers, then lifts his wand. "You don't want to offend me now," "Why not?" Piper stood up. "You wanna curse me?" Fleckter brought down his wand..to where Piper was. Harry heard a shimmery sound behind him, and, to his surprise, Piper was there. She looks confused for a minute, then ducks behind him, so that Fleckter can't see her. "Shhhhhh." She whispered, softly. "Hey, how did you get there?" Harry muttered as quietly as he could. "Erm.." He heard Piper say. "Well, what do you know, I don't." "Don't what?" He said, turning around. "Know." Piper said, plainly. "I suppose I used magic." "What's your name and what year are you in?" Harry asked. "Piper, and I'm in the fifth year." She answered. "Ditto." "Huh?" "What's your name and what year are you in?" Piper said, sighing. "Oh, Harry Potter, and I'm in the sixth year." He paused. "Thank god, I thought everyone knew me. I'm so glad they don't, and some people treat me normally." He sighed. "I wish."
"So," Harry continued, "What's the problem?" "Well," Piper sighed, "Him." She pointed over at Fleckter. "He won't leave me alone." "Perhaps he likes you." Harry said, thinking of Ron and Hermione. Piper laughed silently. "You're funny. Oh, and yuk. Did you say your name was Harry Potter?" "Yes." Harry nodded his head. "I did. Why?" "Dumbledore told me to look for you. Apparently we'll get on great. It might be because I.am..erm..kind of..difficult." Harry looked at her, with one eyebrow raised. "Sounds familiar." Piper looked at him confused. "Like me." He explained. "Oh," Piper said, and started to laugh.
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Piper wandered towards the Gryffindor Common Room. Dumbledore had suggested that she looked for a boy called Harry Potter. Apparently, they had much in common, and he was in Gryffindor. She decided to give it a go, still not trusting Dumbledore, but listened anyway. She got to the portrait of the Fat Lady, and paused. Oh, great. She had forgotten the password. "Libra." A voice behind her muttered. Piper spun around, and found herself face to face with a black-haired boy with bright green eyes. He looked cute. He smiled at her, and they both walked through the portrait hole. Piper looked around. She had only been in here once before, but it never ceased to amaze her. She looked for someone who looked familiar. No one. "Great." She muttered, flinging herself into a chair. "Talking to yourself again, Pippy?" Piper looked up into the face of Fleckter. "Get lost, Flecky." Fleckter sneers, then lifts his wand. "You don't want to offend me now," "Why not?" Piper stood up. "You wanna curse me?" Fleckter brought down his wand..to where Piper was. Harry heard a shimmery sound behind him, and, to his surprise, Piper was there. She looks confused for a minute, then ducks behind him, so that Fleckter can't see her. "Shhhhhh." She whispered, softly. "Hey, how did you get there?" Harry muttered as quietly as he could. "Erm.." He heard Piper say. "Well, what do you know, I don't." "Don't what?" He said, turning around. "Know." Piper said, plainly. "I suppose I used magic." "What's your name and what year are you in?" Harry asked. "Piper, and I'm in the fifth year." She answered. "Ditto." "Huh?" "What's your name and what year are you in?" Piper said, sighing. "Oh, Harry Potter, and I'm in the sixth year." He paused. "Thank god, I thought everyone knew me. I'm so glad they don't, and some people treat me normally." He sighed. "I wish."
"So," Harry continued, "What's the problem?" "Well," Piper sighed, "Him." She pointed over at Fleckter. "He won't leave me alone." "Perhaps he likes you." Harry said, thinking of Ron and Hermione. Piper laughed silently. "You're funny. Oh, and yuk. Did you say your name was Harry Potter?" "Yes." Harry nodded his head. "I did. Why?" "Dumbledore told me to look for you. Apparently we'll get on great. It might be because I.am..erm..kind of..difficult." Harry looked at her, with one eyebrow raised. "Sounds familiar." Piper looked at him confused. "Like me." He explained. "Oh," Piper said, and started to laugh.
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