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In the air was a girl playing quid ditch. But she was extraordinary. She was going at least 150, and was doing loops and figures to the other side of the field. Once she reached the goal she did something no one expected. She was riding the broom sideways with the ball in one hand and steering with the other. She then faced herself so she was directly in front of the goal. Put the ball in between her feet. Dropped down so she was hanging from the broom with both arms. Flipped over her broom two times and on the third time over released the broom. Curled herself into the ball while she flipped in the air. Then when her feet were above her she shot them straight up with the ball still there and forward, releasing the ball so it went straight through the post. She then was falling and she summoned her broom beneath her and rode it to the ground. She did all of this in less than a minute!
When she reached the ground she realized Harry and Ron were watching her and froze. Harry and Ron glanced at each other then walked up to her and bombarded her with compliments and questions.
" That was AMAZING!"
" How did you learn that?"
" Could you teach me?"
" Who are you . . .?"
" Wow! One thing at a time!" she said
" Sorry" Harry apologized he thought she looked and sounded like an angel. She had a nice golden tan not to dark but noticeable. She wasn't a stick figure but she was not fat, she had defined curves( sort of like Shawn Johnson but not so bulky and is taller)and she stood at 5 "9. Not that Harry was paying attention to a lot but she had "D" breasts and a nice apple-bottom ass. She had round button nose and full pink lips that the bottom lip jutted out just a tad to give it a natural pout look. Her cheeks were a pale pink and she had beautiful black wavy locks. The most beautiful thing about her in Harry's opinion were her eyes. Usually he would think brown eyes would seem shallow because of the color but hers were a different story, hers were as if he could get lost in them and never be able to escape. Not that he would mind. For some reason he feels he's seen those eyes before. He definitely didn't feel the same about them before if he had , but still they looked familiar.
" So what's your name?" Ron asked
" Well seeing as your two-thirds of the golden trio and my grandfather trusted you with his life. . . " she started
" Wait, who's your grandfather?" Ron puzzled
" Well, I was getting to that, my name ins Kayli Michelle Riddle-Dumbledore, your looking at the child of Tom Riddle and Sarah Dumbledore and the grandchild of Albus Dumbledore" Kayli said
" AHHH! HOW DID YOU GET HERE THIS SCHOOL IS PROTECTED!!!!!!!" Ron screeched as he clutched his wand. Harry on the other hand was silent and relaxed. He knew death-eaters couldn't get through and he knew any one with Dumbledore in their name was good. He also knew he had seen those eyes before, those were Tom Riddles eyes. Harry was so curious about this girls past too.
" I know that and that's the reason I'm here, listen we can go to Granddads office to talk, just not here out in the open, O.K?" Kayli whispered
" Sure lets go" Harry answered before Ron could even open his mouth
