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The text in italics means they're talking French. Since that will happen a lot in this story because Danny talks French with the friends at Beauxbatons, I thought this would easier than writing the French sentence and always the translation afterwards.

Chapter 6

After we got home from the Quidditch World Cup, mom forbid us to go out alone so me and Harry spend the rest of our summer stuck in our house. It wasn't all that bad. Our house is always alive with magic and people. Uncle Sirius comes over almost every day and uncle Remus is a regular visitor as well. That may explain why none of them is married. The real reason is because uncle Sirius will never settle down, he says every woman should have to pleasure to be his for one night. Mom always gets mad when he says stuff like that in front of me and Harry. As if we never heard him say things like that before. And uncle Remus doesn't want to drag someone down with him he says. His wife would automatically be discriminated for being married to a werewolf and he doesn't want to do that to anyone but mom still hasn't given up hope on him and insists he goes on a blind date with one of her friends every year.

It was August the 31th and I would leave for Paris in the afternoon. I had postponed packing my trunk till...now and I was starting to regret it. I couldn't remember where I had left all my stuff. I'm not really the most organised person in the world but at least I'm not a hopeless case like Harry, or my dad, or uncle Sirius. Mom's actually pretty lucky she still has me in this house.

"Harry, have you seen my new quills? I thought I had put them in my trunk but I can't seem to find them anymore."

"I don't know."

I'm pretty sure he didn't even hear what I asked him. He was sitting on his bed, staring intently at the piece of paper in his hand.

"What do you have there?"

"What? Oh, that. It's an article on Bartemius Crouch Sr."

"The head of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement? Not the most entertaining man to read about. He's absolutely dull. Couldn't you guess that from his job?"

"Did you know he had a son?"

I shook my head. I don't know anything about the man and why does Harry care so much about it?

"What's the article about?"

"Just the consequences of what happened at the World Cup. Crouch apparently gave a speech about it."

For someone who was gripping the article so tightly, he didn't seem very interested in its content.

"If it's so boring then why are you reading it?"

"I'm not reading it."

"What, you're just looking at the pictures?"

"Yes, I am and look what I found."

He beckoned me over and I sat down next to him. He pointed to a picture on the bottom of the page. It showed a man in his thirties who looked pretty bonkers. It reminded me of Peter Pettigrew's wanted poster. The article said the man was Bartemius Crouch Jr. That's un unfortunate name.

"So?" I asked.

"That's the man! The man I saw at the World Cup, the one who conjured the sign."

"That's not possible, Harry. It says right here that he's dead."

"I know what the article says but I also know what I saw."

"Maybe it's someone who looked like him."

"No, I've seen that face enough times to recognize it immediately when I see it."

"What do you mean? You've seen it before?"

My brother got this guilty look on his face which means he's been hiding something from me.

"Harry..."

"I've been having this strange dream and it comes back every night."

"What is it about?"

"I see this house and there is an old man in it. He hears a noise coming from this big mansion nearby. The mansion is deserted and neglected. The man goes to the room the noise comes from and looks inside. There are three people in the room. One of them is Pettigrew and the other one is this man." He says while pointing to the picture of Bartomius Crouch Jr.

"And the third man?"

"I can't see him, he's sitting in a chair with his back to me. Suddenly the third man says they have company. Pettigrew goes to the door, sees the man and grins. Before I know what's happening I see this flash of bright green light come to me and I wake up."

"That's just a nightmare, Harry."

"No, it isn't. I've got the feeling that it's something that actually happened."

"You're not a seer. You can't see real stuff like that in a dream."

"Never mind, Danny. Forget I even told you this."

Harry was irritated that I didn't believe him but come on, it sounds pretty unrealistic. I didn't have the patience right now to deal with his mood swings so I left his room to finish my packing.

I had said goodbye to my brother, my father, my mother, uncle Remus and uncle Sirius. It was finally time for me to leave for another year at Beauxbatons. I wouldn't come home until Christmas and that's still a long time for my family.

The train ride to Paris was boring, as usually. I was surrounded by muggles and I just don't have a lot in common with them. I spend the entire ride reading a book uncle Remus bought me. Even though people tell me I'm a lot like my father, I've got the love for books from my mother. Which is a good thing since my godfather keeps buying me books to read. Uncle Remus knows I want to be able to summon a patronus as well so he gave me a book about them. By the end of the year I'll make sure I'm at the same level Harry is. I'm also really curious to see if Harry was right and the form of my patronus really is an eagle.

When the train finally arrived at Paris, I had to wait for professor Milain to pick me up. Professor Milain teaches muggle studies which I don't follow but she picks me up every year so by know we've developed some sort of friendly relationship. The reason she's nice to me is probably because she never had to teach me. The professors in general aren't that happy with me since I like to make a scene for everything.

"Good morning, Professor Milain."

"Hello, Miss Potter. Did you have a good summer? I heard there was some drama going on at the World Cup in England. I hope everything is okay."

That's another funny thing about living in two countries. What seems like a big deal in one country, appears to be barely important in the other one. For example the drama going on at the World Cup, the way professor Milain said it. She wouldn't think of it as 'a little drama' had she been there. I had never been more afraid in my life.

"Yes, everything worked out in the end."

Except for the four muggles who died during it! I followed the professor to the carriage once the other students had arrived. Most parents bring their children themselves to the school but for some families that's just way too far. Like it is for mine and the people who come from Italy.

We got in the carriage that was invisible to the muggles in the city. The carriage was pulled by the most magnificent horses you've ever seen in your life. They're bigger than normal horses and white like snow. Their manes and tales are golden and their eyes are the brightest red there is. I sat down next to Hayak Lumina, she's Italian and in my year. She's okay I guess but after going to Beauxbatons for three years she still doesn't speak French very well.

The ride was short so we quickly arrived at the school. When I saw the immense palace, I felt home again. I know I get angry when Harry describes Hogwarts as his second home but that's what Beauxbatons is to me as well. I quickly got out of the carriage and made my way over to my dorm. Our school doesn't divide its students the way Hogwarts does. There also aren't as much students here so all the girls from my year sleep together in the same dorm. Like every other year, I'm one of the last people to arrive. Everyone had already made up their bed with the exception of me and Hayak.

"Danny!"

I heard my name being called and didn't have to turn around to know it was Noa.

"Oh my God, Noa! I've missed you so much." I told her while I hugged her.

It was true. When I was at school, I missed my family and in particular Harry. When I was at home I missed my friends and in particular Noa.

"You look really good, where did you go this time?"

Noa always goes on amazing travels. Last year she went to Brazil for 6 weeks. She gets pretty much everything she wants from her mother, probably to make up for the fact there's no longer a father in her life. Noa's dad died when she was 7 years old. A crazy muggle tried to rob him but when he could only give him sickles instead of muggle money, he killed him. You'd think that would make her hate muggles but it doesn't. In fact she's always very enthusiastic about muggle studies.

"Australia! I never knew there was such a large magical community." She smiled.

For the rest of the day she told me about here amazing holiday while I told her of mine. She was shocked to hear what happened at the World Cup and sensitive as she is, she got tears in her eyes when I told her about the muggle family.

Eventually it was time for us to go to dinner. There are two large tables in our dining hall but everyone can just sit where they want to. I sat down next to Noa when I noticed that Jonathan Berkham was sitting in front of me.

"Hi Danny, you look really good." He smiled at me.

"Thank you. You look really good yourself."

It was true. He looked tanner than before and it went really well with his gorgeous blond hair. His charming smile definitely helped as well. He had also grown over the holiday and was now more than a head taller than me. Not that I mind, the guy always has to be taller than the girl.

"So did you go to the World Cup this year? Did you hear what happened?"

For the second time today I talked about what I'd seen and heard afterwards about the World Cup. We had started eating as well and even though I know it's not that charming to talk while you eat, I couldn't help it. I hadn't eaten anything since I'd been on the train to Paris.

"Attention students!"

Madame Maxine is the headmistress of our school and you always get a pain in the neck when you talk to her. I mean that in both ways.

"Welcome, new students and welcome back to the older ones. I'm overjoyed to announce to you all a different location for this school year."

New location? Is Beauxbatons moving? I was already getting images of amazing spa resorts as my new school. That would be so awesome!

"This year our school will compete in the Triwizard Tournament!"

"The what?" I whispered to Noa.

"The Triwizard Tournament is a competition where three schools compete for the cup. Every school gets to select one champion who'll fight for the school's honour during three challenges." Noa told me.

"Sounds like just another way to show off to other schools."

Noa just shrugged and we turned our attention back to Madame Maxine's speech.

"This year the competing schools will be Beauxbatons, Durmstrang and Hogwarts. Professor Dumbledore has been so kind to open up the doors of his school to our students. This year we will live at Hogwarts with the students from the three schools."

We're going to Hogwarts? For an entire year? I don't know how I feel about that. A whole year with Harry instead of just the summer sounded pretty awesome to me but at the same time... I have always separated my life at school and my life at home. What if I go there and it will be exactly what I've been avoiding all these years? What if there I won't be anything more than Harry's sister, to my friends as well? I got a lot of questions during my first year about my brother but that all went away when I wouldn't give them the juicy details they were all looking for. Will that change?

"We'll be leaving on the first of October."

After dinner we all went up to our dorms. I told Noa that I wasn't too excited about going to Hogwarts but she didn't understand. She knows that I miss my family a lot during the year so of course she expected me to be thrilled with the prospect of spending an entire year with my brother.

Three days went by before I finally got a letter from Harry. He had heard about the Triwizard Tournament as well and he too wasn't that excited about it. We finally had something that we didn't have to share with each other and it would all blend in together in a few days. This sucks!

October the first came sooner than I wanted it to. We had al packed our things days ago. One of the professor had to check all our trunks to make sure we didn't take any illegal stuff to Britain. We'd be leaving in the carriage that I arrived in every year except that now it would be magically enlarged. The inside looked more like an aircraft right now than a carriage.

"Aren't you from England?" Jonathan asked me once we took off.

I nodded. I could see the sky pass by through the windows. Oh right, the horses fly.

"So it's like going home for you?"

That's not what it is at all. Hogwarts is home to Harry, I on the other had only been there once and I had been too busy worrying about Harry to properly look around. Travelling to Hogwarts didn't take as much time as I thought it would. I guess flying horses are faster than the train. Who knew?

"Are you excited to see your brother? Noa told me he goes to Hogwarts."

That's another thing: I didn't tell Joachim that my brother is THE Harry Potter. I didn't want him to like me because of that. I really do like him and if I get lucky he'll be my first boyfriend. Another thing I can beat my brother in. I love Harry but I've seen him talk to girls. This will be an easy victory.

"We're landing soon. Hold on!"

Out of the window I saw the shape of a castle coming closer. Hogwarts was enormous. I already knew that from the pictures Harry and my parents showed me but still, Hogwarts was enormous. Even through the fog hanging around it I could still see that it was beautiful. I may love Beauxbatons but this school was way cooler, from the outside only of course.

The landing was, well... bumpy. It's apparently not easy to land a carriage being pulled by flying horses. We almost decapitated a man, or giant. He was pretty big but maybe that's because we're all in a tiny carriage.

When we were finally allowed to leave the little place of suffocation, we could see the Durmstrang students do the same. They had come in this boat that could travel underwater. Apparently that's something muggles invented years ago according to one of Jonathan's friends. He was not impressed.

We were lead through a lot of hallways until we finally arrived in a room behind the Great Hall. This elder woman told us to stay there and we'd be introduced to the students of Hogwarts soon.

"It's pretty impressive, don't you think?" Noa asked me once we sat down.

"Yeah, this is definitely nothing like our school."

"Doesn't it make you wonder what your life would be like if you went to school here?"

"No way! I've never regretted my choice in school and just because Hogwarts is bigger and apparently way richer, that won't change."

Noa smiled at me, then turned around to listen to whatever it was Madame Maxine was blabbing about. I just don't think it can honestly be that interesting.

Finally we were allowed to leave the room and enter the Great Hall. The older students went in first and the girls did some strange sigh and skip scene. I sure as hell did not participate in that. It made them look like such bimbos. I just walked in like the normal people, after Madame Maxine. This room was magnificent. It was probably the biggest room I've ever been in and I have seen the ministry before. The ceiling was magical, as expected. It was pretty strange to behold. There wasn't really a ceiling, it was as if we were looking at the sky. There were dark clouds similar to the ones outside at the moment.

It took me a while to look away from the amazing ceiling and search the room for Harry instead. I'll have you know that Hogwarts has a lot of students, way more than my school does. To make it even more difficult for me to find my brother, they all wear the same clothes. Then I figured I only had to look at the Gryffindors and I'd find him in no time. Fortunately for me there is only one table in the Great Hall where all the Gryffindors sit. Unfortunately that table is longer than the average catwalk.

I finally noticed Harry sitting at the table when we were all making our way to the front. He was sitting next to his two friends I had met before, the ones I don't like. He didn't seem to notice me so I just walked ahead. I really shouldn't have come here.

"Don't you just love this school? Maybe I should ask my parents to let me transfer."

The girl saying that would be Helena Giblon. She's one of my friends and probably the most spoiled girl you have ever met. I think it's a pureblood thing if she's anything to go by.

When the Durmstrang boys entered the room, you could hear a pin drop. Everyone was very focused on their little act. I have to admit that I was impressed by their little performance of testosterone as well. They have some very attractive students. But the thing that impressed us all the most was the fact that Viktor Krum was there, as a student! I always thought he was way too old to still be in school. Or maybe he's just dumb enough to not graduate. That might be a possibility. He doesn't seem like the brightest guy in the room.

All the 'It's Viktor Krum' and the 'Oh my god's were really starting to get on my nerves so when Dumbledore shut everyone up, I could have kissed his feet out of gratitude. Well, not really since they're probably gross but you get what I'm saying.

Professor Dumbledore made this big speech about the Triwizard Tournament and what it really is. When he announced that there would be no contestants younger than 17 years old, a lot of students complained but were quickly silenced. I don't understand why they were making such a big deal out of it. I'm glad there's a rule like that. It calms me to know Harry can't possibly compete in the tournament if he gets that crazy idea in his head.

He told us how people could sign up for the tournament. Something to do with a cup and an age line but it really didn't interest me. What did draw my attention was a certain guy on the other side of the room who I recognised after a 5 minutes staring contest. Cedric Diggory I believe his name was. I still couldn't be really sure about that.

He seemed to be searching the room for something. He didn't look for it anymore once his eyes crossed mine. He smiled at me and since it's nice to return it when the guy helped you find your brother when there were Death Eaters attacking you, I smiled back. Jonathan suddenly nudged my side and I turned my attention to him.

"What?"

"Who's that?"

"He's just some guy I met at the Quidditch World Cup. Why do you ask? Are you jealous?"

"No."

He might have said no but the way he was acting made it pretty clear to me that he was jealous. That's perfect. It will definitely help speed up the dating process. By the end of the month I must have had my first kiss and I want it to be with Jonathan.

Finally the whole blablabla was over and people started returning to their dorms since it was already late. One of our teachers would show us to our dorms for this year but before I'd search for my bed, I needed to talk to Harry.

After a lot of putting my elbows in other people's ribs, I had finally reached the Gryffindor table. I could see Harry getting up from the table a little further. I made my way over to him and finally reached my brother. Who knew it was so hard to just say hi to Harry?

"Hey."

Harry seemed to be completely taken by surprise by me coming up to him. He clearly didn't expect me to talk to him when all his friends are around. It's like he doesn't know me at all.

"Oh, hi Danny."

I don't think I've ever had a more awkward conversation with my own brother. His friends were staring at me and Harry as if they were trying to tell him 'who the hell is she?'.

"So this is Hogwarts."

"Yeah and these are..."

"Your fellow Gryffindors I assume?"

"Hi, my name is Seamus."

One of the guys standing near Harry introduced himself to me. He seemed a little too eager to talk to me and his over smiley face was creeping me out.

"Okay, my name's Danny."

"That's a beautiful name. Very French. And may I just say that your English is very well."

Was he trying to suck up to me? If that was the case, he was doing a terrible job.

"Well, your English is very good as well." I teased while patting him on the head.

"Dude, she's British." The Weasley boy said.

"Oh, wait, how come you go to Beauxbatons then?" Seamus said.

"Because I wanted to." Duh.

"So do you live at Godric's Hollow as well since you seem to know Harry?"

Is this guy kidding me?

"Yeah, I live there too. Matter of fact I even live in the same house as Harry."

The guy just got a very stupid expression on his face. I guess he's not the smartest one of the bunch.

"I'm Harry's sister." I said annoyed.

"You have a sister?"

Great, if I ever had the illusion that Harry might have talked about me from time to time in the past three years ,that just got shattered.

"Yeah, didn't I mention that before?" Harry said while rubbing the back of his neck nervously. Good, he should get in trouble for not mentioning my existence!

"I think I would have remembered if I knew you had such a beautiful sister." Seamus smiled at me.

"Whatever Harry, I'll see you later."

Noa had been waving me over for almost five minutes now. I'm really glad she had waited for me.

"Is that your brother?" She asked me while pointing out Seamus.

"No, he is."

I thought she knew what he looked like since he's famous and all that. Plus I do tell my friends about my brother and I'm sure I've even showed Noa his picture before.

"He looks like you"

"That's not a compliment."

"Yes, it is. He's handsome."

"So I look like a boy?"

"Never mind, let's just get to our dorms before we lose the others." She said when she pulled me with her, following the other girls of our year.

The place we would sleep this entire year wasn't all that bad. It was a very large room with a queen size bed for everyone of us and an adjoining bathroom. I was so tired I immediately fell asleep once my head hit my pillow. If my first day at Hogwarts was anything to go by, I was not going to like it here.

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