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Angelina's New Sister

Angelina's first trip to the states was not a very pleasant one; she could not find anywhere to live, all the people there were rude, and she was too young to work. She got in touch with a local police station to search for any living relatives, but found nothing, so they set her up with foster parents who would take care of her. The couple that came to pick her up were a very rich couple who were from Washington D.C. They both were realstate agents who owned three houses, six cars, one boat, three dogs.

"Hi we're the Ross'," the lady said.

"Hi, I'm Angelina," Angelina said shaking their hands. "So how rich are you guys?"

"We're worth over twenty-six million dollars," Mrs. Ross said as Angelina mouthed the word, "wow." "You are going to love your new house and your new sister."

"Sister?" Angelina asked hiding her wand.

"Yes, you are going to love her," Mr. Ross said smiling and opening the car door for his new daughter. "She's around the same age as you."

"Great," Angelina said sarcastically. She had no idea how she was going to complete her mission if she was going to be stuck with this overly rich family, but as these thoughts rushed through her head, she peered out the window and saw a black cloaked figure riding on a broom, following the car. She panicked and told Mr. Ross the drive faster. As the car started to speed up, the black cloaked figure stopped and disappeared which made Angelina very nervous. Once they pulled up to the house, Angelina's mouth dropped when she saw how this was constructed; there had to be a million sides to this house because it had so many corners and rooms. The front of it looked like the White House, but the pillars were taller, there were black railings covering the many balconys the house had, the lawn was cut perfectly, the design of the house was very old, it was painted an off white color, and their driveway went on for days.

"Welcome to your new home," Mr. Ross said opening the door for Angelina, but she could not move. The living was twice to size of her own (from what she could remember from her time), there was an iron winding staircase leading up to the roof, but it made a pitstop at each landing for the bedrooms, the kitchen had two floors; the bottom floor was for guest dinners and the upper floor was for private family dinners and each kitchen was equipt with a refridgerator and a stove, ancient paintings lined the walls; depicting romantic outings and ruthless battles, and big and small dogs roamed the halls as if this was their haven.

One little dog jumped into Angelina's arms and licked her face. "She is adorable. What's her name?"

"We haven't given her a name yet," Mr. Ross said as Angelina stroked the dog's soft fur. "We were going to give her to our new daughter. We bought her three days ago. She's all yours."

"Really? Thank you so much," Angelina said kissing the dog's head.

"Now, she's your responsibility," Mrs. Ross said as Angelina nodded her head. "You have to care for her. She isn't our responsibility anymore. Understand?"

"Yes," Angelina said smiling and hugging her new parents. She took her things and her new dog upstairs with her and she tried to find a room. She wondered the halls for a bit until she came upon a midnight blue room where she put her bags down on the bed and laid on it. Her new dog crawled on her stomach and laid there occassionally licking Angelina's face.

"So you're my new sister?" a girl said from the doorway. She looked up and saw a dark figure standing there, but when she turned on the lights she saw a goth looking girl standing there with her arms folded. She was wearing a red and black striped shirt, black and white striped socks, she had tons of bracelets lining both her arms, she was sporting a black choker that had some kind of emblem on it that looked familiar, her fingernails were black, her eyes, lips, and hair were also black.

"Yes, I'm Angelina," Angelina said shaking the girl's hand. "How old are you?"

"Sixteen," the girl said without facial movement. "I'm Adora. Where are you from anyway?"

"England," Angelina said as Adora laughed. "Why? Where are you from?"

"France," Adora said without a French accent. "What's that stick hanging out of your bag?"

Angelina pushed her wand back into her back. "My parents gave that stick when I was little. It's been with me ever since."

"Alright," Adora said smiling and walking away.

"Wait a second," Angelina said as Adora turned around. "How do you feel about witchcraft?"

Adora walked into her bedroom across the hall, got a book, and threw it into Angelina's lap. History of Magic Volume II Angelina read, but when she looked up for Adora she was not there. Who was this girl and why did she have a Hogwarts book in her possession?

At dinner that night, the family was very quiet. Adora kept staring at Angelina like lion ready to pounce on her prey, but Angelina stared back. Angelina could not figure out why Adora owned a Hogwarts book if she was from France; if Adora was a witch she would have gone to Beauxbatons Academy not Hogwarts. Since Angelina really wanted to know all about her new sister, she caught Adora on her way to her room.

"Why do you have a Hogwarts book?" Angelina said shoving Adora into her room and locking the door.

"What the hell are you doing? Open the door!" Adora said trying to open the door.

"Why do you have a Hogwarts book?" Angelina asked again. Adora reached into her back pocket and pulled out something Angelina had never seen before, but she took out her wand just incase she had to use it.

"Ouvrir cette porte verrouillée," Adora said. The door burst open and Adora ran out, but Angelina took up her wand and yelled, "Petrificus Totalus." Adora went crashing to the ground and stayed there as Angelina stood beside her.

"Are you ready to tell me why you have a Hogwarts book? Or are you ready to tell me why you own a wand?" Angelina asked.

"I used to go to Beauxbatons," Adora said in Angelina's room. "I told my parents that I didn't want to go there anymore."

"Why?" Angelina asked.

"Because I got pregnant," Adora said as Angelina's jaw dropped. "Yea, by some guy who told everyone at school and that's why I had to leave."

"Where is your baby now?" Angelina asked.

"I don't know," Adora said looking at the ceiling, "I wish I knew, but I wasn't allowed to keep her obviously. She would've been a year old yesterday. I haven't seen my baby since."

"How sad," Angelina said flipping her wand in the air. "So how did you come across the book?"

"I bought it at Diagon Alley," Adora said as Angelina raised her eyebrow, "I needed to teach myself magic after I gave up my baby. I couldn't go back there; I was a laughing stock at my school so I self-educated myself. I've been reading magic books ever since I gave up my baby. That's why I've been cooped up in my room since last year, my parents don't know I am a witch."

"What? I thought they knew," Angelina said looking at Adora's wand.

"Nope, they adopted me after I had my baby," Adora said as Angelina's eyes widened.

"I thought you were blood to them," Angelina said as Adora shook her head.

"Nope, I dropped out of Beauxbatons to have my baby and that's when they adopted me," Adora said as Angelina nodded her head.

"So what was that spell you used?" Angelina asked curiously.

"It was like your door locking curse, but I simply reversed it in French," Adora said, "I said open this door and it burst open. We were always taught to say our spells in French rather than English because they are stronger that way."

"Interesting," Angelina said noticing Adora's necklace, "Is that the Beauxbatons' crest?"

"Yea," Adora said smiling and rubbing her necklace, "I do miss it there, but I'm glad to be learning magic on my own."

"Maybe we can help each other," Angelina said as Adora laughed. "What's so funny?"

"Mom and Dad will be enrolling you in the academy down the road," Adora said snickering, "you'll have to wear an ugly uniform and learn from Muggle teachers and you can't use magic."

"Crap," Angelina said looking at the calender. March fourteenth was in a couple weeks. She did not even have time to prepare Hogwarts for the doom that was upon it. "Do you have a portal book or something?"

"No, I don't," Adora said looking at Angelina's frightened face. "What's going to happen?"

"Hogwarts will fall along with everyone inside it," Angelina said as horror struck Adora's face. "We have to warn them."

"But we're in Washington D.C.," Adora said looking through Angelina's books, "how are we going to get to London?"

Then Angelina thought of a spell, but before she could say anything their mother walked in to say goodnight. After they both went into their seperte rooms to go to sleep, Adora snuck into Angelina's room and caught Angelina reading the Book of Light. Angelina quickly put it away and sat up in her bed.

"I can help with the whole Hogwarts thing," Adora said smiling, "I can warn them tomorrow."

"But I start school tomorrow," Angelina said, "how are you possibly going to get arounda l the teachers?"

"Let's just say I have my ways," Adora said smiling and Angelina knew that the wasy she was smiling, something wrong was going to happen.