DISCLA--- oh never mind.

Authors Note: Well, well, well… A Harry Potter fic… I used to think that this would be the last thing I would ever write… ; ) Oh, and don't forget to REVIEW!!! ; )

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Andrea Maria West liked ice cream.

She liked it more than cotton candy, more than pretty robes and long dangling crystal earrings.

Now, that is a very weird way to start a story, isn't it? Well, this story will be pretty weird so I warn you.

André liked all those things normal fifteen year-old girls liked, but there was one thing that stood out from all the rest.

And that thing was Harry Potter.

For as long as André could remember (well, not really…) she had been very interested in anything concerning Harry. She immediately fell in love with him when she first heard of his bravery, his intelligence, and his charm. And she hasn't even seen the guy! That was proof of her love; it wasn't based on looks (although André is pretty sure he looks cuter than André herself). That would be the day when she would finally meet her dream guy… talk to him, and eventually they fall in love and have millions of tiny babies, and if she was to be lucky, she would give them that stylish scar, too!! That was her dream. She wished for it more than anything else. She believed in true love and she knew that nothing else in this world was stronger than it. Yes, that was her Dream. Her Wish. Her Desire. Her Reverie.

Only, that dream wasn't fulfilled, because nothing AT ALL came as she expected when she went to Diagon Alley, and shopped for the weirdest things she had ever shopped for. (Little strips of wood with some ersatz bird feather on it? Heavy, stinky birds in oxidized cages? Unflattering black robes that didn't show off her 17-inch waist? What the hell?) Nothing went as she had planned when she went to platform 9 and ¾ and left her family and (gasp) the mall, and André was unquestionably disappointed when she walked into the awe-inspiring, breathtaking Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Nothing was it should have went, and the little fairytale Amanda Maria West had thought up of had crumbled into pieces.

And it started with three words:

"Hello there, Harry."





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Authors Note: Hey… Sorry its so short, its just a little teaser… ; ) PLEASE REVIEW!!! I am eternally grateful for every review I get… ; )