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Neopets, and if you've never been, I suggest you go. My account really is
adrilily731
A/N: Thanks so much to Brion, Princess Roly, and BlackWings or Master Solo
for reviewing.
When they got home, Christiana went to the computer.
"Hey, 'Mione, do you want to go on Neopets?" Christiana called from the computer as she typed in the URL, www.neopets.com.
"Ok, sure why not. You go on your account first and I'll watch," She said. So Christiana logged in to her account, adrilily731, fed her neopets, played some games, and stocked her shop.
Then Hermione logged into her account, and did the same thing. Then Hermione decided to get off, and went into her room. Christiana stayed on and gave her sort of a present. She earned Hermione 50,000np, and then bought her a baby paintbrush, and painted Hermione's favorite pet baby, as Hermione had always had wanted. (This wasn't all of Hermione's present though.) Then she logged off, and went into her room to read her schoolbooks again.
****
Harry Potter was lying on his bed at the Dursley's. He was wondering what Christiana had meant about books about him, Ron, and Hermione. It certainly wasn't a book on what happened to Harry, because why would Ron and Hermione be in it too. He was just about to start his last homework assignment, when he heard Hedwig, his owl tapping at the window. 'That's strange,' Harry thought, I didn't send her out anywhere. When he opened the letter, it was from Sirius.
Dear Harry, How are you? I haven't heard from you in a while. I just was wondering how your life was going. Are those muggles giving you any trouble? I'm in the Hills somewhere, on some business for Dumbledore. Write back soon, I want to hear how you're doing, Sirius
Harry sat down, and started to write a reply. He hadn't been writing, but now, he had a lot to tell him, about Christiana, and what she said. ****
Christiana was reading her schoolbooks again, when her new owl, Emerald was making a loud noise.
"Hey, calm down. It's ok. What's wrong?" Christiana called over the noise.
"I was getting stiff, that's all," said a sweet voice. Christiana whirled around. ****
"Let's go, Hurry we're going to be late!" Hermione yelled three days later. "We've got to go NOW!" They were about to leave for Kings Cross station so they could catch the train for Hogwarts, but it was already 10:00, and they hadn't left yet.
"I'm coming, I'm coming, keep your shirt on, it's just I haven't ever had to lug around a trunk full of school books before. Geez!" Christiana yelled from her room. She was still trying to work out what had happened two days ago.
They left the house and got to the station at 10:45.
"How do you get to platform 9 3/4 again?" Christiana asked for the 500th time. She knew of course, but was still a little nervous about walking through a wall that appeared to be solid.
"Did you pack those books you said you'd show us?" Hermione asked. "I really want to know what you were talking about Ana. Why wouldn't you show it to me before this?"
"Because I get to have at least one minute of glory,"
"What are you talking about?"
"Well, if I tell you, you'll tell them first and they'll think I'm lying, which I'm not," Christiana replied.
"Whatever," Hermione said, "Now follow me,"
She walked straight into the wall. Christiana timidly followed.
"Can I sit with you, or do I have to find some other compartment?"
"Well now that you're going to tell us, I can't imagine that we'd want you to sit anywhere else," Hermione said exasperatedly.
"Hey, Hermione, over here!" They whirled around to see Ron yelling at Hermione.
"Ugh! Christiana said as she lugged her trunk to the compartment. "Are we actually supposed to be able to carry this?" she cried.
"Well, do you need any help?" asked Harry.
"Uh, yes please!" Christiana said. Harry pulled and pushed her trunk into the compartment where his and Ron's trunks were. "Come on 'Mione! Get in! I want the train to leave as soon as is humanly possible,"
"Ok, your sister is really weird, Hermione," Ron said.
"Tell me about it!" Hermione said rolling her eyes. They all got into the compartment and the train started to move only a few minutes later. Christiana opened her trunk, and got out The Standard Book of Spells Grade 1. She started to read, while Hermione, Harry, and Ron talked. "All right, if you don't tell us this instant what you were talking about, I'm going to explode!" Hermione said, very exasperated.
"Tell you about what? I don't know what you're talking about!" Said Christiana sweetly.
"You know what! Tell!" Hermione practically yelled.
"Fine, gosh you don't have to get all huffy about it. Geez! Ok," she pushed things around in her trunk, trying to find what she was looking for. She stood up, with four heavy looking books in her arms. "so, there was this lady, I guess she must have followed you guys for your first four years at school, cause I think she has all the details. Anyway, she wrote these books, that told everything that happened to you in those years. If you don't believe me, ask me any question about something that Hermione hasn't already told me about. Go on,"
"Ok, Um, what's Lord Voldemort's real name? First middle and last. Have you said anything about that Hermione?" asked Harry. Ron flinched at the sound of Voldemort's name.
"Nope" Hermione answered.
"Tom Marvolo Riddle," Christiana answered without a moment's hesitation. "Another one,"
"Uh, whose Buckbeak?" asked Ron.
"The hippogriph that Hagrid used for his first Care Of Magical Creatures Class, that you helped Sirius Black escape on, and Black in fact happens to be your godfather, am I right?" Christiana said looking at Harry.
"Ok, I'm not going to say anything, this is too weird," Said Hermione. The compartment door opening interrupted their conversation, and Draco Malfoy appeared in the doorway.
"Well, looks like mudblood has a sister," Malfoy drawled.
"Hmm, well looks like we have a smart one here. Is that your final answer, or do you want to use a lifeline?" Christiana asked Malfoy. Draco looked at her funny.
"Yeah, whatever," He mumbled.
"Well, if you have no reason to be here, then why are you here? I mean it almost seems like you want to be Harry, Ron and Hermione's friend the way that you keep coming in here," Christiana shot back at him. Malfoy rolled his eyes and motioned to Crabbe and Goyle who had been standing behind him the whole time to leave with him. He shot Christiana a nasty look as he left. "Well, looks like I've got a new enemy this year," Christiana said cheerfully.
"Ok.that was interesting. I didn't know that you had all that in you Ana. I mean you give off the impression of a sweet little girl, but when you open your mouth, it seems like you're a whole different person!" Exclaimed Hermione, very surprised.
"That's exactly what I want," Christiana smiled mischievously.
"Uh, guys, I know it doesn't feel like it, but we're here," Ron said excitedly. They got off the train, ("Thank goodness we don't have to carry our trunks up to the castle,"), and found where they needed to be.
"Firs' Years ov'r here!" Hagrid the Hogwarts gamekeeper and Care of Magical Creatures Teacher called. "Hullo Harry, Ron and Hermione," He greeted them.
"Hagrid, this is my sister, Christiana," Hermione said. Then she ran off to get into a horseless carriage with Harry and Ron.
"Well, she's friendly!" Christiana exclaimed huffily.
"Yeah, well she does have a lot to do," He replied.
"Yeah, but still, she doesn't have time to introduce her own sister," Christiana replied bitterly.
"Yeah. Come on, all first years come with me, we're going to go to Hogwarts by boat!" Hagrid said, quite excitedly. All the first years got in the boats and then the boats took off towards the school. Christiana was in a boat with two girls and a boy. One of the girls had a pug like face.
'Maybe she's Pansy Parkinson's sister.' Christiana thought to herself. The other girl looked friendly, but looks can be deceiving. The boy's face was hidden, so Christiana couldn't see his face.
"Round here's the Castle. Yeah, here," Hagrid said. Christiana looked up. She gasped. It was so much prettier than she had imagined. Never in her wildest dreams had she believed that something could be this beautiful. When they got out of the boats, Hagrid lead them to Oak front doors, where Professor McGonagall was waiting. She gave them all a lecture, then lead them inside for the sorting.
When they got home, Christiana went to the computer.
"Hey, 'Mione, do you want to go on Neopets?" Christiana called from the computer as she typed in the URL, www.neopets.com.
"Ok, sure why not. You go on your account first and I'll watch," She said. So Christiana logged in to her account, adrilily731, fed her neopets, played some games, and stocked her shop.
Then Hermione logged into her account, and did the same thing. Then Hermione decided to get off, and went into her room. Christiana stayed on and gave her sort of a present. She earned Hermione 50,000np, and then bought her a baby paintbrush, and painted Hermione's favorite pet baby, as Hermione had always had wanted. (This wasn't all of Hermione's present though.) Then she logged off, and went into her room to read her schoolbooks again.
****
Harry Potter was lying on his bed at the Dursley's. He was wondering what Christiana had meant about books about him, Ron, and Hermione. It certainly wasn't a book on what happened to Harry, because why would Ron and Hermione be in it too. He was just about to start his last homework assignment, when he heard Hedwig, his owl tapping at the window. 'That's strange,' Harry thought, I didn't send her out anywhere. When he opened the letter, it was from Sirius.
Dear Harry, How are you? I haven't heard from you in a while. I just was wondering how your life was going. Are those muggles giving you any trouble? I'm in the Hills somewhere, on some business for Dumbledore. Write back soon, I want to hear how you're doing, Sirius
Harry sat down, and started to write a reply. He hadn't been writing, but now, he had a lot to tell him, about Christiana, and what she said. ****
Christiana was reading her schoolbooks again, when her new owl, Emerald was making a loud noise.
"Hey, calm down. It's ok. What's wrong?" Christiana called over the noise.
"I was getting stiff, that's all," said a sweet voice. Christiana whirled around. ****
"Let's go, Hurry we're going to be late!" Hermione yelled three days later. "We've got to go NOW!" They were about to leave for Kings Cross station so they could catch the train for Hogwarts, but it was already 10:00, and they hadn't left yet.
"I'm coming, I'm coming, keep your shirt on, it's just I haven't ever had to lug around a trunk full of school books before. Geez!" Christiana yelled from her room. She was still trying to work out what had happened two days ago.
They left the house and got to the station at 10:45.
"How do you get to platform 9 3/4 again?" Christiana asked for the 500th time. She knew of course, but was still a little nervous about walking through a wall that appeared to be solid.
"Did you pack those books you said you'd show us?" Hermione asked. "I really want to know what you were talking about Ana. Why wouldn't you show it to me before this?"
"Because I get to have at least one minute of glory,"
"What are you talking about?"
"Well, if I tell you, you'll tell them first and they'll think I'm lying, which I'm not," Christiana replied.
"Whatever," Hermione said, "Now follow me,"
She walked straight into the wall. Christiana timidly followed.
"Can I sit with you, or do I have to find some other compartment?"
"Well now that you're going to tell us, I can't imagine that we'd want you to sit anywhere else," Hermione said exasperatedly.
"Hey, Hermione, over here!" They whirled around to see Ron yelling at Hermione.
"Ugh! Christiana said as she lugged her trunk to the compartment. "Are we actually supposed to be able to carry this?" she cried.
"Well, do you need any help?" asked Harry.
"Uh, yes please!" Christiana said. Harry pulled and pushed her trunk into the compartment where his and Ron's trunks were. "Come on 'Mione! Get in! I want the train to leave as soon as is humanly possible,"
"Ok, your sister is really weird, Hermione," Ron said.
"Tell me about it!" Hermione said rolling her eyes. They all got into the compartment and the train started to move only a few minutes later. Christiana opened her trunk, and got out The Standard Book of Spells Grade 1. She started to read, while Hermione, Harry, and Ron talked. "All right, if you don't tell us this instant what you were talking about, I'm going to explode!" Hermione said, very exasperated.
"Tell you about what? I don't know what you're talking about!" Said Christiana sweetly.
"You know what! Tell!" Hermione practically yelled.
"Fine, gosh you don't have to get all huffy about it. Geez! Ok," she pushed things around in her trunk, trying to find what she was looking for. She stood up, with four heavy looking books in her arms. "so, there was this lady, I guess she must have followed you guys for your first four years at school, cause I think she has all the details. Anyway, she wrote these books, that told everything that happened to you in those years. If you don't believe me, ask me any question about something that Hermione hasn't already told me about. Go on,"
"Ok, Um, what's Lord Voldemort's real name? First middle and last. Have you said anything about that Hermione?" asked Harry. Ron flinched at the sound of Voldemort's name.
"Nope" Hermione answered.
"Tom Marvolo Riddle," Christiana answered without a moment's hesitation. "Another one,"
"Uh, whose Buckbeak?" asked Ron.
"The hippogriph that Hagrid used for his first Care Of Magical Creatures Class, that you helped Sirius Black escape on, and Black in fact happens to be your godfather, am I right?" Christiana said looking at Harry.
"Ok, I'm not going to say anything, this is too weird," Said Hermione. The compartment door opening interrupted their conversation, and Draco Malfoy appeared in the doorway.
"Well, looks like mudblood has a sister," Malfoy drawled.
"Hmm, well looks like we have a smart one here. Is that your final answer, or do you want to use a lifeline?" Christiana asked Malfoy. Draco looked at her funny.
"Yeah, whatever," He mumbled.
"Well, if you have no reason to be here, then why are you here? I mean it almost seems like you want to be Harry, Ron and Hermione's friend the way that you keep coming in here," Christiana shot back at him. Malfoy rolled his eyes and motioned to Crabbe and Goyle who had been standing behind him the whole time to leave with him. He shot Christiana a nasty look as he left. "Well, looks like I've got a new enemy this year," Christiana said cheerfully.
"Ok.that was interesting. I didn't know that you had all that in you Ana. I mean you give off the impression of a sweet little girl, but when you open your mouth, it seems like you're a whole different person!" Exclaimed Hermione, very surprised.
"That's exactly what I want," Christiana smiled mischievously.
"Uh, guys, I know it doesn't feel like it, but we're here," Ron said excitedly. They got off the train, ("Thank goodness we don't have to carry our trunks up to the castle,"), and found where they needed to be.
"Firs' Years ov'r here!" Hagrid the Hogwarts gamekeeper and Care of Magical Creatures Teacher called. "Hullo Harry, Ron and Hermione," He greeted them.
"Hagrid, this is my sister, Christiana," Hermione said. Then she ran off to get into a horseless carriage with Harry and Ron.
"Well, she's friendly!" Christiana exclaimed huffily.
"Yeah, well she does have a lot to do," He replied.
"Yeah, but still, she doesn't have time to introduce her own sister," Christiana replied bitterly.
"Yeah. Come on, all first years come with me, we're going to go to Hogwarts by boat!" Hagrid said, quite excitedly. All the first years got in the boats and then the boats took off towards the school. Christiana was in a boat with two girls and a boy. One of the girls had a pug like face.
'Maybe she's Pansy Parkinson's sister.' Christiana thought to herself. The other girl looked friendly, but looks can be deceiving. The boy's face was hidden, so Christiana couldn't see his face.
"Round here's the Castle. Yeah, here," Hagrid said. Christiana looked up. She gasped. It was so much prettier than she had imagined. Never in her wildest dreams had she believed that something could be this beautiful. When they got out of the boats, Hagrid lead them to Oak front doors, where Professor McGonagall was waiting. She gave them all a lecture, then lead them inside for the sorting.