Authors note: I know the 1st chapter sucked for most people.. ok, maybe for
everyone but this is my first story so give me a break! Anyway, for those
people who do care here's the 2nd chapter. Enjoy! ^-^
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Chapter 2: Dumbledore's Daughter
"Breakfast is ready!" shouted Mrs. Weasley from the kitchen.
Sunlight shone on Harry's face. He had only arrived two days ago using floo powder and was getting into the hang of it by now. Harry, along with Ron who was asleep in his bed, were now awake and got dressed. They slowly went downstairs to eat breakfast. They were probably too tiered since they stayed up till 1:00 am in the morning taking about Quidditch.
"Morning, Mrs. Wea-Weasley," said Harry tying to stifle a huge yawn.
"Good Morning, Harry, dear," replied Mrs. Weasley as she placed 6 or 7 pancakes into his plate and covered them with syrup and butter. For some reason Harry was quite fond of Harry and treated him like her own son and sometimes even better.
Soon the breakfast table was filled with people in pajamas. Fred and George, who people are guessing, were quite awake since they finished their pancakes at break-neck speed. Ginny seemed to be very quiet since she fell asleep with her head in her cereal, and Ron, well, Ron was just basically Ron. He just stood there, with his shoulders slumped and was just staring. Harry guessed that he was still asleep.
When everyone was done with their breakfast, they went upstairs to pack their things for Hogwarts, since Mrs. Weasley bought all their school supplies. When Harry was done packing, he just flopped on Ron's bed patiently waiting till the day they would go back to Hogwarts.
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A thousand miles away, in the city of Paris, France, was another school of witchcraft and wizardry. It was called the Beauxbatons Academy. But since it was summer, the glass statue filled halls were empty and everybody was home. One of these students was Claire Moon. She was in her mansion (her house is 10 floors high with crystal statues surrounding the place. You might as well call her house a castle). She was talking to her grandfather, Albus Dumbledore, the headmaster of Hogwarts.
"I would love to go!" exclaimed Claire jumping up from the sofa. She had just asked by her grandfather to attend Hogwarts this school year instead of Beauxbatons.
"Claire, are you sure about this? Hogwarts is a little different from Beauxbatons but then again the students at your school is a little snobbish than Hogwarts.." said Mrs. Moon, Claire's mother.
"She'll be fine, Lizzy," Dumbledore said talking to her daughter and using her nickname, "Right, Claire?"
"Yes, Mum. I'll be fine!" said Claire reassuringly as her blue eyes shone with excitement, "and besides, Grandpa's there to watch over me."
"Well.alright," said Mrs. Moon finally agreeing, "But make sure to keep a close eye on her."
"Lizzy, don't worry about it," said Dumbledore, "Claire, why don't you go upstairs and pack your things?"
"OK. Thanks again, Grandpa," said Claire as she gave him a big huge and rushed up the stairs with her long blond hair flowing behind her.
"I'm begging you Dad," said Mrs. Moon more seriously after Claire disappeared, " With Voldemort around there's no telling what might happen."
"I know," said Dumbledore a little more quietly, "But you know what she has to do there. He will be needing more protection now and she's the only one that can provide him with more safety. I've already told you how they like wandering around and I can't stop that."
"I know," said Mrs. Moon, "Let's just hope this will be over soon."
Claire was listening to all of this from upstairs. She had a good idea what she had to do and why she had to go to Hogwarts in the first place. But at the moment she was more worried about the fact if anyone would find out about it.
~I know it was shorter the next will be longer. R&R though!
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Chapter 2: Dumbledore's Daughter
"Breakfast is ready!" shouted Mrs. Weasley from the kitchen.
Sunlight shone on Harry's face. He had only arrived two days ago using floo powder and was getting into the hang of it by now. Harry, along with Ron who was asleep in his bed, were now awake and got dressed. They slowly went downstairs to eat breakfast. They were probably too tiered since they stayed up till 1:00 am in the morning taking about Quidditch.
"Morning, Mrs. Wea-Weasley," said Harry tying to stifle a huge yawn.
"Good Morning, Harry, dear," replied Mrs. Weasley as she placed 6 or 7 pancakes into his plate and covered them with syrup and butter. For some reason Harry was quite fond of Harry and treated him like her own son and sometimes even better.
Soon the breakfast table was filled with people in pajamas. Fred and George, who people are guessing, were quite awake since they finished their pancakes at break-neck speed. Ginny seemed to be very quiet since she fell asleep with her head in her cereal, and Ron, well, Ron was just basically Ron. He just stood there, with his shoulders slumped and was just staring. Harry guessed that he was still asleep.
When everyone was done with their breakfast, they went upstairs to pack their things for Hogwarts, since Mrs. Weasley bought all their school supplies. When Harry was done packing, he just flopped on Ron's bed patiently waiting till the day they would go back to Hogwarts.
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A thousand miles away, in the city of Paris, France, was another school of witchcraft and wizardry. It was called the Beauxbatons Academy. But since it was summer, the glass statue filled halls were empty and everybody was home. One of these students was Claire Moon. She was in her mansion (her house is 10 floors high with crystal statues surrounding the place. You might as well call her house a castle). She was talking to her grandfather, Albus Dumbledore, the headmaster of Hogwarts.
"I would love to go!" exclaimed Claire jumping up from the sofa. She had just asked by her grandfather to attend Hogwarts this school year instead of Beauxbatons.
"Claire, are you sure about this? Hogwarts is a little different from Beauxbatons but then again the students at your school is a little snobbish than Hogwarts.." said Mrs. Moon, Claire's mother.
"She'll be fine, Lizzy," Dumbledore said talking to her daughter and using her nickname, "Right, Claire?"
"Yes, Mum. I'll be fine!" said Claire reassuringly as her blue eyes shone with excitement, "and besides, Grandpa's there to watch over me."
"Well.alright," said Mrs. Moon finally agreeing, "But make sure to keep a close eye on her."
"Lizzy, don't worry about it," said Dumbledore, "Claire, why don't you go upstairs and pack your things?"
"OK. Thanks again, Grandpa," said Claire as she gave him a big huge and rushed up the stairs with her long blond hair flowing behind her.
"I'm begging you Dad," said Mrs. Moon more seriously after Claire disappeared, " With Voldemort around there's no telling what might happen."
"I know," said Dumbledore a little more quietly, "But you know what she has to do there. He will be needing more protection now and she's the only one that can provide him with more safety. I've already told you how they like wandering around and I can't stop that."
"I know," said Mrs. Moon, "Let's just hope this will be over soon."
Claire was listening to all of this from upstairs. She had a good idea what she had to do and why she had to go to Hogwarts in the first place. But at the moment she was more worried about the fact if anyone would find out about it.
~I know it was shorter the next will be longer. R&R though!