~*Disclaimer*~
Okay, I own Marionie Hearts and anything that is not related to Harry Potter. Example – anything that is not in any Harry Potter book! I own the plot and my friend owns Mika/Mikaila Avalon. Please do Read and Review my story. I would really appreciate it!
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'Missing Girl FOUND!'
Marionie plastered the title up on her wall and looked and the bruises that had been healing quite well and quite fast to her amazement. She listened as her uncle Albus spoke to her parents in their living room. "I don't think it wise to move to England right now Celia." Marionie lied on her bed. Surely her parents would be upset with her for being so careless and putting them through so much pain.
"Albus, why would it not be wise?" Marionie heard her fathers rich tenor voice seep into the conversation. "You are in England and she would be safe around you."
"Mathew, Voldemort is expecting that. You must stay here until I deem it safe for you to move to England." Albus' voice was pleading with her father. She still didn't understand why Voldemort had kidnapped her. It was unusual.
Marionie stood up from her bed and walked into the main living area looking at her parents and uncle. "Mum, dad, Uncle Albus… I'm sorry." Marionie looked down at the floor. "I didn't mean to put such a burden on all of you."
"Whatever are you talking about dear? It wasn't your fault, there are some secrets about our family, that you are not aware of now." Marionie looked up into her fathers smiling but worried face. "We are not moving to England yet."
Marionie looked around the room and walked back to her bedroom looking around at it. "They really wanted to move to England… Well, I guess I should make the most of my room again." Marionie started putting things back up on the walls.
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Well, it had finally happened. Marionie Hearts was leaving France behind and was on her way to England with her mother, father, and of course Mulic. They had decided to take an airplane so Marionie was graciously given the window seat. The view from first class on Air France was magnificent. The plane landed as she was assured off quickly surround by the others.
"Mum, goodness. Stop. Nothing's going to happen in an airport!" Marionie sighed and rolled her eyes. Plus she wasn't a first year anymore. She would be starting third year at Hogwarts. "Wow! England is beautiful." Marionie had stopped and was looking out of a window and the immense greenery.
"Yes, it is miss." Mulic placed a hand on Marionie shoulder and she smiled up at him, glad to have someone that wasn't treating her like glass.
"Grandmum, that vacation was lovely!" Marionie heard a girl call from coming of the plane. "I would have never believed France was so magnificent!"
Marionie turned and looked in the direction of the girl who talking so loud. She wasn't the only one to turn either. Several people had. The girl had black and silky hair. She did look like someone you could be friends with. She was probably a muggle though, so Marionie would never have a chance to make friends with her anyone.
"Marionie, it is very impolite to stare." Marionie spun back around to look into her mother's kind but angry face.
"Sorry mum." Marionie walked over to the baggage claim area to grab her bag. She saw the girl do the same. Marionie watched as two blue bag came sliding down the claim and checked for the crest she had so brilliantly sewn on. She spotted a bag with the crest sewn on and reached for it with out noticing she had grabbed the wrong one. She thought it felt rather light and looked at the name scrawled in swirling silver letters "Mikaila Avalon". "Mum, I got the wrong bag!"
"What?" Marionie's mother swirled around just in time to see her daughter running back towards the baggage claim.
"Hey! Wait, excuse me!" Marionie raced towards the girl and suddenly realized that she should have said the girl's name. "MIKAILA AVALON!" Marionie watched as the girl turned abruptly looking her over.
"Hey that's mine! Why do you have it?" The girl eyed Marionie so intensely she might have dropped the bag and ran, if it hadn't been for the fact she really needed a friend.
"I thought it was my bag." Marionie smiled and grabbed the other bag off the claim belt. They did almost look identical. "All I saw was the crest, I didn't notice your name at first." Marionie turned the bags so that the crests sewn each were showing and handed the girl her bag. "I'm sorry. So you go to Hogwarts?"
Mikaila nodded her head and took the bag that Marionie held out. "I'm going to be a third year. Wait, how did you know that?" Mikaila blinked looking at Marionie a little confused but she wasn't going to show it.
"Oh, I'm going there this year. I'm transferring from France. I'm going to be a third year also. I hope to see you there." Marionie smiled and began to turn around.
"Wait." Marionie turned facing the girl still smiling. "Thanks for my bag, and what did you say your name was?"
"Oh, I'm sorry, I didn't introduce myself. My name is Marionie Hearts. Most people call me Mari though." She slung her bag onto her shoulder and continued to smile. "You name is Mikaila right, that is what the bag says."
"Yes, but you can call me Mika." Mika smiled back. Her grandmother was yelling for her to come along as was Marionie's. "Well I have to go. Thanks for my bag, maybe we'll see each other again before school starts."
With that the two girls parted. Marionie knew that they would be friends and was glad she had met at least one friend. Plus, they had to buy school supplies and were going to be going to school again, so, they would cross paths sometime.
Okay, I own Marionie Hearts and anything that is not related to Harry Potter. Example – anything that is not in any Harry Potter book! I own the plot and my friend owns Mika/Mikaila Avalon. Please do Read and Review my story. I would really appreciate it!
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'Missing Girl FOUND!'
Marionie plastered the title up on her wall and looked and the bruises that had been healing quite well and quite fast to her amazement. She listened as her uncle Albus spoke to her parents in their living room. "I don't think it wise to move to England right now Celia." Marionie lied on her bed. Surely her parents would be upset with her for being so careless and putting them through so much pain.
"Albus, why would it not be wise?" Marionie heard her fathers rich tenor voice seep into the conversation. "You are in England and she would be safe around you."
"Mathew, Voldemort is expecting that. You must stay here until I deem it safe for you to move to England." Albus' voice was pleading with her father. She still didn't understand why Voldemort had kidnapped her. It was unusual.
Marionie stood up from her bed and walked into the main living area looking at her parents and uncle. "Mum, dad, Uncle Albus… I'm sorry." Marionie looked down at the floor. "I didn't mean to put such a burden on all of you."
"Whatever are you talking about dear? It wasn't your fault, there are some secrets about our family, that you are not aware of now." Marionie looked up into her fathers smiling but worried face. "We are not moving to England yet."
Marionie looked around the room and walked back to her bedroom looking around at it. "They really wanted to move to England… Well, I guess I should make the most of my room again." Marionie started putting things back up on the walls.
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Well, it had finally happened. Marionie Hearts was leaving France behind and was on her way to England with her mother, father, and of course Mulic. They had decided to take an airplane so Marionie was graciously given the window seat. The view from first class on Air France was magnificent. The plane landed as she was assured off quickly surround by the others.
"Mum, goodness. Stop. Nothing's going to happen in an airport!" Marionie sighed and rolled her eyes. Plus she wasn't a first year anymore. She would be starting third year at Hogwarts. "Wow! England is beautiful." Marionie had stopped and was looking out of a window and the immense greenery.
"Yes, it is miss." Mulic placed a hand on Marionie shoulder and she smiled up at him, glad to have someone that wasn't treating her like glass.
"Grandmum, that vacation was lovely!" Marionie heard a girl call from coming of the plane. "I would have never believed France was so magnificent!"
Marionie turned and looked in the direction of the girl who talking so loud. She wasn't the only one to turn either. Several people had. The girl had black and silky hair. She did look like someone you could be friends with. She was probably a muggle though, so Marionie would never have a chance to make friends with her anyone.
"Marionie, it is very impolite to stare." Marionie spun back around to look into her mother's kind but angry face.
"Sorry mum." Marionie walked over to the baggage claim area to grab her bag. She saw the girl do the same. Marionie watched as two blue bag came sliding down the claim and checked for the crest she had so brilliantly sewn on. She spotted a bag with the crest sewn on and reached for it with out noticing she had grabbed the wrong one. She thought it felt rather light and looked at the name scrawled in swirling silver letters "Mikaila Avalon". "Mum, I got the wrong bag!"
"What?" Marionie's mother swirled around just in time to see her daughter running back towards the baggage claim.
"Hey! Wait, excuse me!" Marionie raced towards the girl and suddenly realized that she should have said the girl's name. "MIKAILA AVALON!" Marionie watched as the girl turned abruptly looking her over.
"Hey that's mine! Why do you have it?" The girl eyed Marionie so intensely she might have dropped the bag and ran, if it hadn't been for the fact she really needed a friend.
"I thought it was my bag." Marionie smiled and grabbed the other bag off the claim belt. They did almost look identical. "All I saw was the crest, I didn't notice your name at first." Marionie turned the bags so that the crests sewn each were showing and handed the girl her bag. "I'm sorry. So you go to Hogwarts?"
Mikaila nodded her head and took the bag that Marionie held out. "I'm going to be a third year. Wait, how did you know that?" Mikaila blinked looking at Marionie a little confused but she wasn't going to show it.
"Oh, I'm going there this year. I'm transferring from France. I'm going to be a third year also. I hope to see you there." Marionie smiled and began to turn around.
"Wait." Marionie turned facing the girl still smiling. "Thanks for my bag, and what did you say your name was?"
"Oh, I'm sorry, I didn't introduce myself. My name is Marionie Hearts. Most people call me Mari though." She slung her bag onto her shoulder and continued to smile. "You name is Mikaila right, that is what the bag says."
"Yes, but you can call me Mika." Mika smiled back. Her grandmother was yelling for her to come along as was Marionie's. "Well I have to go. Thanks for my bag, maybe we'll see each other again before school starts."
With that the two girls parted. Marionie knew that they would be friends and was glad she had met at least one friend. Plus, they had to buy school supplies and were going to be going to school again, so, they would cross paths sometime.