Candice woke up. She woke up, but she wished she hadn't. She was in a room, what looked like a hotel room. There were no windows. Muttering the same opening command she had used on the wall behind the Leaky Cauldron she waited in hope that something might open, nothing did. There was a door on one side of the room, rising, she tried the lock.
"Damn!" she whispered. The door was locked and wizard-protected. She was reaching panic. Then she saw her things. Her wardrobe, full of the bold-colored, tight clothes she loved, her books, her fantasy novels, the ones she read all the time, her box of dance magazines, her dance materials, her dance awards, everything. It all fit into one big trunk, now lying open beside her bed. Everything. Every article that had been in her dorm at Interlochen, everything that had been still packed. They had taken her dancing away from her. She lay down on her bed, the shock of what they had done to her overwhelming her system. She cried in anguish, she was in absolute misery. There was nothing she could do; they would make her go to Hogwarts. She knew they didn't have "muggle activities" there. And she wasn't allowed off of school grounds, she knew that from the rulebook. The rulebook...The laptop was sitting on top of her bed, and she nudged it with her magic to make it open, she logged on, and read the rulebook again, and again. The words engraved themselves in her mind. Fire danced in the twin dark green spots of color on her face. 'Expulsion: this is the most formidable form of punishment Hogwarts offers. The offending student will find him/herself with a snapped wand, and a life of living with muggles forever. (Unless a figure of importance speaks for them, in which they will be allowed to stay in the wizarding world.)' Candice smiled through her now bleary red eyes. The last of her tears dried. Expulsion sounded wonderful, and sense she had no wand, they couldn't snap it. She would be allowed back into the muggle world, back to her dancing, back to her life. Now all she had to do was get expelled.
There was one more thing Candice wanted to do before she was dragged off to Hogwarts, in her magical history books, during the time of Voldemort, or You-Know-Who, Candice had discovered that most he killed were Hogwarts Gryffindors. And that he killed families at a time, he never left anyone alive. Then she had come across the name Harry Potter, who at the age of one, caused Voldemort's curse to rebound upon himself. When she had first read it, she had dismissed the name similarity because Potter is a very common name, but now she felt she must check if she was related to this boy or not, seeing as she would be going to Hogwarts with him. She leafed through her many history books, stopping at lists of names of people You-Know-Who had killed. Her parents' names were Amy and John. Yes, there, right after the Bones' were killed. Amy and John Potter.
"Amy and John Potter were one of the best spies ever to be had inside His forces. They helped complete the capture of exactly 57 death eaters before He figured who was the traitor in His midst. It was said that James Potter's younger brother's dream to catch as many death eaters as James and Lily Potter themselves, 135. They were warned the night of their death, by no other than John's brother, the well-known James Potter. In hiding themselves, they risked their lives to try and save their family members. Amy and John Potter, merely 15 minutes before the tragedy occurred, gave their 9-month-old daughter to Lily and James Potter. Lily and James were behind the house when the house went up in flames. Because the house was on fire, that meant the muggles would know, and look for, the bodies. The baby girl was crying, and while they had her, they couldn't apparate. As the death eaters began to leave, the living Potters had no choice; they left the baby girl on the front steps with a fire-resistant spell. The Potters, as you know, are now dead, and the child left on the porch is supposedly dead also."
Candice stared. She had suspected her parents had been victims of Voldemort, but the book said that she was dead! She wasn't dead, she was here! She felt like shaking the laptop and telling it to make sense! She was a cousin of this Harry Potter, Harry Potter's dead cousin! She was shocked. This was too much, first being taken from Interlochen, now this. Candice fell back to bed, and fell asleep.
"Damn!" she whispered. The door was locked and wizard-protected. She was reaching panic. Then she saw her things. Her wardrobe, full of the bold-colored, tight clothes she loved, her books, her fantasy novels, the ones she read all the time, her box of dance magazines, her dance materials, her dance awards, everything. It all fit into one big trunk, now lying open beside her bed. Everything. Every article that had been in her dorm at Interlochen, everything that had been still packed. They had taken her dancing away from her. She lay down on her bed, the shock of what they had done to her overwhelming her system. She cried in anguish, she was in absolute misery. There was nothing she could do; they would make her go to Hogwarts. She knew they didn't have "muggle activities" there. And she wasn't allowed off of school grounds, she knew that from the rulebook. The rulebook...The laptop was sitting on top of her bed, and she nudged it with her magic to make it open, she logged on, and read the rulebook again, and again. The words engraved themselves in her mind. Fire danced in the twin dark green spots of color on her face. 'Expulsion: this is the most formidable form of punishment Hogwarts offers. The offending student will find him/herself with a snapped wand, and a life of living with muggles forever. (Unless a figure of importance speaks for them, in which they will be allowed to stay in the wizarding world.)' Candice smiled through her now bleary red eyes. The last of her tears dried. Expulsion sounded wonderful, and sense she had no wand, they couldn't snap it. She would be allowed back into the muggle world, back to her dancing, back to her life. Now all she had to do was get expelled.
There was one more thing Candice wanted to do before she was dragged off to Hogwarts, in her magical history books, during the time of Voldemort, or You-Know-Who, Candice had discovered that most he killed were Hogwarts Gryffindors. And that he killed families at a time, he never left anyone alive. Then she had come across the name Harry Potter, who at the age of one, caused Voldemort's curse to rebound upon himself. When she had first read it, she had dismissed the name similarity because Potter is a very common name, but now she felt she must check if she was related to this boy or not, seeing as she would be going to Hogwarts with him. She leafed through her many history books, stopping at lists of names of people You-Know-Who had killed. Her parents' names were Amy and John. Yes, there, right after the Bones' were killed. Amy and John Potter.
"Amy and John Potter were one of the best spies ever to be had inside His forces. They helped complete the capture of exactly 57 death eaters before He figured who was the traitor in His midst. It was said that James Potter's younger brother's dream to catch as many death eaters as James and Lily Potter themselves, 135. They were warned the night of their death, by no other than John's brother, the well-known James Potter. In hiding themselves, they risked their lives to try and save their family members. Amy and John Potter, merely 15 minutes before the tragedy occurred, gave their 9-month-old daughter to Lily and James Potter. Lily and James were behind the house when the house went up in flames. Because the house was on fire, that meant the muggles would know, and look for, the bodies. The baby girl was crying, and while they had her, they couldn't apparate. As the death eaters began to leave, the living Potters had no choice; they left the baby girl on the front steps with a fire-resistant spell. The Potters, as you know, are now dead, and the child left on the porch is supposedly dead also."
Candice stared. She had suspected her parents had been victims of Voldemort, but the book said that she was dead! She wasn't dead, she was here! She felt like shaking the laptop and telling it to make sense! She was a cousin of this Harry Potter, Harry Potter's dead cousin! She was shocked. This was too much, first being taken from Interlochen, now this. Candice fell back to bed, and fell asleep.
