By,
Windbringer
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter or any of that stuff that goes with it, but I wish I owned Draco! : ). And I'm not sure if I own the plot, but I do own Clair.
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1) Clair
Clair was your average sixteen-year-old witch, but she was far away from Hogwarts or even Europe for that matter. Clair lived in America, California to be precise, she wasn't the best student at her school and defiantly did not care about her marks. She only went to school because she was "safe" there. According to the American Ministry of Magic (AMM) some crazy British dude, that was related to her, wanted her dead. Well, he wanted a lot of people dead now that she thought about it.
There were only a few things that Clair liked about school. Quidditch was something that she was good at, in-fact she was the best Chaser Winchester had ever seen, or so she was told. She was also the "Fashion Queen" as people named her in second-year.
It was now her sixth year, and she was supposed to transfer to some place in good ol' England. She was told that she would be at a school were the headmaster was one of Voldie's worst fears. Well, she didn't care about that part of the school. She didn't even care that she was moving, she just hoped that she would make the Quidditch Team of her house. She new that if there was an opening she would, but what if there wasn't. Her life would be over. She would just be another girl. A "hot" girl in most boys' opinions.
It would be two days till she had to go to London to get her school supplies. 'Hogwarts', she thought, 'that is a really screwed up name'. That was her new school. Her new hunting grounds. She had over time gained the title "heart breaker" with the guys because she was a master in the game of seduction. She had most likely kissed every boy in Winchester twice. That's saying a lot. 'Wow', she thought, 'I really get sidetracked easily'.
It was getting late and she had to get up early tomorrow. Her flight left at six in the morning. 'London, well I can handle it, but can it handle me?'.
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Wow, I wrote something. This is my first fic so be as hard as you want. I know that this was short, but I just had to introduce Clair. The next chapter will be longer, and I'm gona skip Diagon Alley and go right to the train, ok. If anyone wants me to do Diagon though, I will.
~Windbringer~
Please REVIEW. And I know the first chapter sucks, but it WILL get MUCH BETTER.
