Two's Company
Ashleigh Marie Robbins looked out her mother's bay window. Of course, the first day of school would also be the first rainy day that she had seen since she got there a month ago. She moved from California. Her father was a wizard, and she had lived with him for the first 15 years of her life. Now she was 16, and she had to live with her mother in England. Her mother was a Veela, but she was brought up British, so spoke English without an accent. Still, she left all her friends behind at Claridge School for Witchcraft and Wizardry, where she had been the most popular girl. She also left her boyfriend, Brody, who had broken up with her the day she left. "Ashleigh! Let's go!" her mother called from the front door. Ashleigh sighed, and put on her shoes. "Well, here goes nothing," she thought, and flew her trunk into the back of her mom's car.
They got to the train station with time to spare. Ashleigh was feeling a little self-concious, but she knew she was beautiful, and so did everyone else. Her eyes were most often blue, but they changed colours, and her hair was long and white-blonde, like a Veela's. She was tall and slender, but not sickly. The first group she noticed was because of the tall red-haired guy in the centre. Then, she noticed Harry Potter. She rushed over right away to talk to him. "Oh my gosh!" she said, smiling beautifully, her eyes now green. "You're Harry Potter, right?" Harry and the other boy both stared at her because she was beautiful. "Well, I'm Ashleigh, I'm new at Hogwarts this year." It was then that she noticed a girl with them. "Ashleigh Robbins?" the other girl said. "I'm Hermione Granger. I've heard quite a bit about you. You're quite famous here, they've said you are the best witch in America." "Oh, really?" Ashleigh said. "Well, I guess so. I mean, I won the competitions." Just then, Ashleigh noticed another boy passing nearby. "My gosh," she thought, "He's gorgeous." At the same time, Draco Malfoy saw a girl looking at him. "She's beautiful," he thought. It was love at first sight.
Ashleigh Marie Robbins looked out her mother's bay window. Of course, the first day of school would also be the first rainy day that she had seen since she got there a month ago. She moved from California. Her father was a wizard, and she had lived with him for the first 15 years of her life. Now she was 16, and she had to live with her mother in England. Her mother was a Veela, but she was brought up British, so spoke English without an accent. Still, she left all her friends behind at Claridge School for Witchcraft and Wizardry, where she had been the most popular girl. She also left her boyfriend, Brody, who had broken up with her the day she left. "Ashleigh! Let's go!" her mother called from the front door. Ashleigh sighed, and put on her shoes. "Well, here goes nothing," she thought, and flew her trunk into the back of her mom's car.
They got to the train station with time to spare. Ashleigh was feeling a little self-concious, but she knew she was beautiful, and so did everyone else. Her eyes were most often blue, but they changed colours, and her hair was long and white-blonde, like a Veela's. She was tall and slender, but not sickly. The first group she noticed was because of the tall red-haired guy in the centre. Then, she noticed Harry Potter. She rushed over right away to talk to him. "Oh my gosh!" she said, smiling beautifully, her eyes now green. "You're Harry Potter, right?" Harry and the other boy both stared at her because she was beautiful. "Well, I'm Ashleigh, I'm new at Hogwarts this year." It was then that she noticed a girl with them. "Ashleigh Robbins?" the other girl said. "I'm Hermione Granger. I've heard quite a bit about you. You're quite famous here, they've said you are the best witch in America." "Oh, really?" Ashleigh said. "Well, I guess so. I mean, I won the competitions." Just then, Ashleigh noticed another boy passing nearby. "My gosh," she thought, "He's gorgeous." At the same time, Draco Malfoy saw a girl looking at him. "She's beautiful," he thought. It was love at first sight.