Chapter One: Someone else
Harry walked by the lakeshore winding it's way around Hogwarts. He stopped and looked up at the sky after an obnoxious sound in the sky. Not thunder, nothing to be seen in the darkening sky. Harry was the first to arrive because of more chaos in his life; Professor Dumbledore thought it would be safer to accompany Hogwarts a few days before the other students arrived.
He took his deep green eyes off the sky just to look over to the right. A young girl about sixteen, the same as Harry's age, reads a look on a bench. Confused Harry went over to talk to her. She pulled her deep blue crescent eyes of the book to glance at Harry. "So you mind if I sit next to you?" He asked. "Sure, why not." She responded She closed her book, looked at Harry's puzzled face. "Are you wondering who I am, considering that no one is supposed to be here for another day?"
"Well, I'm Harry…" He was cut off mid way through his name. "I know who you are but do you know me?" "Me, I'm Christa (promise it's not me at all) I'm sixteen and like you, no parents, and pretty much no family." " Mine died the same night as yours but not by Voldemort." "What house are you in, here?" Harry questioned. "Griffindor, the strange thing for you is that we've never met, well I think I can tell you, my only family member is Professor Dumbledore." Christa added.
" He highly respects you, and you friends." " What's it like when almost the whole world knows your name, my grandfather and like everyone I have known has wanted to hide me and my name." "I don't know why though, it's really strange." Harry's eyes widened. "Where have you been all these years?" "Believe it or not, no one wanted anyone to know the headmaster had a grand daughter!" Christa explained. "So, I took summer classes all by myself." "Then the council discovered my situation and is making me take classes like everyone else or no classes at all." "So, here I am." Christa recalled. "Really… wow that's a new story."
"What part of England did you grow up in?" "No, part, I lived in a orphanage also in America." "Well, as my parents were murdered as I a recent newborn, I was sent to an orphanage." "Then someone adopted me for… I think six months. Well, them and including me we went to America, there they couldn't afford to keep me and also supposedly beat me." She stopped took a deep breath then continued again. "I was taken away and someone murdered them shortly after."
It was only 4:30 and the sky became even more darkened. A few seconds later the sky began to pour rain. Christa chuckled and Harry tried to run but his glasses were full of raindrops on the lens. Eventually they came upon the Great Hall and stepped out of the rain. They started for the direction of the stairs laughing.
Professor McGonagall stopped them mid way, "What were you two doing outside?" Clearly noticing how wet they both were. "Professor, please excuse us. We were outside talking about random things and hadn't noticed how dark the sky became…. Then we became caught up in the rain." Christa explained. "Alright then, go and get changed into dry clothing and some down to eat dinner." They both nodded and continued their light jog up the stairs. Soon enough they were down in the Great Hall eating. Not one of the teachers said much to the two, nor Harry or Christa. Christa glanced up at Harry who was still eating. He set down his cup, entirely empty, and they headed to their beds.