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\\generator Msftedit 5.41.15.1507;\viewkind4\uc1\pard\sb100\sa100\f0\fs24 As you sat at the table the sorting started and you just went into your own little dream world. once it was over Alicia taped you once again to let you know that it was time to Eat, but you were not vary hungary."I think I will go back to the dorms Alicia. I just need to Think about some stuff." "Ohh like how to get the professors in to bed?" "no like what happened this summer..."With that you walked out of the grate hall and up to your common room. Once you reach the fat lady you relies that you don't know the passwordyet."FUCK ME!"you yell out and someone from behind you says "I don't think that would be such a good idea I forgot your last name is Kistenson pronounced Kiss Den Sin)Ms. Kistenson." "ohh I am sorry Professor Potter. I did not see you there. I just realized I don't know the blasted password yet and I wanted to go and lay down and get away. "But he cut you off and said "Pigsfeet" and the portal opened to revel to you that he must be head of Gryffindor much to your liking. You always had a crush on him since your first year and for some reason he just never look at you as anything other than a friend or maybe even a sister. you always wished that you could just give him one little...Well maybe not Little...ok world stopping, fire knighting, out of this world, never be the same kiss." Ms. Kistenson are you all right or do I need to take you to Madam P on the first night back?" "ohh n-n-no-o-o I guess I was day dreaming. I'm all better now. Thank you har...Professor.Potter"with that you went in to the common room and sat down on the couch. you feel your right hipsink alittle when you look next to you and see HARRY... "Professor," "yes Anya?" " don't you have first years to look after?" "Nope I'm all yoursFor the night...So what would you like to do?" "UMMM do you REALLY want me to tell you the \line truth?" you ask alittle shy to tell him. "Yes I want all my students and friends to be 100 honest with me Anya..." "Well to be honest..." you paused for a moment scared to say what you really wanted to say "I want to play you in a friendly game of chess..."Harry let a sigh of disappointment slip as you spoke what you wanted him to beliefs as the total truth, But he quickly turned his sight to a laugh as to make it seem that was all he wanted from his former Friend and now student. "OK you set it up and we will see who is the more cunning and brave. I know I am no Ron but I will do my best to play a game that would make even him proud."Harry \line spoke so eloquently that you had to surprises the urge to tell him everything. : I want you Right here...Right now...Take me as your lover and all we be as it should have been. As it should have been the day I walked into your compartment on the train my first day of my first year.:(FLASHBACK) You were a scared little 11 year old walking through the train station all alone as your parents had better things to do that day, Most likely a Deatheater summons To kill another poor family just because they were not born into the Wizarding world. As you dirtied back to your thoughts of your new school you were alittle more than petrified at the \line thought of turning out just like your parents."I WILL NOT BE LIKE THEM!"you said rather Loudly and were now receiving glares form all sorts of people witch, Wizard and muggle alike. You were now turning a crimson color that danced on your face. once people stopped looking you \line walked to where your parents told you platform 9 3/4 was and did as they said."Just run into the wall and there you will see the passage way to your new life."was all your mother said asshe told your personal driver to go to the train station.you then looked around to see a Cherie colored train that was your means to an end. : now I will set my own path...I will NEVER be like my family. I will follow my own dreams even though they will bring me only one Thing. My swift and painful death.: as the thoughts crossed your mind a single tear fell to Your cheek. As you boarded the train you realized that this was the first time that you have Really been around people your own age. Yes at the parties you went to there were a few people your age but you were to afraid of what they could be to ever even utter a single \line Word. Once more just a single tear stained your other wise lovely face. To your family even At the tender age of 5 you were not permeated to cry. It is a sign of weakness as you were always told and ever since that day only a single tear would fall for that could go unnoticed As long as there were no sounds. No pain show. As you grew older and wise you learned to\line hide your sorrow and pain from all who would degrade you or show you pity. For all the Lessons your father taught you this is one that you truly thanked him for. I had saved you Much heart wrenching experiences through your young yet long lived life. As you drifted back to your task at hand you know that you had to get over your fear that everyone was like \line Your father and that just maybe you could have a friend, Somehow... As you walked on the train and searched for an empty compartment so that just \line Maybe you would go unnoticed as you always were. But there were no empty compartments so the Next one you looked in to had only four people sitting in it. You opened the softly scared that If you were to loud that they would lash out at you." Umm..May i sit here? there is no..." but Befor you could finish a girl just 3 years older than you "ya come in and have a seat. Hi \line my name is Ginny and this in Herminoe, Harry, and MY brother Ronald...And who are You?"She asked eager to get to know you it seemed."Ohh I'm sorry I was rude. My name is Anya Taracka Kistenson.But just call me Anya.I am vary pleased to make your aquatence." You said and after thinking for a second you relized how snotty you sounded but you did \line Not see them pulling back or even upset with you. This was a new experience for you, You Never had people look at "you." (END FLASHBACK) \par "Are you still with me Anya?"harry said with a look of worry on his face. : Why dose he look so worried? Dose he care for me? Well, ofcorse he does. I am a friend and now his student...But then Why do I get the feeling that it is more than just that: "Umm Professor? May I ask you Something...Personal," "go ahead Anya...And please call me Harry if you don't mind.""No not at all prof...I mean \ul\i Harry\ulnone\i0 . Well what I want to know is why are you here?" "I was asked to come and teach." "No no.. that's not what I ment.what I mean is here in the common room with me...Why are you spending your time with me of all people?" "Why not you. I mean you are smart, funny, and let's not forget vary umm... Pretty..." "YOU THINK I'M PRETTY? I'm \line\pard Just a little rattled by that. But I have another question for you. Why now? I mean you had three years to tell me. Why are you telling me NOW!"\f1\fs20\par