Chapter 2: An awkward dinner.
At the table, nobody spoke. Not even Mrs Weasley could find something appropriate to say. Harry desperately wanted to question Lupin on how he became Accalia's godfather, but thought better of asking him infront of her.
"So...what school do you go to, Accalia?" Mr Weasley finally said.
"I'm actually starting at Hogwarts." Accalia replied.
"That's good. Why are you changing schools now though?"
"Well, my old school was quite a long way away from Hogwarts and Remus' house, so I moved to Hogwarts instead. Plus, he's staying at Hogwarts."Accalia replied. Harry's face lit up.
"You're staying? Why? Where? Are you teaching?" Harry burst out. Lupin smiled and began his long answer.
"Well, yes. Dumbledore's orders. In the school. and I'm not yet sure. Finished?"
Harry nodded excitedly.
"So, are you going to be in our year?" Hermione asked Accalia.
"Yep." Accalia replied, then yawned.
"You look tired, dear. I think it's time for you to go to bed. I'll clear up so you kids go and get some rest." Mrs Weasley said and ushered the children upstairs. Harry, Hermione, Ron, Ginny, Fred and George went up to their rooms, but Accalia stayed.
"Mrs Weasley?" she said.
"Yes, dear?"
"Does my room have a mirror?"
"Yes. Is that a problem?"
"Um, kinda. Yeah. Do you mind if I take it down?"
"Of course not, dear. It's your room now, so go ahead." Mrs Weasley said pleasantly.
"Thanks. Goodnight."Accalia said and went up to her room.
A/N:
soz bout the Charlotta business. In my original story that I wrote down, I called her Charlotte, then I changed the name and got really confused.
lol and soz.