Disclaimer I do not own Harry Potter, the characters, or the parts in my story that may be related to the books. I wish! I claim all the other characters including Candie Melt, her mother, Candie's friends, and any other characters that are not in the Harry Potter books.
Chapter One
…She is a normal student in high school. She has long, brown, curly hair, she has beautiful, green-blue eyes with dark curly lashes, and she is about 5 foot 5 inches. She loves to hang out with her friends on the weekends. She goes to church every Sunday. Her church is a fun church, (not the boring kind). During the week, she goes to school and her after school activities. She is always busy with homework. If she had time, she would watch one of her many favorite "Harry Potter" movies. She loves the English accent. Her wish was to play a part in on of the Harry Potter movies. She knows that the director only uses people who lived in the United Kingdom. She lives in California, (in the USA). She does not want a big part, but big enough to be noticed. Not a part where she is saying anything, exactly, but at least a part. She loves to speak with an English accent with her friends, (though they could not speak with one for long because they would all laugh at each other).
…The phone rang. She hurried to pick it up.
"Hello?" she said. On the other line was the voice of an English man.
"Hello, is Amanda Melt home?" Amanda melt is the girl's mother.
She answered quickly, "Uh…yes. May I tell her who is speaking?" She didn't notice that she was speaking with an English accent.
He replied, "No, she will know who I am."
"Okay." she said confused, "Hold on let me go find her." She went and found her mother. She told her about the man on the other line. Her mother talked, and talked. The girl heard her mother talking in a firm, yet soft voice. She wanted to know who and what her mother was talking about. Who was her mother talking to? She thought the man's voice sounded familiar. She couldn't think of who it could be. Her mother did not tell her who had called. She just said it was a friend. The girl didn't want to ask her mother who the man was in fear that the man might be more than a friend.