Prolouge
I'm Anna Livington. I'm not famous. No one knows my name. Well, all those expect for my best friends. And those best friends just so happen to be extremely important people in the magical world. Extremely important.
Chapter 1
"Come on guys, maybe we should go back to the Common Rooms," I said, leading Harry, Ron, and Hermione away from the great hall, where everyone was huddled mourning.
That's right, two were my best friends and one was my fake sister.
Once we reached the Gryffindor Common Room I led the three over to a couch by the fire. The room was completely empty except for us, and we sat in compainianable silence until randomly Hermione burst into loud laughter.
"What the –" I began, but at that moment Ron joined her in laughter, Harry following, and eventually I joined in. We laughed like that for so long that I lost track of time. It was insanity.
Once we finally recovered Hermione raised a hand and began to speak. "Sorry about that! I just thought how weird it is to be sitting here just like before. It's so weird!"
"Yeah," I said in my American accent that stuck out so much.
"But everything's different. And some of it's bad," Harry pointed out, and at the last words he hung his head, probably remembering the sight of Fred's body laying in the great hall.
"But some of it's good," said Ron, and he put an arm around Hermione's shoulders to show his point.
I laughed. "Yeah. Y'all took way too long for this. Honestley, way to keep everyone waiting!"
"What do you mean?" Hermione asked me.
"She means everyone knew you two would end up together by second year, but we didn't know when!" Harry said. "Oh yeah, I told Ginny I'd meet her outside Hogwarts soon, so I better go. See you," he finished, then got up and left the common room.
"I'm going to go on to bed," I said. "It's late."
"Yeah…" Hermione agreed and she followed me up the stairs to our dorm. I saw Ron give her a sad look before he went to his dorm.
"Will he survive without you?" I joked.