A/N: Sorry! *oops* I could have sworn I updated this, or at least uploaded the next chapter to the docs...but apparently I didn't D:

Thank you reviewers!

Squidchan: I'll try to get Charlie to tell me and put it in later ;)

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I'll try to be faster next time guys, again sorry. (But now it's Spring Break, and school will not occur for the next week :D)

Short, but important chapter this time.


The next day, Andi looked out the window. It was gloomy and dark, though it was normally bright this time of the morning. She wondered if it would rain; the atmosphere seemed tense and ready to break. The air was cold and humid when she opened the window to let Nutmeg in; he was carrying a letter, presumably from her parents.

It read,

Dear Andi,

I'm glad you like Hogwarts. It's supposed to be the best wizarding school in the country, according to Professor McGonagall.

I do hope that you didn't get in trouble, and that everyone is okay after the lake adventure. If you're up north, it should be rather cold this time of year.

Those classes sound so much more interesting than college. Even if they're lectures about history. I hope you're not behind because you didn't grow up with this; and I really hope that you're not being teased about being muggle-born.

Leo is terribly disappointed you can't show him magic until you're 17, and wonders if you can find a way around that rule. I think that you should just show him some bat wings or something, maybe your potions ingredients.

Love,

Mum and Leo

Andi smiled. Of course, her mum was thinking about her classes and not getting in trouble. And Leo was thinking about magic.

As she was thinking about her family, another thought crossed her mind. For the first time since arriving at Hogwarts, she remembered the overheard conversation between her mother and Professor McGonagall.

"Professor McGonagall, you may not know this, but Andi-"

"We know."

"But is she really a muggle-born?"

"No. One moment-"

Not a muggle-born? Of course she was a muggle-born. She wondered what her mother had been about to say, and what had been said after Professor McGonagall had made it impossible to listen in.

As Andi thought and stared out the window, a clap of thunder sounded, rumbling so loud that Andi nearly clapped her hands over her ears. The lightning must have been close.

A curtain of rain moved toward her. Andi didn't close the window but watched the storm roll, even when the rain hit her and several drops fell on her face. She sat cross-legged on her bed, wondering about what she had no hope of resolving.


A/N: Sorry, just noticed this, but I keep switching back and forth from Muggle to muggle...please, forgive my forgetfulness with capitals. Review?