p style="color: #222222; font-family: arial, verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 14.08px; max-height: 999999px;"strongMy handy beta pointed out that this whole story is confusing so for clarification: /strong/p
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p style="color: #222222; font-family: arial, verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 14.08px; max-height: 999999px;"strongspan style="color: #222222; font-family: arial, verdana, sans-serif;"span style="font-size: 14.08px;"EVERYTHING WILL BE EXPLAINED BY CHAPTER 8 ALL OF THE CONFUSION OVER MIA AND HER BACK STORY ALL OF IT WILL BE REVEALED/span/span/strong/p
p style="color: #222222; font-family: arial, verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 14.08px; max-height: 999999px;"Again, go check out the amazing skaterofthebooks work!/p
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p style="color: #222222; font-family: arial, verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 14.08px; max-height: 999999px;"Harry POV/p
p style="color: #222222; font-family: arial, verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 14.08px; max-height: 999999px;"The Burrow was comfortable and warm as ever. All the hands on the Weasley clock were safe at home. The sun was shining and Mrs. Weasley had just cooked up a fine stew. And yet Harry was confused. After following Malfoy and seeing him in Borgen and Berks, Harry was just about positive that he was a Death Eater. Causing the last place that he ever expected Malfoy to be was standing outside Honeydukes. The part he just couldn't make sense of was that girl. Who was she? One thing was for certain; if she was hanging out with Malfoy she wasn't up to any good. Once Harry, Neville, Ron, Ginny, and Hermione got back to the Burrow Harry told them what he had seen, then asked them their opinion of the strange girl./p
p style="color: #222222; font-family: arial, verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 14.08px; max-height: 999999px;""I saw her in Honeydukes" offered Neville, he sat down and took his place in the little circle they had created in the Burrow's already cramped living room. "She was with another girl who was freaking out over Chocolate Frogs." He took out a small bag of assorted candies he had bought while in the confectionary./p
p style="color: #222222; font-family: arial, verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 14.08px; max-height: 999999px;""Oh yeah, I saw her" interrupted Ron, who was ripping off part of a licorice wand with his teeth. "Didn't seem like the sort Malfoy would hang out with. She seemed too... Happy."/p
p style="color: #222222; font-family: arial, verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 14.08px; max-height: 999999px;""Don't you guys think that Harry's being a little too paranoid?" Hermione questioned. She was exhausted from all this talk of Malfoy this and Malfoy that. Harry had always blamed Malfoy for everything that went wrong at the school. From being the heir of Slytherin to why all the green apples were gone from the kitchens./p
p style="color: #222222; font-family: arial, verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 14.08px; max-height: 999999px;""Hermione what are you yelling about, love?" questioned Mrs. Weasley from the kitchen sink./p
p style="color: #222222; font-family: arial, verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 14.08px; max-height: 999999px;""We were just trying to figure out who this mystery girl is, she seemed like she was with Malfoy but none of us have ever seen her before."/p
p style="color: #222222; font-family: arial, verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 14.08px; max-height: 999999px;"Mrs. Weasley turned her attention back to the sink to make sure the rest of the dishes were washing themselves properly, every once in a while helping a dish cleanse itself properly./p
p style="color: #222222; font-family: arial, verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 14.08px; max-height: 999999px;""Did you happen to catch a name, dear?" she asked still focusing on the dishes./p
p style="color: #222222; font-family: arial, verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 14.08px; max-height: 999999px;""Yeah, Astoria Greengrass." Neville replied. Mrs. Weasley dropped her wand and the dishes along with it./p
p style="color: #222222; font-family: arial, verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 14.08px; max-height: 999999px;""Mum?" what's wrong?" asked Ron, Mrs. Weasley put on a smile, but it didn't fool anyone, they all knew that something was definitely wrong./p
p style="color: #222222; font-family: arial, verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 14.08px; max-height: 999999px;""Oh nothing dear, I'm just a little bit clumsy today." Still suspicious,they excused themselves from the table./p
p style="color: #222222; font-family: arial, verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 14.08px; max-height: 999999px;""Don't you think she's hiding something?" asked Harry./p
p style="color: #222222; font-family: arial, verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 14.08px; max-height: 999999px;""Of course she is, you saw the way she reacted didn't you?" replied Ron./p
p style="color: #222222; font-family: arial, verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 14.08px; max-height: 999999px;""Maybe she does know who she is"/p
p style="color: #222222; font-family: arial, verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 14.08px; max-height: 999999px;""I can't believe you guys are still going on about that." Said Hermione "school starts tomorrow, so if you don't mind I'm going to make sure I'm packed." With a huff Hermione went upstairs to repack her suitcase for the tenth time just to make sure she brought everything./p
p style="color: #222222; font-family: arial, verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 14.08px; max-height: 999999px;"Neville got up as well "I have to go too, Gran'll be expecting me. See you guys later."/p
p style="color: #222222; font-family: arial, verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 14.08px; max-height: 999999px;"Harry stayed at Burrow with Ron. They both started to prepare for the first day back to Hogwarts. Ron started reluctantly packing hand knit sweaters, and Harry trying to get his cauldron to fit in his luggage. They both went to bed not knowing what lay ahead./p
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p style="color: #222222; font-family: arial, verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 14.08px; max-height: 999999px;"Annabeth POV/p
p style="color: #222222; font-family: arial, verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 14.08px; max-height: 999999px;"The Hogwarts Express was a sight to behold, especially for the first time. It held a romantic sort of atmosphere for first time riders who could appreciate the bygone era from whence it came It's Victorian charm not lost on Annabeth. Neither was the beautiful architecture of the Kings Cross station. As fond as she was of buildings, never in her life had she ever wanted to be apart of a wall even momentarily. So when Draco told her to emrun threw the wall/em she flat out refused. It took three people running threw the barrier to provide the evidence she needed that she would not die upon impact. When she finally made it onto the train she immediately put Mia and Draco in charge of finding a seat as she explored. she had looked through all of the compartments and the engine room before remembering emMia said she'd find a booth/em. She was still looking when she heard a muffled voice from inside one of the compartments. They could see her through a small window next to the door./p
p style="color: #222222; font-family: arial, verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 14.08px; max-height: 999999px;""It's that girl from Honeydukes " someone inside whispered to their friends. Annabeth pretended to be busy tying her hair as an excuse to listen. emSome people think that/emem just/emem closing a door makes /ememthe room sound proof/emem./em/p
p style="color: #222222; font-family: arial, verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 14.08px; max-height: 999999px;""Shut up you guys she's right there!" said the girl. emCrap they noticed/em. There was some unintelligible arguing inside then the door slid open. Someone came out; Annabeth turned around but tripped on her new robes, slamming into whoever was coming out of the compartment, sending them both to the ground. emWhy do these people wear such stupid clothes?/em/p
p style="color: #222222; font-family: arial, verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 14.08px; max-height: 999999px;""I'm so sorry!" stammered the boy in surprise. Annabeth noticed resentfully that he had not changed into his stupid robes yet and instead wore a sweater vest. He got up and offered her a hand. "Let me help you."/p
p style="color: #222222; font-family: arial, verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 14.08px; max-height: 999999px;""I'm fine," she stated. She looked up but the boy looked startled. His eyes weren't focused on her face either. emWhat is he looking at?/em Annabeth looked down at her side where the boy's eyes were trained. emThis might be a problem, /emshe thought, for at her side carefully strapped to her belt, was her bronze dagger./p
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p style="color: #222222; font-family: arial, verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 14.08px; max-height: 999999px;"strongThis story will get better I swear!/strong/p
p style="color: #222222; font-family: arial, verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 14.08px; max-height: 999999px;"strongAny questions send me a PM or write it in the reviews/strong/p
p style="color: #222222; font-family: arial, verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 14.08px; max-height: 999999px;"strongReviews and suggestions would be nice/strong/p
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p style="color: #222222; font-family: arial, verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 14.08px; max-height: 999999px;"strongspan style="color: #222222; font-family: arial, verdana, sans-serif;"span style="font-size: 14.08px;"EVERYTHING WILL BE EXPLAINED BY CHAPTER 8 ALL OF THE CONFUSION OVER MIA AND HER BACK STORY ALL OF IT WILL BE REVEALED/span/span/strong/p
p style="color: #222222; font-family: arial, verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 14.08px; max-height: 999999px;"Again, go check out the amazing skaterofthebooks work!/p
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p style="color: #222222; font-family: arial, verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 14.08px; max-height: 999999px;"Harry POV/p
p style="color: #222222; font-family: arial, verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 14.08px; max-height: 999999px;"The Burrow was comfortable and warm as ever. All the hands on the Weasley clock were safe at home. The sun was shining and Mrs. Weasley had just cooked up a fine stew. And yet Harry was confused. After following Malfoy and seeing him in Borgen and Berks, Harry was just about positive that he was a Death Eater. Causing the last place that he ever expected Malfoy to be was standing outside Honeydukes. The part he just couldn't make sense of was that girl. Who was she? One thing was for certain; if she was hanging out with Malfoy she wasn't up to any good. Once Harry, Neville, Ron, Ginny, and Hermione got back to the Burrow Harry told them what he had seen, then asked them their opinion of the strange girl./p
p style="color: #222222; font-family: arial, verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 14.08px; max-height: 999999px;""I saw her in Honeydukes" offered Neville, he sat down and took his place in the little circle they had created in the Burrow's already cramped living room. "She was with another girl who was freaking out over Chocolate Frogs." He took out a small bag of assorted candies he had bought while in the confectionary./p
p style="color: #222222; font-family: arial, verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 14.08px; max-height: 999999px;""Oh yeah, I saw her" interrupted Ron, who was ripping off part of a licorice wand with his teeth. "Didn't seem like the sort Malfoy would hang out with. She seemed too... Happy."/p
p style="color: #222222; font-family: arial, verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 14.08px; max-height: 999999px;""Don't you guys think that Harry's being a little too paranoid?" Hermione questioned. She was exhausted from all this talk of Malfoy this and Malfoy that. Harry had always blamed Malfoy for everything that went wrong at the school. From being the heir of Slytherin to why all the green apples were gone from the kitchens./p
p style="color: #222222; font-family: arial, verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 14.08px; max-height: 999999px;""Hermione what are you yelling about, love?" questioned Mrs. Weasley from the kitchen sink./p
p style="color: #222222; font-family: arial, verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 14.08px; max-height: 999999px;""We were just trying to figure out who this mystery girl is, she seemed like she was with Malfoy but none of us have ever seen her before."/p
p style="color: #222222; font-family: arial, verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 14.08px; max-height: 999999px;"Mrs. Weasley turned her attention back to the sink to make sure the rest of the dishes were washing themselves properly, every once in a while helping a dish cleanse itself properly./p
p style="color: #222222; font-family: arial, verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 14.08px; max-height: 999999px;""Did you happen to catch a name, dear?" she asked still focusing on the dishes./p
p style="color: #222222; font-family: arial, verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 14.08px; max-height: 999999px;""Yeah, Astoria Greengrass." Neville replied. Mrs. Weasley dropped her wand and the dishes along with it./p
p style="color: #222222; font-family: arial, verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 14.08px; max-height: 999999px;""Mum?" what's wrong?" asked Ron, Mrs. Weasley put on a smile, but it didn't fool anyone, they all knew that something was definitely wrong./p
p style="color: #222222; font-family: arial, verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 14.08px; max-height: 999999px;""Oh nothing dear, I'm just a little bit clumsy today." Still suspicious,they excused themselves from the table./p
p style="color: #222222; font-family: arial, verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 14.08px; max-height: 999999px;""Don't you think she's hiding something?" asked Harry./p
p style="color: #222222; font-family: arial, verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 14.08px; max-height: 999999px;""Of course she is, you saw the way she reacted didn't you?" replied Ron./p
p style="color: #222222; font-family: arial, verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 14.08px; max-height: 999999px;""Maybe she does know who she is"/p
p style="color: #222222; font-family: arial, verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 14.08px; max-height: 999999px;""I can't believe you guys are still going on about that." Said Hermione "school starts tomorrow, so if you don't mind I'm going to make sure I'm packed." With a huff Hermione went upstairs to repack her suitcase for the tenth time just to make sure she brought everything./p
p style="color: #222222; font-family: arial, verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 14.08px; max-height: 999999px;"Neville got up as well "I have to go too, Gran'll be expecting me. See you guys later."/p
p style="color: #222222; font-family: arial, verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 14.08px; max-height: 999999px;"Harry stayed at Burrow with Ron. They both started to prepare for the first day back to Hogwarts. Ron started reluctantly packing hand knit sweaters, and Harry trying to get his cauldron to fit in his luggage. They both went to bed not knowing what lay ahead./p
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p style="color: #222222; font-family: arial, verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 14.08px; max-height: 999999px;"Annabeth POV/p
p style="color: #222222; font-family: arial, verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 14.08px; max-height: 999999px;"The Hogwarts Express was a sight to behold, especially for the first time. It held a romantic sort of atmosphere for first time riders who could appreciate the bygone era from whence it came It's Victorian charm not lost on Annabeth. Neither was the beautiful architecture of the Kings Cross station. As fond as she was of buildings, never in her life had she ever wanted to be apart of a wall even momentarily. So when Draco told her to emrun threw the wall/em she flat out refused. It took three people running threw the barrier to provide the evidence she needed that she would not die upon impact. When she finally made it onto the train she immediately put Mia and Draco in charge of finding a seat as she explored. she had looked through all of the compartments and the engine room before remembering emMia said she'd find a booth/em. She was still looking when she heard a muffled voice from inside one of the compartments. They could see her through a small window next to the door./p
p style="color: #222222; font-family: arial, verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 14.08px; max-height: 999999px;""It's that girl from Honeydukes " someone inside whispered to their friends. Annabeth pretended to be busy tying her hair as an excuse to listen. emSome people think that/emem just/emem closing a door makes /ememthe room sound proof/emem./em/p
p style="color: #222222; font-family: arial, verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 14.08px; max-height: 999999px;""Shut up you guys she's right there!" said the girl. emCrap they noticed/em. There was some unintelligible arguing inside then the door slid open. Someone came out; Annabeth turned around but tripped on her new robes, slamming into whoever was coming out of the compartment, sending them both to the ground. emWhy do these people wear such stupid clothes?/em/p
p style="color: #222222; font-family: arial, verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 14.08px; max-height: 999999px;""I'm so sorry!" stammered the boy in surprise. Annabeth noticed resentfully that he had not changed into his stupid robes yet and instead wore a sweater vest. He got up and offered her a hand. "Let me help you."/p
p style="color: #222222; font-family: arial, verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 14.08px; max-height: 999999px;""I'm fine," she stated. She looked up but the boy looked startled. His eyes weren't focused on her face either. emWhat is he looking at?/em Annabeth looked down at her side where the boy's eyes were trained. emThis might be a problem, /emshe thought, for at her side carefully strapped to her belt, was her bronze dagger./p
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p style="color: #222222; font-family: arial, verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 14.08px; max-height: 999999px;"strongThis story will get better I swear!/strong/p
p style="color: #222222; font-family: arial, verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 14.08px; max-height: 999999px;"strongAny questions send me a PM or write it in the reviews/strong/p
p style="color: #222222; font-family: arial, verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 14.08px; max-height: 999999px;"strongReviews and suggestions would be nice/strong/p