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ON OCTOBER 31ST OF 1981, Voldemort killed Lily and James Potter, cementing Harry Potter as the boy in the prophecy, when he marks him as his equal. The girl however, no one had a clue who she could be. Or so they thought.
That very night Liana and Ross Barrett heard a knock on their door, from Albus Dumbledore.
"Albus, is it true?"
"Why I am afraid so Liana. The good and the bad. Lily and James Potter have died, but Voldemort is gone."
Liana and Ross started bawling right then and there. Some of their best friends gone. No goodbyes. No warning. Just gone.
"So Harry? He- he defeated him? He's just a baby. He has no parents. We can take him. Lily and James would've wanted that." she told him shakily through her tears.
Ross just stood there in shock, but you could hear him mutter, "We can take him."
"Alas other arrangements have been made for Harry, but the Potter's are not the reason I'm here."
"Then why are you here Albus?" Ross asked, snapping out of his daze.
"Cameron. She is the girl in the prophecy." he replied.
What Dumbledore did not know is that a small rat had been in the house, listening the whole time.
On November 1st of 1981, Liana and Ross Barrett were killed by Antony Dolohov, Bellatrix Lestrange, and Barty Crouch Jr. What they didn't know was the night before, Albus took the child with him when he left, and placed her in the care of her aunt, Andromeda Tonks.
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"Cam! Get down here!" Dora screamed.
"Coming you git!"
I ran down the stairs to see what all the fuss is about. All I saw was Uncle Ted, Auntie Andromeda, and Dora standing around a letter.
WAIT.
"Is that what I think it is?"
Auntie handed it to me and I saw the wax seal. Hogwarts. Finally. I didn't hesitate and ripped it open.
HOGWARTS SCHOOL of WITCHCRAFT and WIZARDRY
Headmaster: Albus Dumbledore
(Order of Merlin, First Class, Grand Sorc., Chf. Warlock,
Supreme Mugwump, International Confed. of Wizards)
Dear Ms. Barrett,
We are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Please find enclosed a list of all necessary books and equipment.
Term begins on 1 September. We await your owl by no later than 31 July.
Yours sincerely,
Minerva McGonagall
Deputy Headmistress
I screamed at the top of my lungs.
"I did it! Dora I did it!"
She pulled me into a hug. "I never had a doubt in my mind little sis!"
Then I saw there was another page.
HOGWARTS SCHOOL of WITCHCRAFT and WIZARDRY
UNIFORM
First-year students will require:
1. Three sets of plain work robes (black)
2. One plain pointed hat (black) for day wear
3. One pair of protective gloves (dragon hide or similar)
4. One winter cloak (black, with silver fastenings)
Please note that all pupil's clothes should carry name tags.
COURSE BOOKS
All students should have a copy of each of the following:
The Standard Book of Spells (Grade 1)
by Miranda Goshawk
A History of Magic
by Bathilda Bagshot
Magical Theory
by Adalbert Waffling
A Beginner's Guide to Transfiguration
by Emeric Switch
One Thousand Magical Herbs and Fungi
by Phyllida Spore
Magical Drafts and Potions
by Arsenius Jigger
Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them
by Newt Scamander
The Dark Forces: A Guide to Self-Protection
by Quentin Trimble
OTHER EQUIPMENT
1 wand
1 cauldron (pewter, standard size 2)
1 set glass or crystal phials
1 telescope
1 set brass scales
Students may also bring, if they desire, an owl OR a cat OR a toad.
PARENTS ARE REMINDED THAT FIRST YEARS
ARE NOT ALLOWED THEIR OWN BROOMSTICK
Yours sincerely,
Lucinda Thomsonicle-Pocus
Chief Attendant of Witchcraft Provisions
I ran over to Aunt Andie and jumped on her.
"Cameron! I told you to stop doing that!"
She looked around for someone to back her up but Dora and Uncle Ted were both laughing way to hard to even pretend to be upset.
"Sorry Auntie. But can we go to Diagon Alley?"
"Now?"
I gave her my puppy dog eyes. "Pleeeeease."
"Pleeeeeaseee mom." Dora joined in.
"Ah, okay. Okay. Fine. Get ready! You and Nymphadora can floo in."
We were so excited, that she even forgot to scold Auntie for using her full name. We jumped around the house screaming, "YAY! YAY! YAY!" until I accidentally made all of the pictures on the walls fall down. Again.
"Oooops, sorry!"
Every witch and wizard deals with accidental magic when they're young, although apparently it happens a lot more to me. I don't know I guess I'm just weird.
Auntie came with the bag of floo powder. I stepped into the fireplace and yelled, "Diagon Alley!"
It was breathtaking. I have been here before, but never to get things for myself. I'm smiling from ear to ear. My heart was racing and then some sparks came from my hands. Okay, calm yourself down. Breathe in, breathe out. Then, breathe out.
I'm here. It's real. I'm ready.
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Dora ran up to me in a panic. "Are you okay? I saw the sparks. Are you good now?"
"Yeah, I'm good. I'm surprised you didn't trip on your way over here." I couldn't stop laughing.
"Hey! I don't trip or fall that much.."
"Dora, you trip when there's nothing there. And it's even worse when there is something there. How are you gonna be an Auror like this?"
She had a stern look on her face, but I could tell she wasn't actually mad. "Do you know what, let's just go get your stuff."
I loved Diagon Alley. I mean there is so much to see. We were walking down the street until, of course, Nymphie walked into someone. I don't even know how she didn't see him. He had a huge beard and he was super tall.
"Oh, I'm so sorry. Wait. Hagrid!"
" 'Ello er Tonks. How er you?" The tall man replied.
I wonder who he is and how she knew him. But, Dora can become friends with literally everyone and anything. I mean she is a Hufflepuff.
"I'm good Hagrid. Oh, Cam. Hagrid is the groundskeeper at Hogwarts."
I stuck out my hand to shake his. "Cameron Barrett. Nice to meet you."
Then I walked over to the boy who was standing right next to him. His clothes were definitely too big for him, And his glasses look like they've been broken at least a couple times.
"Hello boy who's name I don't know. I'm Cameron, but you can call me Cam." I said with whatever confidence I could muster up.
"Um- hi. I'm Harry. Harry Potter." He replied meekly. He obviously wasn't that comfortable around here. Wait. That's Harry Potter. Wow. I thought he'd be taller.
"Well hello Harry, it's nice to meet you. Maybe we can be friends. I only have one friend and her name is Misa, but I'm sure she'd like you."
Oh my God, I forgot to owl Misa. Well I guess I'll do that when I get home.
"Uh thanks. I would like that. You seem really nice." then he gave a weak smile.
Then my 'sister' "coughed" and let me know that it was time to get moving. Harry waved goodbye and we were on our way.
"Olivanders. For your first wand!" I think Dora was way more excited than I was. She embodied the word excitement. She had a huge smile on her face, and from the looks of it, she was shaking too.
We walked in the store together, hand in hand, and we were greeted by a slightly peculiar man.
"Ah, Ms. Barrett. I've been waiting for this day. I remember the day your parents got their first wands." I was slightly put off by the fact that he remembered my parents, but nonetheless we kept going.
"Hmmm, try this one. 12 inches, medium flexibility, unicorn hair core, Vine wood." He placed the wand in my hand. " Well give it a wave now."
I waved it and things started falling everywhere.
Ollivander took the wand out of my hand. "Nope nope nope." He rummaged through his vast collection of wands. "How about this one. 13 inches, hard flexibility, dragon heartstring, and oak."
He gave it to me and I just waved it around in the air. Then I cracked the lights in the shop.
Once again he took the wand out of my hand. I could hear him murdering some thing like, "Hmmm, maybe. It can't be. Well if it is it will mean it is her. Well I can't know that. But I would be highly curious." It seemed like he talk to himself a lot. He searched for a couple minutes then brought out another wand.
"11 inches, brittle flexibility, pheonix feather core, and acacia wood. Go on, give it a wave."
He placed the wand in my hand, and when I waved it I felt truly powerful. Like this one was always meant to be mine.
"Ah... that is very curious." he mumbled.
" Why so?" Dora asked.
" Well Nymphadora, I remember every wand that I have sold, and I remember their owners too. The phoenix who gave the feather for your core only gave three feathers. These wands were meant for three very powerful people. I sold the second one today. To none other than Harry Potter himself. And the other owner is the one who gave him that scar."
It was like a cold chill went up my spine. You know who and I had the same exact wand core. But so did Harry, and he defeated him. I didn't know what to think of it.
Then it was like he was back to his normal scatterbrained self. "7 galleons please." I turned to Dora who had brought the money, and she handed it over to him.
We walked out of the store and acts like none of it happened. We got the rest of my books, an owl that I named Lia, after my mother, my robes, and then floo'd home.