The young muggleborn Diane Lou Albury gets her Hogwarts letter at last, Starting her first year at Hogwarts in the year 2018.
Throughout her years at Hogwarts she meets peculiar people and makes the greatest friends, but are they all who they seem t...
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For Valentines the teens again decided to randomly pick a name and buy a gift for that person.
This time, Diane got a special edition of a large magical history book from Lysander. He had noticed Diane's weird infatuation with their history of magic classes and thought it would be a fitting gift.
The others thought it was some sort of bad joke, after all who would want a history of magic book as a present.
Diane made sure to shoot him a grateful smile, however. As she was actually really happy with his gift.
The two had gotten closer over the past few months. On the outside, Lysander seemed like a cold person with an untroubled and calm attitude. Always acting extremely confident and nonchalant.
Once you got to know him however, he was actually really sweet and caring. He was the kind of friend who would wait for you to tie your shoelaces. Or in Diane's case, the kind of friend who noticed what you were truly interested in and never shame you for it.
They had all come down for breakfast one day, sitting at the Hufflepuff table as the teachers were generally too drowsy and lax in the morning to care if the students ate at their respective tables.
Diane was highly concentrated on putting just the right amount of butter on her pancakes, when a small grey owl made a crash landing right in front of them. Diane's pancakes went flying and Lloyd's cereal spat onto his robes.
The owl dropped a package that was exceedingly large for its tiny body on the daily prophet Roxanne had just been reading.
'Errol junior, just as clumsy as his dad was.' She sighed as she fed the owl a cereal that had strayed from Lloyd's bowl.
'Rox, what is it?' Lorcan studied the package as if the wrapping paper would become transparent if he stared at it long enough.
'Looks like a broom, doesn't it?' Lysander questioned before hitting his brother on the back of the head when he started to inch his hand towards the package.
'Lets see!' Roxanne grinned. She unwrapped the gift in less than three seconds. The contents were met with loud gasps.
'No way! It's the new firebolt supreme!' Lloyd gushed.
In the package lay a shiny black broom, Roxanne's initials 'R.W' etched into it in red lettering. A small card was bound to its tail. Roxanne carefully untied this piece of paper and started reading out loud.
My dearest Roxy,
Mum and I have never been more proud of you. We can't wait to see you play! (although we both know you'll never beat me in one of our home-matches.)
