Annabella Ariana Grindelwald, daughter of the Criminal Gellert Grindelwald, and traitor Queenie Goldstein.
Age 17, eyes the color of the deepest purple, and hair white as snow.
But with all that beauty came equal amount of pain.
Anna spent five and...
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"The dancers body is simply the luminous manifestation of the soul." - Isadora Duncan
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Anna was silently walking through the hall, staring up at the candle lit ceiling, she forgot how beautiful it was in the Great Hall. The room filled her with warmth and comfort, the delicious smell of the room hitting her face. She missed the enchanted smell of lemon cakes.
Anna takes a deep breath and she takes a seat on the Gryffindor table near the front, sitting closer to the first years.
Anna ignores the gaze of many, playing with her fingers nervously. This was going to be a lot harder then she thought.
"Hey." Came a small voice
Anna lifts her head and she comes face to face with a thin girl, she looked to be her age, with beautiful almond eyes and a gorgeous complexion.
"Hello." Anna says
"I'm Dorcas Meadowes, Slytherin, you're a new face but you're not a first year." Dorcas says, tilting her head, taking in Anna's face. The Slytherin ignored the glares as she seated herself amongst the Gryffindor table.
Anna shakes her head. "No, I'm starting my sixth year, I'm Annabelle but you can call me Anna." Anna says
Dorcas smiles. "It's good to meet you Anna." Dorcas says "and I you." Anna says, a little to formal, making Dorcas giggle.
"I've noticed that many boys have their eyes on you, and who can blame them, you're absolutely gorgeous." Dorcas says, placing a delicate hand on Anna's, making Anna look at it, silently gulping.
She was obviously coming onto her.
Dorcas lifts a suggestive eyebrow, softly grinning down at her.
It was different.
Anna has a small smile, turning her hand around so she grabs hold of Dorcas's, lifting it up and softly kissing the back of her hand, meeting Dorcas's eyes.
"And I can say the same for you."
"We're going to make great friends." Dorcas states with a giggle. "yes we are." Anna says
....
Everyone was settled in the Great Hall, chatting about. The first years were already sorted and are among their peers.
Dumbledore stands, clearing his throat. Soon the Hall is silenced, everyone turning their attention to the Headmaster.
"It is good to see you all again, in a moment we will commence our feast, and today's desert is Pumpkin pasties." Dumbledore says, winking at Anna, who smiles. "Which I'm personally looking forward too, but before we dig in, I'd like to announce that we have a new transfer. Please join me in welcoming, Annabelle Snow." Dumbledore says, gesturing out to the flushed sixth year.
