Narrator's POV
"Y/n. Wake up."
A hand gently shook the sleeping girl awake. The girl sits up and rubs her eyes.
"What time is it?" she asks.
"Time to go to London!" Her mother exclaims back. Now Y/n was fully awake.
"London!" she squealed. She bolted out of bed and nearly ran into a wall.
Her mother laughed, "Careful!" as she left for Y/n to do her stuff.
Y/n slipped a casual outfit on and rushed to pack her stuff.
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Y/n looked out the window to see two horse-drawn carriages coming up to the house. Y/n had just finished packing up, and she was tugging her trunk down the stairs when one of the house elves that was coming along rushed to help her.
"Thanks Kal," Y/n panted as she wiped the sweat off her face, "Bring my luggage there, will you? I'm sure you know where to go."
Kal nods, "Okay, Lady Lysander."
"For the last time," Y/n sighs, exasperated, "Call me Y/n. No need for formalit-"
Kal was gone in the middle of the lecture and Y/n shrugged it off. Kal wasn't the rudest house elf, but if there's one thing he hates, it's definitely lectures. Guess you could call that normal for him.
Y/n hurried outside to get onto a carriage with her mum. Dad was sitting in the other carriage with the luggage and the house elves that were coming along. The carriages took off as they headed on their long journey.
Y/n quickly dozed off.
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Y/n opened her eyes to the sight of giant green eyes and yelped a little.
"Lady Y/n! You finally woke up!" Kal was apparently trying to wake her up. Y/n took a minute to register where she was. The carriage had stopped in front of a huge mansion. Y/n gasped, "How in the world- How did they- Hooooowwwwwwhhhhhaaaattt??" She stuttered.
"Y/n! We bought this mansion before you were born, but there sorta was a war, so we had to go to France," her father ran out to her.
"Milady," a small house elf tugged on her shirt, "Let me show you around."
Y/n nodded and went after the elf.
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Y/n was now fully acquainted with the house, she'd made a mental map, the first way around. She flopped on her bed, and looked at the ceiling. Another day finished. A lot to go...
Y/n had heard of a school called Hogwarts for Witchcraft and Wizardry, somewhere around, and dreamt of it as she slowly drifted off to sleep.
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A/n: Sorry if this is boring. I'm still getting into the swing of it. I promise to try and make everything more exciting. Please comment for any improvements. I will try to update weekly. It is not a guarantee, though. Have a nice day.
Love y'all,
Cherri
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