Cassia Potter, Harry's twin sister, has been waiting for the day to leave Privet Drive, eager to explore the world. She gets her wish when two letters arrive in the post addressed to her and Harry. They soon are whisked off to Hogwarts to learn magi...
The next morning, Cassia, Lily, and Sally-Anne made their way to the Great Hall.
"Cassy!" Harry shouted. He and Ron looked tired and Cassia thought that maybe he was just excited to be made the youngest Seeker in a century.
"What?" she asked.
Sally-Anne and Lily headed inside the Great Hall.
"There's a three-headed dog in the out of bounds corridor," said Harry.
"What?" replied Cassia. "That's the most...terrible joke I ever heard."
"I'm not lying," said Harry. "Ron, Hermione, Neville, and I all saw it. Hermione reckons that it was standing on a trapdoor."
Cassia looked at him. "So it must be guarding something. But what would it be?"
"I think it had something to do with that package that Hagrid took out on our birthday," Harry said.
"Brilliant," said Cassia. "Hogwarts is the safest place, so I can see hiding something here."
"But the question is," Ron said, "What is it? It has to be something really powerful or really dangerous."
"I'll think about it while I eat," said Cassia, heading into the Great Hall. She went and sat down next to Lily, across from Sally-Anne. She told them about her conversation with Harry.
"So, why put something dangerous here?" Sally-Anne asked. "Why not put it somewhere where there's not a bunch of students running around?"
Cassia shrugged, "I figure that it's best not to question what's going on in the school."
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All throughout the classes, Cassia was excited to start Quidditch training. So when Tamsin said to come down to the Quidditch pitch, it took all control for Cassia to not run down to the Quidditch pitch.
There was six members standing on the Quidditch pitch with a large wooden crate.
Tamsin handed Cassia a broomstick. "Potter, this is Heidi Macavoy, the other Chaser." She pointing to a light brown haired girl. She pointed to a dark-brown haired girl, "That's Maxine O'Flaherty." She pointed to a dark-skinned boy, "That's Anthony Rickett. They're the Beaters." She pointed to another light-brown haired boy, "That's Herbert Fleet. He's the Keeper." She motioned to a dark-haired boy, "That's Cedric Diggory, he's the Seeker." They looked to be in their third or fourth years, except for Tamsin.
Cassia nodded at each of them, in greeting.
"Now, there's three Chasers on the team. Macavoy and I are the Chasers. You're the third Chaser." She walked over and open the crate. She picked up a red ball. It looked to be able twelves inches in diameter and looked to be made out of leather. She threw it to Cassia, who caught it. "The Chasers throw the Quaffle to each other and try to get it through one of the hoops to score a goal. Ten points every time the Quaffle goes through one of the hoops. Got it?"
