"It's him, it's always been him."
Ophelia Anderson is a new student attending hogwarts school of witchcraft and wizardry in 1991 meeting two boys and a bushy haired girl on the train completely changing her life. The four or most commonly known as...
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Ophelia sits on her bed in one of the guest rooms in the Burrow, she has stayed there most of the summer holidays after what happened. She had gone to visit her aunt and uncle a few times as-well.
"Mum!" Ginny shouts from down-stairs with an excited tone in her voice.
"Ginny, what is it?" Molly furrows her brows from about 3 floors up, Ophelia steps out of her room to see what the two where on about.
"I was only wondering when Harry got here," Ophelia furrows her brows and stops for a minute.
"What? Harry? Harry who?"
"Harry Potter of course."
"I think I'd know if Harry Potter was in my house wouldn't I?"
"But, his trunk is in the kitchen, and his owl!" Ginny sort of jumps up and down.
"I seriously doubt that,"
"Harry did someone say Harry?" Ron rushes out of his bedroom.
"Me nosey, is he up there with you?"
"Course not, I think I'd know if my best friend was in my room wouldn't I?" He rolls his eyes.
"Is that an Owl I heard?" Hermione perches up her head in the news of Harry.
"You haven't seen him have you? Apparently he's wondering about the house."
"Really?"
"Really." Harry laughs from the kitchen, Ophelia rushes down the stairs and hugs Harry tightly after Ginny.
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"So when did you get here?" Harry turns his head to Hermione after the four sit in silence for a bit.
"A few days ago, though for a while I wasn't sure I was coming."
"Mum sort of lost it last week, said Ginny and I had no business going back to Hogwarts, she even questioned Ophelia going back too."
Ophelia nods at the red-head, "Oh come on," Harry whines.
"She's not alone. Even my parents, they're muggles know something bad is happening,"
"Anyway, Dad stepped in and told us she was barmy and took a few days but she came around."
"This is Hogwarts we're talking about, it's Dumbledoor, what could be safer?" Harry holds his hands up in defence of his three best friends.
"There's been alot of talk recently, that, Dumbledoor's got a bit old..." Ophelia states and tilts her head to the side.
"Rubbish! What, he's only- What is he?"
"150? Give or take a few years," Ron says as the four start to laugh, Ophelia puts her head in her hands.
