Sitting down at the Gryffindor table in between Fred and Oliver I met my Uncle's bright bagged eyes. "I would like to introduce Professor R.J Lupin who will be teaching Defense Against the Dark Arts. Good luck Professor." Dumbledore's voice boomed as myself, Harry's and my friends who have met him burst into applaud. Soon we we quietened by our Headmaster who went on to talk about other announcements before starting the feast.
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Soon enough the headmaster stood to make the final announcement before they were sent to our dormitory's, "As you all know at this time we will read the names of prefects, but in this particular year prefects will be in forth, fifth and sixth year allowing those in their final year to focus more on their studies as they have requested." Snape announced the Slytherin prefects followed by Professor Flitwit who announced the six raven claw prefects. Professor Sprout announced the Hufflepuff names including Cedric to which the four of them cheered for. Finally, head of Gryffindor house Professor Mcgonagall stood, the twins and Nat had began talking quietly off topic about the upcoming pranks they intended to pull, not ever dreaming that their names would be called. "Natalia Lily Potter." Fred and George froze as Nat kept on speaking excitedly, both boys cheered immediately, ignoring her friends confusion. The elder witch ignored them and continued reading names including Oliver Woods. "Jeez guys what's with the screaming I was telling you about these Fudges I invented over the summer with my dad and uncles." The pair turned to her in sync and replayed what the animagi just said, "no way," "yes way."
Oliver and Natalia made their way to the Headmaster after everyone had been told to leave as they were new prefects and not the same as last year like the year above them had been. He congratulated them all before giving them instruction on what the role of a prefect meant, they all received badges in their house colors and timetables collating with their night duties to ensure no one snuck out past curfew.
Nat entered the Gryffindor common room with Oliver, meeting the smiling faces of George and Fred, she went past them to her dormitory returning when she was changed into Fred's Quidditch hoodie and some comfortable black leggings tied together with her new muggle trainers purchased recently by her Aunt Marlene. The new prefect bid all three of them a goodnight, as soon as Oliver was out of sight Nat pulled out a blank piece of parchment, "M'ylady." George spoke nodding down to the parchment, "I solemnly swear that I am up to no good." she spoke reveling the Marauders map which had been a gift from her Father and Uncles in her first Year along with her grandfathers invisibility cloak which was hidden away until a desperate need for it. The three of them searched the map for any sign of prefects before sneaking out, heading south of the castle. They arrived in the dueling room which was used vaguely the previous year, the trio headed the the furthest corner, both boys lifted up the barley 5'4 girl allowing her the reach a certain brick. Pulling out her wand she tapped it three times allowing the secret door to open just like it had every time they came here since their first year, although they were significantly shorter than so they 11 year old potter had to stand on their shoulders.
As they entered their room Natalia flicked her wand turning on the power allowing the secret door to close behind them. The fire flickered in what looked like a messy version of the Gryffindor common room, the only noticeable difference was the instruments that stood upright in the corner of the room. The trio took one glance at the music set and moved towards it.
In their first year when they found the hidden room ,founded originally by the Marauders, they found the array of instruments that came with it. George fell towards his drums the were engraved with the signature of Moony, Fred on the other hand automatically picked up the guitar which was also engraved with a signature, this one read Padfoot. Finally, Nat ran her hand over the microphone and guitar that both read Prongs. Not one of them ever touched the tambourine in the corner that engraved the name Wormtail after Nat had told them of the betrayal that led to her Aunt Mary's tragic death.
Gently they played not for any purpose but just because the comfort of each other and their instruments brought them piece.
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Natalia Potter
FanficNatalia Potter stives to be what others already perceive her as.