Daughter of a Criminal

The Boy in the Window

Anastasia Black hated her last name. It was tied to her stupid pure blood family and Ann hated He ruined her life. At least at Hogwarts her father wouldn't matter. And a good first year was all Ann needed. Her uncle called her down.
"Oh Anastasia", her uncle called down
"Yes uncle Mason?", Ann said pushing open her door and walking down the stairs
"Are you ready?", Her uncle said smiling
"Yeah I guess",
"Well then come along we're going to miss the train", he said smiling
"Ok coming", Ann said grabbing her trunk and putting it in the back
They got into the convertible and drove to Privet Dr.
"Why are here?", Ann asked confused
"Why to grab Harry Potter of course",
"Harry Potter?," Ann asked as her uncle got out of the car.
"Yes now hurry up", said her uncle walking over and knocking on the door
Ann hurried after her and almost tripped. When she caught her balance she looked up and saw a boy with messy black hair glasses and bright green eyes staring down at her. She smiled and looked up at him waving. He looked around as though he was scared. And then waved back. How strange, Ann thought. Before realizing with a start that was Harry Potter himself. The door opened revealing a board man who resembled a walrus with his little mustache and round face.
"What do you want?", he asked annoyed
"I'm here for Harry sir", Mason said calmly
"You can't mea-", The big guy stuttered
"Why do I in fact mean Harry Potter", he said walking in pushing the man aside. Ann followed quickly not wanting to miss a single second. Ann looked around at all the photos, and realized Harry was absent from all of them. Ann thought this strange but it wasn't her place to talk so she just stood and waited as her uncle explained everything to Harry's uncle. Or Veron as he had told them before they had entered. Veron kept shaking his head. Mason looked over at his niece and winked. Ann may have been surprised but she knew what she had to do. Ann snuck away as Mason kept distracting Veron. She walked up the stairs and leaned on one of the doors. It opened, making her fall down. Above stood the boy from the window. He was very skinny and his glasses were being kept together by tape.
"Hello there", she said, getting up and dusting herself off.
"Sorry 'bout that:, he mumbled
"So are you Harry Potter then?", Ann asked knowing time was of the essence
"Um..yes", he shrugged
"I'm Anastasia Maria St. Claire Black, though my friends call my Ann", Ann said holding out her hand
"Nice to meet you",
"The pleasure's mine", she said walking past him
"What are you doing here?", he asked
"Why me and my uncle are here to take to platform 9 and 3/2"
"Your also a wizard?",
"I'm technically a witch", She said
"Really?", he asked
"Yes,"she said, pointing at his glasses with her wand and casting a spell. The glasses repaired themselves and Harry stood amazed.
"Come on Harry, do you have your trunk packed", he nodded vigorously
Ann explained the plan to Harry. And a few minutes later she was helping him put his trunk in the back of uncle Mason's convertible. Uncle Mason came out and nodded to Harry introducing herself.
"Well then kids get in we don't have all day", he said looking in his rearview mirror. Ann and Harry sat down with his owl sitting between them .
"What's his name?", Ann asked admiring the snowy owls beauty
"Hedwig," he respond smiling
"Oh you're going to love Howgarts Harry '', Ann said smiling. Ann ended up telling him all about the wizarding world and quidditch and how Hogwarts was a great school. And how she'd introduce him to Ron Wesaly, her best friend. Harry listened eagerly, talking about how excited he was to learn magic.