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As Angelica began packing her bag, the feeling of excitement began to feel all too familiar, packing way too early, dreaming about the amazing time she was going to have, it almost felt like she was just a little girl again. This had definitely been the best birthday yet, she had never gotten so many gifts in her life. She packed the few clothes she had, happy that she was given lots of money to go on a shopping spree, maybe she could make a friend or two to go with.
But most of all, she couldn't wait to see Draco. She missed him so dearly ever since the moment they left each others arms all those years ago. He made Hogwarts sound amazing, like the best place on earth. She thought about what to wear since she was to leave to go later today, so that her sorting ceremony would be held in private. Angelica searched her draws for her camera, she took photos of all her adventures on there, well, as far as her adventures go. She tucked it away safely in her new bag and decided to get dressed. She wore a short black mini skirt, paired with a white baggy thin jumper with a black belt.
She straightened her black hair and put a small amount of makeup on. She slipped on her brand new shoes and put her trainers in her suitcase. Almost finished. She put her brand new journal in her suitcase and her current one in her handbag. Once she finished packing absolutely everything she had, she was ready to go.
"I'm ready!" She called happily as she saw her aunt and uncle sat at the table. "Good, we have called you a cab. We love you Angelica." Narcissa, said her face not even turning to look at the dark haired girl. She didn't reply, instead, she walked out to see a car waiting for her.
Once she got to the station, Angelica saw other possible students, what looked like an army of gingers. She swiftly walked up to them, tapping who looked like their mother on the shoulder.
"Hello, I'm looking for platform 9 and 3/4, could you help me?" She said with a smile. Her first interaction with the outside world in three whole years. "oh, sweetheart? Are you new?" The lady asked. Angelica nodded shyly, she looked over to see four red headed children looking her way. "well my name is Molly Weasley, these are my children: Ron, Ginny, Fred and George." She said gesturing to the four children in front of her. Angelica couldn't keep up at who she was pointing to, so instead she nodded happily. "Hi, my names Angelica Lestrange." Angelica looked at the family's faces turn pale.
'oh no, did I say something wrong?' she thought to herself. "Lestrange? Oh uhm, how unique." Mrs Weasley replied to the girl, attempting to cut through the tension that suddenly entered the air. "I'm assuming your early so that you can get settled in?" She queried at the dark haired girl. "Yes, and also to do my sorting privately, assuming that ill get Slytherin." The girl said with an innocent smile.
"How old are you sweetheart?" Mrs Weasley asked, as she rushed her oldest twins into the wall. "I turned thirteen recently actually" Angelica replied. "oh good! Your in Ron's year!" Mrs Weasley smiled, gesturing towards her youngest son who stood awkwardly behind her. "If you have no one to sit with, I'm sure him and his friends will accommodate you, right Ron?" Mrs Weasley smiled, looking over at her son. "oh uh, yeah sure." He said with an almost scared face.
