Steve Rogers and harry potter story
Alice Scamander is a lovely Hufflepuff and best friend with the golden trio. After the battle of Hogwarts, she decides to take a break for a while and move to New York but ends up on a huge adventure in the world...
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In a matter of hours, the girl would be reaching her school. Leaning out of the window, she savoured the sensation of the fresh air brushing against her face. Looking to her right, she could see the imposing silhouette of the school building. It felt like she was returning to her second home.
After purchasing chocolate frogs and a selection of small candies with a wide range of flavours from the vendor with the cart, she promptly disembarked from the train.
''Alice.'' A voice called from behind her. Hagrid's kindly face with the familiar grandiose figure emerged from among the smoke to welcome her.
The British woman excitedly dropped her bag on the tarmac and ran into his arms. The giant wrapped his sturdy arms around the latter's torso and lifted her slightly. To him, she was tiny in both weight and height.
''Welcome home.''
''Thank you, Hagrid. I am gland to be back.''
''Let's go inside before you catch a cold. Dinner will be served in a moment. I can't wait to hear your news, it's been days since your last letter.''
So Alice followed the giant into the school. But before she could have lunch with all the teachers, she decided to wander the corridors while there was still some light from the setting sun.
She didn't realize it, but her feet led her to the old classroom where she taught. The orange light of the setting sun entering the room illuminated it. Light unusual for early September. She opened the windows with a flick of her wand to let in fresh air.
She looked at the paintings, at the stairs leading to her apartments. In the classroom, she sat at one of the desks. It was a very special desk. She had sat in it in her school days with Hermione always her companion. She passed her hands over the embossed letters where the names of the two girls were carved.
She reflected on the occasions when she had cast disapproving glances at the boys for their disruptive behaviour or uncontrollable shrieking. Additionally, she reminisced about the unwavering dedication her best friend had shown towards her studies, and how invaluable her assistance had been whenever she encountered difficulties with certain lessons.
''I see your heart belongs in this class.'' She heard a voice behind her. She turned in horror at seeing Professor McGonagall's kindly gaze upon her.
''Professor MacGonagall. It's so nice to see you again.''
''You haven't changed at all, Scamander.'' She said, shaking the young witch's embrace. She took a biscuit from the floating pot of pot flying behind her and offered it to Alice. It was a welcome gift. ''Have a biscuit Scamander.''
The two women were discussing Alice's adventures and heroic deeds in New York.
''It's like a day hasn't passed.'' Said the blonde-haired woman with a smile on her lips and two eyes filled with nostalgia.
