AN: guys I just realized I made Elliot the same age as the twins in the year I'm starting this in (Harrys fourth year). To be honest I don't have a main plot for this book yet so this just hit me like a brick. XD Comment "Pizza" if you actually read this. Carry on. :)
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Elliot and I were walking together through the train corridor when I saw her. My heart felt like it was stopping when I saw that we looked nothing alike, but I could feel that it was her, Hermione. Her hair was a light caramel color, it was wavy, frizzy and ending just below her shoulders. Mine was wavy, dark, and ended near m lower back. Our faces were different and as for eyes, I had bright grayish-blueish eyes while hers were a light hazel. I wondered if I was wrong or maybe in some other world, in some other time, my dream was what should have happened. I keep saying that maybe, just maybe, somehow I got another chance, but that's the only thing I can think of to explain this. I guess I stared to long because she started walking toward me. "Hi, are you two the transfer students? We heard about you!" She says kindly. Elliot answered for us, "Yeah, from America, I am Elliot, this is Eva." He says politely. She smiles and shakes his hand, and then mine. "I'm Hermione Granger and it is a pleasure to meet you. If you have any questions you can come to me." She smiles and goes back to Harry and Ron, or atleast I think that is there names. I hoped that the dream names are correct. Elliot left me to go find someone to hang out with other than me. I went to an empty seat and sat down. This is going to be a long ride.Also, I haven't gone much into Eva's personality yet but I am trying to decide whether I want her the opposite as book one or the same. Comment suggestions?
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This Is Who I Really Am
FanfictionEvangeline Granger lives her life in a whole new way. Book 2 of That's Not Who I Am