Chapter 19

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"It has to be him!" Hermione was saying. Ron nodded along through a mouthful of chicken.

We were sitting in the school cafeteria for lunch. The table by the window near the front of the room had quickly become our usual place to sit. All around us, people were talking and laughing, oblivious to the group of witches and wizards im their midst.

"You don't see a lot of guys named Scamander anyway," Neville said, nodding his head in agreement. Luna joined in.

"It does look like it." She was looking down at the screen of her phone. In the past few days, we had all decided to do our best to be as normal as possible. Getting phones had been part of that. They were great once you got the hang of it and Harry had helped me download a bunch of games and music so I was starting to really like the small muggle device. He had introduced me to a muggle band called Coldplay and I had since listen to all of their songs on repeat.

Luna smiled after a minute. "He says he has history after lunch."

"You guys exchanged phone numbers?" Hermione raised an eyebrow. Luna flushed a deep shade of pink and nodded.

"Nice," I commented. "That's great, Luna. He seems nice."

She muttered something about it only being the first they'd talked. I smiled and looked around the room for Rolf. He was sitting at the table in the centre of the room with all the other guys from the football team. There were girls there too. I hadn't seen them before so I figured they were the cheerleaders who had gone with the team for the tournament. They all wore the same white and purple uniform.

Harry took a sip from his soda and looked over at the same table. "I don't get what he's doing here. As far I know his great grandfather was from England."

"Maybe his dad moved here or something," Ron suggested. Harry was about to say something when a girl with light brown hair tapped Neville on the shoulder. She was one of the cheerleaders judging from her uniform.

"Excuse me," she said. "You're new here, right?"

"Is it still obvious?" Neville joked through a mouthful of food.

"Kinda," she smiled. "Anyways I'm Lacey."

"Er hi, Lacey," he mumbled and she flashed him a bright smile.

"We're having a party this Friday at Jake's house and it'd be cool if you guys could come." She looked at all of us expectantly. A party sounded good actually. We hadn't been to any ever since we had gotten here and I was missing the ones we had in the Gryffindor common room. Neville looked over at us before answering.

"Sure, we'll be there."

"Awesome," she grinned and started to walk away. "Well i'll see you around." She flipped her long brown hair over one shoulder and sat down at her table. It was loud and everyone seemed to be deep in conversation. It reminded me of the Gryffindor table but I pushed that thought out of my head. We were here to find Harry's sister.

So far we hadn't had any luck though. All we knew was that her first name was Kara. I was almost sure she would look a little like Harry so it wouldn't be that hard, but then again, a lot of girls could have emerald green eyes and dark hair. We needed to look closely.

"Maybe she'll be at the party," Harry spoke for the first time since lunch had started.

"If she is, we need to prepared," Hermione said thoughtfully. "Professor McGonnagal said we need to get her to trust us before telling her anything."

I nodded in agreement. We couldn't just walk up to her and tell her everything. We had to find away to get close to her.

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That day as I was getting ready to change into my gym clothes, I couldn't help overhearing a conversation about the party at Jake's house on Friday. Apparently it was some big party to celebrate the team bringing back the trophy. Hermione had already left the locker rooms and I was just about to leave when a tall girl with blonde hair stepped into my path.

"You hang around that Harry Potter guy right?" I had never seen her before in my life. She had her hair pulled back in a ponytail and her blue eyes were narrowed at me.

"Er, yeah," I told her. "I'm his girlfriend." What? She was tall and blonde and beautiful and asked if I hung around Harry. I wasn't taking any chances.

"That's nice," she commented and I silently began to wonder if there was a point to this conversation. That was until she said, "I'm Veronica Hunt."

And then the icy blue eyes looked only too familiar.

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A/N
I'm working on an update schedule i promise! I'm serious about continuing the story though. Hey did anyone guess why she looks familiar? I'm sorry if there were any typos. I'll proofread this. Please comment on vote guys. That really helps me write better xD

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