Phoenix's POV:
I've been at Hogwarts for 2 weeks now! I love it here! I'm finally happy! I've even started to call Dumbledore, DAD!! I think I might fit in here! :D I'm not the sad little Phoenix anymore I'm the cheeky, funny Phoenix. Dad said it's Hogwarts, bring out the real you. I love the real me. I can't wait for tomorrow! Tomorrow is the day my life changes! Tomorrow is the day I start wizarding school!! :D
....The next day....
Normal POV:
Phoenix had been apparted onto the train, so no one got suspicious. She was waiting in an empty conpartment when a girl came in with a ginger haired boy and a boy with struffy black hair and glasses. They smiled at Phoenix and the girl (Hermione) spoke.
"Hi, you mind? Everywhere else is full!"
"No not at all" Phoenix repiled.
"ain't seen you around anywhere? First year?"The Ginger boy asked rudly.
Phoenix shoke her head.
"Second actually!"
"ah.. house?" The girl asked.
"I dunno. I'm new, to the whole magic thing really, something happened and i never got my letter till his summer. "
"oh okay! I'm Hermione Granger, you are?"
"Phoenix!"
"Phoenix..?"
"Just Phoenix, I've never had a second name, in care!"
Phoenix didn't looked happy, Hermione had given her a sympathitic look, Phoenix hates sympathy thinks she doesn't need it.
"right.. boys!"
"ohh.. yeah Ron, Ron Weasley." the gingger boy spoke.
"Hi!"
"Harry Harry Potter" the other muttered he loooked shocked.
Phoenix smiled at her new, Gryffindor friends as they sat down and chatted fro the rest of the journey, Harry remained slient.
Harry's POV:
The girl looked familiar. She had my eyes! I can't stop thinking. I dunno what there even talking bout. Before I knew it we were at Hogwarts, let the sorting being.
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Sorry I missed the flying car, seemed better if she met Ron and Harry! xxx
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