It was a stormy afternoon when in the long hallway filled with fire places in the Ministry of Magic the international fire place lit up green flames and a 17-year-old girl with long black hair tied in a ponytail, a scar running down her left eye stepped out of the fire place. She wore muggle clothes of dark blue skinny jeans with black boots, a black t-shirt with a leather jacket.
Now normally the international fire place doesn't attract too much attention because people come and go all the time. Though the major differences were that they always wore wizard robes and were adults so when a girl appeared out of the fire place everyone that was standing in the hall stopped what they were doing and stared at the girl.
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The Heir
FanfictionTaking place in Harry's 7th year with Voldemort and Dumbledore still alive Hogwarts is starting a new program of having a student from the Wizarding World in the States spend a year at Hogwarts and see the difference between both Wizarding Worlds. P...
