Gabrielle Lupin (Remus Lupin's Daughter) Book Two

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"She's cute, no she's cute. Ugh this is so hard I can't decide"

"We've been here for over an hour please just pick an owl" Dad sighs

I look at the grey owl and blue eyes then I immediately smile. "I want her"

"Finally"

"I'll name her Misty"

"Thank god we left the owl till last"

"Stop moaning Dad this is a happy day"

If you haven't already guessed we are shopping for Hogwarts, I was so excited when I got my letter although it Dad found it very amusing.

*flashback*

I wake up from my amazing dream of being the princess in the land of ducks to find two eyes looking at me.

"Daddy, there's an owl looking at me funny"

I call as I look at the owl that's perched on my chest looking at me

"He has a letter little one, it's probably for you" he chuckles at my scared face and takes the letter "see, it's for you"

I take it off him and look at it

Miss G Lupin,
2nd bedroom to the left
Cornwall

I look at the back and see that all too familiar red wax seal so I quickly open the letter and scan the letter

Dear Miss Lupin,

We are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted at . Please find enclosed a list of all necessary books and equipment.

Term begins on 1st September. We await your owl by no later than 31st July.

Yours sincerely,

Minerva McGonagall

Deputy Headmistress

"I got accepted" I cheer

The owl finally leaves and I run around the room cheering as Dad laughs at the whole owl situation

*End of Flashback*

"Will you miss me not being in your chambers?"

"Yes, but you're always welcome to come back"

Oh Hogwarts have been let's say hectic? Harry Potter, Dad's best friend son also the famous boy who lived came to Hogwarts. For some reason Dumbledore decided to get another DADA teacher to work alongside Dad, turned out to be a very bad idea for the last two years. Professor Quirrel turned out to have the dark lord ki I under his turban. Lockhart was just a fake horrible man who had Karma come right back at him. So now this year Dumbledore decided to go back to just having Dad working by himself with no help from other professors who'll turn out to be mad.