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          STANDING there on the grass, I gazed up in confusion at the castle, and its surroundings

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          STANDING there on the grass, I gazed up in confusion at the castle, and its surroundings. It was the middle of Summer break, so what in the wizarding world am I doing here, and why does Hogwarts look so different. The trees and rocks around me were scattered about differently, and it looked as though new wings had been built to extend the castle. Not only that, but there were students running about and laying on the grass near the Black Lake. Students! In the middle of the holidays...

"Who are ye an' what're ye doin' 'ere?" I heard a new voice say from behind me, causing me to startle. I immediately turned around and became slightly frightened but also surprised to see an... extremely tall man with long hair and a curly beard towering over me. I have definitely never seen him before.

"Actually, the real question is is who are you? I've never seen you before in my life, and for your information, I go to school here. So, what is your name, may I ask?" I demanded confidently, even though I was much skinnier and smaller than him. I was surprised when all he did in reply was chuckle.

"Ye must be one 'o those rich purebloods by the sound 'o it. I've worked 'ere for o'er 30 years now young mam', and I do not recall seein' you 'round 'ere. Are ye a transfer?" The man asked rather kindly. No, I am not going to be fooled by a delusional intruder who's pretending that he works at Hogwarts.

"Look, first of all, I am most certainly not an arrogant pureblood for your information! I actually happen to be a muggleborn. Just because I speak properly unlike... you... does not mean that muggleborns aren't brought up and educated properly!" I snapped at him, and he seemed startled. "No, I am not a transfer! I happen to be a highly trained Gryffindor seeker for my team, and a prefect, along with my best friend Tom Riddle, who also happens to attend this school!" I crossed my arms in frustration and frowned at him.

However, the man did not shout back, or look the slightest bit cross. Instead, he showed a look of worry, surprise, and fear. "If ye would follo' me young miss. I need to get ye to Professor Dumbledore." My eyes immediately widened as I rushed after him up the hill, struggling to keep up with his pace.

"Whatever is the matter? Why do you look so worried, and how do you know about Professor Dumbledore? Also, would you care to explain to me why in Merlin's name is this place busy with students, when it's the middle of the Summer holiday? Plus, you haven't even introduced yourself!" I demanded as the strange man and I entered the courtyard. Everything looked so different. It was freaking me out.

"Who did ye say ya friend was young mam'?" He asked, completely ignoring all of my vital questions. How rude. As soon as my mother hears about this back at Liddel Manor, she will be having words with Headmaster Dippet for sure. But then I became confused. Why did this tall man seem so worried about my friend? Wait, maybe they've found out about his...

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