Elizabeth's POV:
I blinked open my eyes. A man sat in a chair next to my bed, his head plopped on a table. I picked up his head. "Holy Harry Potter!" I was met with the face of a snoring Harry Potter. Voices came from the door. I dropped his head bolting across the room.
I hide beneath a bed as the group entered. A red haired women shook him. "Harry! Harry get up!"
He woke up putting on his glasses.
"Where'd she go?" She demanded.
I ceased the moment of distraction to slide out the door. "Clever kid." He laughed. I bolted down the hall. Away from the crowd. Away from the chaos. Away from anything they could've said. I'm having a nightmare and all I want is for Delilah to wake me up and it'll all be over.
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ONE: Welcome to Hogwarts
FanfictionHogwarts. The school of witch craft and wizardry. There would be no connection to a muggle. Right? Then where'd the letter come from?
