The voice called out sternly. I turned to see a man I instantly recognized as- "Lucious Malfoy." I said putting on a fake smile though disgust was clearly evident in my voice. "Fancy seeing you here, with the--" he looked at Hagrid and snarled,"Low blood." I smiled even wider in him towards him. "What's wrong with being half- blooded, huh? Most of your "workers" are half- blooded yet you seem to be so loyal towards them." I snared back. "And just what is that supposed to mean?!" He snapped. I giggled. "Oh, I think you know." My green eyes twinkled at this, time for a little mischief. "Father, what is she talking about?" Draco said sneering at me, even though this is my first year at Hogwarts I've had many encounters with the spoiled brat. "Oh ya know, I'm just saying silly none sense. I mean I'm a 13 year old girl. That's all I say, right?" I said skipping past them toward Olivander as he shakily held out a wand. "Here try this." Ok I said. As I touched it. My whole body felt amazing the grip was perfect, the way it felt against my olive pale skin. It was perfect. "I- It can be. Th- That m- means--" "yup. There's a new Potter in town and she says peace!" I did the peace sign as I handed him the money and walked out the door skipping to buy my robe. "I'm sorry about her." Hagrid said waving a small good bye.
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Forgotten (A Harry Pottter story)
مغامرةGrace was always in the dust. Left to fend for her own for years and years to come after Lily and James died. Even though she's semi- Strong. She'll admit... It was hard, but it's harder when wizards and muffles find out she's Harry's younger sister...
