The end and beginnings

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So I'm still trying to figuring ships for this story.

"Unhand my daughter sir," Carter Solomon says, his tone chilling.

The park ranger freezes and keeps his hold on her wrist. Professor Holden and Headmaster Franklin step forward.

"Now what's going on here," the Headmaster asks with a dangerous smile.

Meanwhile at Hogwarts Harry, Hermione and Ron are resting in the Gryffindor Common Room. When a silvery owl flies in. Settling on the edge of the table it holds out it's leg to Harry. Ron takes a bite from a licorice wand and wipes his mouth on his sleeve.

"Hey, who would be sending you something now Harry," Ron asks.

"Dunno," Harry says taking the letter.

The owl sits and waits. Harry smiles and pulls out an owl treat that it accepts.

"I guess it was told to wait for an answer," Hermione says.

"Guess so," Harry says opening the letter.

"Dear Harry,
This is Kimberley Shebani, Professor McGonagall's goddaughter. I asked her for permission to write you. I know what it's like to lose your parents. I also know how it is when those we see as family let us down. I know this may sound weird since we only met at the holidays but I'm moving to England this summer and am fully versed in non-magical life. So I can help be a sounding board if things with your relatives get rough.

I heard about your fight with the Malfoy boy from my godmother. I know bullies can be a pain but I'm glad you stood up for yourself. This is my owl Bubou. He may be small but he is smart. He can make the flight to Hogwarts from Illvermorny in a day and half according to Godmother. If you want to send your owl we can track the time. Just right the time you send your next letter.

During the summer you can send a letter in the post addressed to the box I set up for any of my non-magical mail. It's address Kimberley Shebatschie, P.O. Box 826, Cardbury Lane, Little Whinnig, Surrey. I wish I could give you our number but I don't know it yet. If you want you can put yours down and I can call you this summer. Also, I can say that if you address a letter to Gringott's with SOS on it they will get it. Please be safe and I know this may be reaching.

Sincerely your aspiring big sister,
Kimberley Phoebe Shebani.

Harry reads the letter to Ron and Hermione. Harry blinks and Ron laughs.

"Sounds like a nutter. Figures she'd be a Hufflepuff," Ron says.

"Did you really meet McGonagall's goddaughter at Christmas. What was she like? I bet she was smart," Hermione asks leaning in and taking the letter.

"Yeah, she was nice. Hermione what do you know about her whole "transfiguration", " Harry asks.

"Well from what I read, the event transformed her from an infant witch girl to a regular boy with no magical signature at all. She started changing back at the end of last year but it must have started before if he I mean she got into Illvermorny. She probably has to take certain potions for her health and as part of returning her body to normal," Hermione says slipping into lecture mode.

"Oh and you should do that mail test. It would be fascinating to know how fast Hedwig would make the trans-Atlantic flight," Hermione says excitedly.

"I bet Hedwig would fly rings around this one," Ron says pointing at Bubou.

Bubou looks at Ron and Scabbers and gives an almost disgusted hoot in response. Harry makes note of it and grabs a spare bit of parchment. Scribbling a note Harry sends the silver owl off. Smiling he turns to Hedwig

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