Newt Scamanders daughter has a lot to live up to. She plans to work as hard as she can to live up to her father. Falling in love was not supposed to be in the cards.
(Y/N) sat at the breakfast table in late August. Her father Newt was reading the paper and her mother Tina was making coffee. (Y/N) was looking absentmindedly out the window when an owl swooped down and handed her father a letter.
"(Y/N) it looks like the list for your third year is out" my father said after opening the letter and handing it to me.
"Thats wonderful dear how about we go collect your school things tomorrow?" My mother asked.
I smiled at them letting them know it was ok with me. To be honest I wasn't looking forward to going back. I didn't have any friends and all the teachers expected me to be like my father. I studied all the time just to say at the top like I was expected to be. It was tedious. I made a vow that right then and there. This year would be different for sure.
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We and my parents walked into diagon alley and began our shopping. Mom split off to get extra parchment and quills while me and my dad walked to get the books I would need. While we where in the shop my father was in an intense conversation with the shop owner who had recognized my father from his books.
I walked about the shop looking for extra books I might like to read when I had time. I picked up a book on bowtruckes and smiled at it. I glanced over at my father who still had pickett in his pocket and smiled at him.
We payed for the books and walked out of the shop. The last thing we needed to do was get my robes resized. I walked into the shop with the money my parents gave me to pay and sat next to a boy with raven black hair and glasses.
"Hello" the boy said.
"Hello! I'm (Y/N) and you are?" I asked sticking out my hand for him to shake.
"Harry" the boy now known as Harry replied taking my hand.
I noticed that Harry was looking about the shop with wonder.
"New to the wizard world?" I asked hoping not to offend him.
"You have no idea" he said.
"Then consider me your tour guide! I have know about all of this since I was born and I'm in my third year at Hogwarts.
The boy seemed to sigh in relief as if he had found a person that spoke English in a foreign country.
"Can you tell me about blood status?" Harry asked.
"Why would you want to know about that?"
"There was a boy in here earlier saying something about blood status"
"There are three groups of blood in the wizard world. Pure blood that means they where born of only wizard blood. Then half blood a mix between Muggle born and pure blood. Then there is muggle born all muggle families. Make sense?"
After a moment Harry nodded. We talked for a moment more before he asked about Hogwarts.
"What is a hufflepuff?"
"It's one of the houses at school." I explained
He nodded as I explained the four houses and that my father was a brave hufflepuff when Harry said the boy had said something bad about them.
"What house are you in?"
"Gryffindor"
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