Andréa Labonair Mikaelson, a 15-year-old young woman with the attitude of her dad. She was sent to Hogwarts instead of The Salvatore School when she was eleven.

Killua gazes down to the perfect view of York New city through the glass barrier. It's a peaceful day like none other. However, something seems to bother him-the fact that there's a stranger next to him that keeps him flooded with their random questions and frankly, he really doesn't seem to like it. a/n: just your average slice of life and romance fanfic with no rivals whatsoever