"So I've never seen you at school. Do you go to Beaxbatons?" "Beaxbatons?" I scrunched my face in confusion, "Where is that?" "You don't know Beaxbatons?" He queried, returning my confused expression, "So you go to Durmstrang? I never would have pegged you as a Durmstrang girl." "Beaxbatons? Durmstrang? What on Earth are you talking about? I go to a private school in London called Roslynad Academy..." I stopped short to look at him. A bewildered look had suddenly crossed his face, and I had no idea why.All Rights Reserved