Eleanor Wright was 13 years old when she learned that she was a witch. She had no family, no friends no one. Still, that didn't stop a bearded man that spoke in riddles from appearing in her hospital room, the day after a terrible incident. Wright didn't know what this meant, but "it" would irrevocably change her life for better or worse. Because she was now enrolled at Hogwarts for her very first year and it would not be a calm one - seeing as anyone could tell you that being in the same class as Harry Potter was anything but relaxing... Lies, revelations and betrayals all are coming. After all, they do say that the truth has a funny way of always coming out in the end. ... A rewrite of my first Fanfiction! *standalone*
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