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Your Favorite Gryffindor
Your Favorite Gryffindor
xxxx Coming back to Hogwarts was like a sweet dream breaking through the dark surface of what felt like a never ending nightmare. The summer had seemed to be never ending, and usually that would be a happy feeling for any young adult. It was different however, for one particular blond girl. Charlotte, was a tall blond with bright blue eyes. She wasn't far from beautiful, but she had imperfections like everyone did. The seventeen year old was a seventh year Gryffindor, and oddly enough, one of the best. She specialized in potions and was advanced the most of the other kids in her class. Though she wasn't a nerd, actually far from it. She loved to play pranks more than most, it was the one thing she felt that she always had control over. She had never been pranked herself, many had attempted, but all failed. She was a little bit of a show off, and extremely intimidating. She didn't seem to mind wearing the robes that were required, even though they were highly out of style in her opinion; but she did wear something that wasn't exactly part of the uniform attire. She wore a silver time turner on her at all times. It had been her sixteenth birthday present from her step mother Lauren.
xxxx Now, Charlotte loved the summer like all children did, but this summer had shattered her whole world around her. But this particular summer hadn't been the greatest in her opinion. Her stepmother Lauren had revealed a deep and dark secret, Charlotte found out that her life, literally, had been a lie. She wasn't exactly the person she had always thought she was, and Lauren wanted her to lie about it. One important thing about Charlotte: she doesn't like to lie, or lying in general. She is strongly against it and will gladly tell you the truth; weather you want to hear it or not. It was one of her many quirks, not necessarily a bad quality, but not a very good one either. The blond knows nothing of the term tack and usually gets herself in trouble with her honesty.
xxxx Charlotte looked about the room of wear the feast had been. A sigh placed itself upon her lips, she had blanked out once again, this time she wasn't sure for how long. Only moments ago she had walked through Hogwarts gates and into the grand room where she was oh so excited to watch first years get sorted. Yet, she missed it, not a single moment of the celebration or feast was in her memory. The blond shook her head in dismay, she had only thought of it for a few seconds, she swore. Though the empty walls around her showed her that it wasn't even close to just a few moments ago when everyone had left. If she was lucky it might have only been ten minutes or so ago that the room had emptied. Though she doubted that, it seemed more likely that it had been a half an hour rather than just a few minutes as she hoped. Charlotte got up from her seat at the Gryffindor table, taking a quick second to glance up and down it, seeing if there were any signs of food. When she spotted a lovely muffin delicate she quickly snatched it up and took a huge bite of it. She savored the taste in her mouth, how she loved food.
xxxx Once she had finished her muffin she stalked out of the large room and headed for the hallways. Charlotte wasn't quite sure where she was headed, but she never really knew these days. She walked about the halls, smiling and saying a few 'hellos' to younger students, but she had yet to encounter anyone even remotely close to her age. That was until she spotted two Gryffindor girl's she had remembered from dorming with. One was a pretty dark haired girl that she remotely remembered her name as Dianna. The other was a blond, she was, in Charlotte's opinion, prettier, not that it mattered really. Her name was Mckinley, and Charlotte vaguely remembered having an in-depth conversation about werewolves. She wasn't quite sure how it had come up in conversation, but it didn't bug her either way. It was probably when Charlotte went through her loud stage of 'Werewolves are people too' when they had a debate in one of her classes. Though the fact wasn't really important. As she headed towards them.The Gryffindor girls were Quiddich players, a sport Charlotte preferred to watch then play. She smiled a bit and waved at them, though it was a bit awkward. She had never had a conversation with the dark haired one, unless she had asked her for the answer to a question at one point in time. Though she wasn't quite exactly sure. She then noticed the cute blonde male that was with them. However he was a Hufflepuff, which meant she most likely didn't know him very well either.
xxxxThroughout her many years in Hogwarts Charlotte had only had two real friends. Both happened to be a year older than her. Both happened to be boys. Both happened to be Gryffindor pranksters. Both happened to be gone this year. The blond girl wasn't really sure how she felt about it, she had never faced a day in Hogwarts without them. Maybe that's why this year was so different, other than knowing she wasn't who she really was, and the fact she was lying about it. But when she had first stepped into Hogwarts the boys had made her a part of their crew. They claimed that she was something special and she had guts. Which were both correct accusations. The three of them grew into a happy family at Hogwarts. It was like they were part of a secret organization, even though Charlotte usually got them in a lot of trouble because she wouldn't lie about anything they did. Nonetheless they were like siblings, always forgiving, and always planning ways to prank each other. Even though Charlotte beat them both when it came to that. Now that Charlotte didn't have her little possy, she realized she was more alone than any of the first years would be. She didn't have any friends other than Matthew and Lawrence, and neither of them would be here for her. So despite how awkward it would seem she would try to push into conversation and become friends with the two Gryffindor girls. When she finally reached them she smiled, and realized she hadn't thought of anything to say. So she said what she thought any teenage girl would say. The truth.
xxxx"Hello, my name's Charlotte, and um..." She itched the side of her face lightly, feeling a bit embarrassed, something she rarely felt, though she never needed too. "I don't' have any friends, so would you mind being my friend?" the words hung awkwardly in the air as she looked at the other blond girl. She seemed like the friendliest out of the group.
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