My eyes snap open as they do every morning to the saud of my dragon roar alarm clock. I shut it off and sit up. I stretch my arms and yawn, running my fingers through my raven black, tangled hair. I lower my arms and blindly reach for my glasses. "Come on..." I said in my heavy accent. "Ha!" I smiled and pulled my black rimmed circular specticals on my nose. Bright, harsh green acidy eyes bored through the glass. I swung my legs over the edge of my hard bed and stood up. No, I am not Harry Potter. I am Haily Scoo. Ok, I have no idea why I look like a female Harry... Honestly. I smiled and looked in the mirror. I was a tall, scrawney girl with knobbly knees and a unusual shape on my forehead. I asked my fosters why it was there, but they never talked to me anyway. I stripped off my quittage pj's and put on my morron sweater. I jumped into my bright blue jeans and threw a cloak over my shoulders. I slipped on my trainers and ran out to the stairs. "Breakfast!" I called as I slid down the railing and landed on my feet lightly. I jogged into the kitchen as sat at my place at the tabel. "This looks wicked!" I said as my foster mum set my plate infront of me. Pancakes! Scrumptious! Today I would go back to my true home. Hogwarts. I never knew why, maybe it was Harry. Just somthing abot him... I shook him out of my mind and started to chow down on my breakfast. My foster mum and da were muggles, so they never spoke a word to me. My foster mum had blond hair tied in a bun today. She wore a white blouse and blue jeans. Her eyes were a beautiful athamust. My foster da had brown, cowlicked hair and brown eyes. He wore a black tee shirt and dark blue jeans. I pushed my empty plate away and jogged back up to my room. "That was good..." I said as I went. I turned on my radio and a muggle song came on. I bobbed my head and sang along. "Someone once told me the world was gunna roll me, I aint the sharpest tool in the shed." As I sang, I packed my trunk and prepared my snowy owl, Lacrosse, for the ride. "She was lookin' kinda dumb with her finga and her thumb in the shape of an L on her forehead, oh."I slid into the bathroom and made a failed attemp to tame my hair. I laughed and turned on the shower head. I threw off my clothes and jumped into the warm mist. "Hey now, your an all star, get the game on, go play. Hey now, your a rock star, get the show on, get paid!" I scrubbed my hair with Head 'N Shoulders. "It's a cool place, they say it gets colda." I sang as I rinsed my hair. I started to whistle as I turned off the mist. I jumped out and dried off. I put my clothes back on and reached for my blue toothbrush and my Crest toothpaste. I squeezed a bit on and started to brush my teeth. When I was all finished I grabbed my bewitched hairdrier, courtest of my friends Fred and George, and pointed it at my hair, I turned it on. In a split second my hair was dry. I ran out of the bathroom, grabbed my trunk and Lacrosse and ran down the stairs. My fosters had a blue mini van, plenty of room for my heavy trunk. I swung it in and jumped in the back seat. "To Hogwarts I go back, to Hogwarts I go back! Hi-Ho the snitch let go to Hogwarts I will go!" I sang as we arrived at the station. I grabbed all my things, waved goodbye to my fosters, and wheeled onto the platform. "Harry! Ron! Hermione!" I called as they came into view. My three friends looked at me and smiled. "Haily!" They called. I twirled around and pulled a shopping bag off my trolly. "Got you all somthing!" I said gleefully. I pulled out a cloak clasp shaped like a flying snitch and handed it to Harry. I pulled out a card collectors guide book and handed it to Ron. Then I pulled out a transfiguration encyclopedia, #17, and handed it to Hermione. Hermione squeeked. "This completes my collection! Thanks Haily!" The others nodded. I saw Harry smile out of the corner of my eye and I got that feeling in the pit of my stomach again. "Better get on the train." Ron said, stareing at the guide that I knew would be his bible from now on. "Yeah, c'mon guys." I said, leading them onto the train. Well, this would be a good year. %%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%
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