Wizarding Week

Louise has always dreamt of going somewhere completely new, and when her school organises an exchange with a mysterious school called Hogwarts, it's her perfect moment. Louise doesn't realise the magic behind the doors of Hogwarts, and maybe, just maybe, she might even fit in with the people there more.


13. The Confession.

Harry noticed that there was something wrong with me immediately, but decided against asking me. I was quite grateful that he did this, because I didn't feel like explaining my situation right now. The Gryffindor table was packed now, full of kids eating their breakfast, I could see Hermione still sat opposite Ron, she was giving him a lecture about something, and he was eating, not really paying attention. I smiled to myself, one day, they will realise how perfect they are for one another.

It was good that was telling Dumbledore about my powers now, because I was due to leave in a few days, and I couldn't be sent away from here, this place was becoming my home, even if Draco was here.

Harry squeezed my shoulder, "You ready?" He gave me a small smile, I could see the pity he had for me in his eyes, which made me feel even worse.

I nodded my head, giving him a proper smile, it was sort of to try and convince him that I was okay, but I doubt he bought it, "Yeah, I am."

The walk to Dumbledore's office didn't take long, and at first, I didn't realise it even was his office, I thought it was just a statue until Harry said the words, "Sherbet lemon." and the stone statue started to turn into a staircase.

Suddenly there was a tingling sensation up my back, I was really scared, more scared than I'd ever been in my life, apart from maybe when Lucius Malfoy confronted Draco and I. Dumbledore was the head master of Hogwarts, if I had to convince anyone that I have special powers, it would be him.

Everything seemed to come in a bit of a blur, and the next thing I knew, we were sat in Dumbledore's office, next to his desk, and being watched by over fifty old men in paintings. This did unnerve me a little, I hated being watched anyway but by painting was even weirder. 

A voice came from behind us, one that I recognised, "Hello Harry, Louise." I turned around, it was Dumbledore, peering over his half-moon spectacles at us.

"Sir." Harry stood up to greet his head-master, I quickly did the same.

"Oh do sit down Harry, you know you and your friend are always welcome here." Dumbledore smiled at me, which gave me a slightly warm feeling inside.

Harry sat down immediately, and I quickly did the same. I wasn't sure whether I should be the one to tell Dumbledore, or if Harry should, however Dumbledore seemed to want to hear it from me.

"Louise, what can I do for you?" He walked past us both to his desk, which we were sitting in front of, he gathered his robes together and sat down, leaning on the desk slightly.

The words started coming out at top speed, I couldn't stop them, "I don't know what to do sir, I did magic, like proper magic, with a wand. That's not normal is it? Am I meant to be able to do that? I'm so confused and I really don't want to leave this school, it's the first time I've felt like I've actually belonged somewhere. And I've made friends, proper friends." I paused and smiled at Harry for a moment, who was beaming. "I just want to know if I'm different from the others."

There was a long pause where Dumbledore just looked at me, it looked as if he was studying me slightly but I couldn't really tell properly. After a while, he opened his mouth to speak, "Yes, you are special. I knew from the moment I saw you in assembly almost a week ago."

"So she's a witch?" Harry interrupted eagerly, sitting forward on his chair slightly.

"Yes Harry, Louise is indeed, a witch." My whole body went numb, it was like someone had just dropped something on my head, my world was spinning. It was such a shock for me.

I gasped slightly, "I'm a...a witch?"

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