Harry Potter and the Princess of Gryffindor

The princess of Gryffindor and Harry potter is off to Hogwarts school of witchcraft and wizardry, expecting it to be a very calm, peaceful, fun and happy year for everyone. But what happens when Harry had to face Voldemort for the third time, after last year, and needed help from the princess of Gryffindor, who was handpicked by Godric Gryffindor himself, if he had to defeat Voldemort? then something very unexpected happens. he falls deeply in love with the princess. What can he do to save her, as if he has to defeat Voldemort, the princess herself has to risk losing her life too. Chances of survival very very low. What can he do? And horrifying things happen at Hogwarts. Disappearances and not to mention a murder of a student! who was behind all those things? And the other strangest thing is, the princess and harry keeps on seeing the same similar nightmare for months! Was it a clue to save the students of Hogwarts? Or was it a clue that they were the ones to defeat Voldemort?!


1. O.m.g you're a witch!

"Fiona come back! Where are you going? FIONA!!" My best friend, Ava, called me as she chased me. I stopped running and gasped for breath. She was next to me, hands on her knees, struggling to inhale the fresh air.
"What in the merlins beard were you doing? Making me chase you!" Ava growled. "It was you who chased me, i didn't tell you to!" I snapped shrugging. She scowled at me.
I haven't introduced myself yet! My name is Fiona McKinley, and i'm eleven years old. I have straight brown hair up to my hips and light honey eyes, pale skinned, long and curvy, not so pretty. My nose and cheekbones are freckly, and i have a strong scottish accent, as my dad is scottish. While Ava Ayala is my cousin and my best friend. She has flaming red wavy hair up to her shoulders and cat blue eyes, snow white skinned, long, curvy and very pretty.  She's and inch taller than me, but she's eleven too, and she has a californian accent as her dads from California.
Our mum's are sisters, actually twins. They have black straight hair and honey eyes, they're pale, long, curvy and pretty, and they are from Manchester. Ava looks like her dad, while i look like my mum. Her mum keep her hair long while my mum keeps it short, thats how people identify them. My mums name is Rebecca, while Ava's mum's name is Patricia. 
My mum is a pure blood witch, as well as aunt Patricia.  But Ava's dad and my dad are muggles. But we still dunno whether we will be witches or not.
Our mums told us about how the Famous Harry Potter survived the worlds most evil sorcerer. Since then, we were eager to meet him. Really.
"Why were you running all the way?" Ava asked me curiously. "I think i saw someone there! Really!" I told her. She kept scowling at me. I knew i saw someone. But who was it?
We were in a park next to our house. There were no people as there are not many people in this area, and it was still early in the morning.
" but this isn't the time people usually get up!" Ava insisted. I shrugged and looked around. I guess i just imagined it. I was wearing a short dark blue denim shorts and a light blue tank top while Ava was wearing lime green tights and a golden yellow tee shirt. It matched the summer season.
I sat down on the moist grass. Ava sat down beside me. I plucked a grass flower. It was still a bud. I closed my palm around it. I opened my palm, and the flower was bloomed! I can't believe it! Did i do it? I closed my palm again and it turned into a bud. I got all excited. "Ava look! Look what i can do!!" I exclaimed as i showed her what i did. She just stared at the bud which was blooming and closing into a bud. " does that mean...?!" Ava started. "YES! It means i'm a witch!" I jumped up as though struck by a lightning bolt. Ava slowly got up. She had a sad look. I know what she was thinking. "Cheer up Ava. Hey try to do it yourself! C'mon!" I urged her. She picked up a bud and tried it. And it happened! "Wow Ava! You're a witch too!" I exclaimed. We joined hands and jumped up and down. Suddenly, i felt as if we were being watched. The same feeling i got before i was running. I stopped. So did Ava. I knew it. I knew someone was spying on me and Ava. 
"Who is it? Show yourself!" I shouted at a clump of thick bushes. "Fiona what do you think you're doing?" Ava asked me anxiously. "What i should've..." I couldn't complete my sentence. Two boys about twelve came out of the bushes. The tallest of them had flaming red  hair and blue eyes, long and lanky with a freckly face and a long nose, while the other had jet black hair sticking up from the back, bright stunning green eyes, pale and he was wearing glasses. The red headed boy was wearing denim dark blue jeans and a red tee shirt, while the black headed boy was wearing a denim light blue jeans and a purple tee shirt. he looked very familiar "Are... Are you Harry... Harry Potter?" I asked him curiously. He nodded. They both were smiling at us. Harry gave me an extremely flirty wink which made my cheeks go hot. Ava goggled at them as if all her dreams were coming true at last. " you must be Fiona, and Ava?" Asked the red headed boy. We nodded. "How'd you know?"  Ava asked the red headed boy. " we heard you call each other. By the way, i'm Ronald Weasely, call me Ron. And this is.. O'course you know, Harry Potter." Ron said awkwardly. "Can we meet your parents?" Asked harry very politely. "Er.. Sure. Come with me." I told them. I started leading the way with Ava by my side. "Fiona do you realize who these are?" Ava asked me in a whisper. I nodded. I knew i felt the same. The  famous Harry Potter' was just behind us. Thats not something you see everyday! Talk about being nervous!

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