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Albus dumbeldoor has never laughed so loudly before. He danced in front of the whole school with Elizabeth, a student that he hade created a father daughter bond with. In some way, a way that surely broke many rules, hade she smuggled lots of ice coffee for her own pleasure into the castle. One of the many consequence was that she was now like a small squirrel. She danced her way around, laughed at every single slightly funny thing and recreate stories as she was on a stage. It hade been a long night for her so she hade decided on drinking three enormous cups of ice coffee in under 2 minutes. That gave her the รฉnergie of the mad hatter but in squirrel form.
As the dance came to its end she curtsy and danced away to her table, while the applause rang. Just because she hade just came out from a intensive waltz dosent it mean that she hade any less energy, on the counter point had she just more energy now. So she did the obvious thing and went to the most snobbish pure blood in the school and start to argue with him. This after the applause hade ended, of coures. At the end of this fight was there a broken nose and a happy hufflepuff. The nose wasn't broken as you thought it would, but in the way that when the boy tried to hit her one of her guardian angels came and hit him instead. After that incident was George and Fred Weasley always by her side that day. Even if she told them countless of time that she didn't need their protection. That she was in fact 14 years old and was a professor (that just didn't teach full time). But they didn't listen, in fact they did the opposite. They started carrying her around like she was a toddler, when they noticed that she hade lost her energy sprout. You could see McGonagall's lips twitch when she saw the red heads carry the white haired girl.
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Ron Weasley got a good laugh when Alexandra started to sing a lullaby and braid George short hair.
With a yawn she woke up. The world seemed so gray. She wasn't ready for it. Coughing to get the clump in her throat away and then started making her way to the kitchen. Where she magically made a simple plain toast with black coffee. Alex sat down at the table and open her news paper. Her name where plastered all over the first page. Of course, its been a week now. They hade noticed her disappearing and the news about Harry hade slowed down.
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-Daily prophet-
Where is the heroine?
Alexandra Elisabeth Stark have now been gone for over a week. Alexandra was, and we hope that she is still, the brightest witch in centuries. The last one that saw her, were Harry Potter as he defeat Voldemort along side her. She is a master on non wand magic as well as historical used magic. Everyone is sitting on the edge of there seats to see where our golden girl have gone. Read more on page 7.
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Closing the news paper with a sigh. She knew that this would happen, but not that it would hurt so gravely. Our dear Alexandra decided to busy her self with some ordinary studying. As muggle politics or biology. Even if she did fix the anti technology spells around her magic, was the internet still better outside her bag.
Recoiled Alex climbed the ladder up to her new room. It wasn't that bad. It was quite nice actually. Nothing could remind our dear Alexandra about what she left.
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Alexandra toke out her stationary and books from her bag. With a sigh of content she sat on her new bed and started her reading. Reading books that would never ever mention anything with magic, it was purely STEM. Equation after equations, new technologies and vide range of mouth watering graphics.
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In the kitchen stood Steve and prepared his families breakfast. He was over the moon that he finally hade his own small family now. Tony just sat at the kitchen island and sipped coffee. He hade no idea what he would do with his daughter. How would she ever forgive him.
"Hey, can you get Alex?" Steve woke Tony up from his sorrowful thoughts. A smile crept onto his face, Steve was so happy, and that made Tony happy too.
He knocked at her door only to be meet with a door that opened it up by itself. She hadn't even closed it properly. But there she sat, drowning in books. She looked absolutely terrible. Like she haven't slept properly in weeks.
"Hey, Alex. I'm here to- to say that breakfast is ready." She looked like him, much more beautiful tho, but he could see the dull look in her eyes. The same look he hade before he meet Steve. And it was all his fault, at least that is what he thought. He could never imagine that she hade fought in a war.
"Oh, okay" Her voice didn't care the same strength as it used to. It was just a soft whisper in the wind.
As she came down to the kitchen where she was meet with a oddly domestic scene. The closes she has gotten to domestic love was the summers at the Weasley resistance. Oh, how she missed Fred and George.
"Bon matin." She hade said after taking a deep breath. She hade traveled back to the harsh lessons about etiquette in her mind to remember how to behave as a guest. Our dear Alexandra hade regretted that instantly.
Steve smiled warmly at his newly found daughter, he would become her father. At least he hoped for that kind of future.
"Hey, Alexandra. Did you sleep well?"
"I slept very well, what about you sir?" Our dear Alexandra said the lie with a polite smile. The truth was that she hade visit hogwarts through her dreams. Hogwarts was now after the war just like a beige little apartment in comparison to the ones vibrant fantasy castle. The survivors hade gathered as they tried to figure out what hade happened to our dear Alexandra. The only thing Alexandra could do was to watch and remind herself that it was for the best.
"Slept alright, and please you don't need to call me sir. Do you want some cream to your pancakes?" Steve said gently to our dear Alexandra. Our dear Alexandra that was currently trying to get ride of the lump in her throat.
"Yes, please." Her answer sounded normal and polite, whoever in her head sounded everything wrong. Like every move she did was clumsy and that they saw right through her. Whoever in front of the two men were a polite lady, not a girl.
"So, kiddo the plane of today is to get you set in and see if we need to buy something." Tony Stark said as he jumped up to sit on the kitchen counter. Our dear Alexandra toke a deep breath, she hade not been to regular store sense... well sense she dated Ella Frost before the war. She hade gone to the store to get some jewelry and a suit for a date, but ended up with not just a suit and jewelry but the full collection of Doctor Banners books. Alexandra hated shopping, it all felt so wasteful and bad for ones personal economy. It was rubbish in her taste. There for hade she often fund herself sitting with Molly to knit her own winter clothes, if necessary.
"Okay. May ask if there is any form of coffee in the kitchen I can prepare?" She asked as soft as those first peddles that bloomed in the spring.
"Sweetheart, its really is your kid, but just with better manners." Steve said jokingly to his lover boy.
"You are telling me that i dont have manners? Im gravely offended by that Mister America!" Tony shrieked at his fiance. Our dear Alexandra let out a tiny slightly ugly snort. The older genius saw that as a big victory. He hoped down from the counter to floor and brought his daughter a stemming cup of coffee. A small smile, a real smile made it to her face for a short moment.