Harry Potter has a twin, Natalie Potter. She was like him, one of those targeted by Voldemort. But she son realises that deep down, she has powers. But she doesn't know how to control it.
- " Hufflepuff! Ravenclaw! Gryffindor! Slytherin!" -
- " What...
I made it home that Afternoon. and I immediately opened my phone. I dialed Dante's number.
" Hello?" I hear from the other end.
" Dante?" I ask.
" Natalie. Hi."
" Hey Dante."
" How are you?"
" I'm fine. You?"
" Doing better now that I'm speaking to you." I chuckle at his words.
" Such a flirt." I tease.
" So I've heard. Are you free tonight?" He asks.
" Yep." I answer.
" How about a date?" He says.
" Sounds perfect."
" Meet me at the same cafe at 6pm tonight. Dress in something casual."
" I see you've got something planned, very thought out too." I tease, " sounds great."
" See you then amor." He says and my heart swells.
" See you then."
The call cuts and my phone flies onto the bed. I squealed and picked up my phone again. I dialed Liv's number.
" BITCH YOU WON'T GUESS WHO'S GOING ON A DATE!" I scream the moment she picked up the phone.
" HOLY MOTHER OF MERLIN! I'M COMING OVER NOW!" She screams and the call cuts.
Five minutes later she barged through my door.
" Woman!!!" I screamed and ran to her. She shoves me off.
" What did he tell you to wear?" She questions as I pout.
" Casual."
She flicks her wand and my wardrobe opens and my clothes start levitating out. Clothes then fly into my hands and I'm shoved into the bathroom.
" CHANGE!" She says before slamming the door shut. I roll my eyes but does as she asks. Then I step out.
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" What time did he ask to meeeeeeeet!" Liv squealed when I stepped out.
" 6pm at the cafe we were in just now."
" GURL! GO NOW! IT'S ALMOST SIX!" She screams and I shove all my stuff into my bag and I run out of my house.
I walk to my car and start driving to the place. I drove into the parking lot and saw Dante leaning against his car in a shirt that hugged his muscles and sweats. I parked my car and rushed out to meet him.
