The Witch Hunter

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The Hogwarts Express stood next to a plateform that only those with magic could see. The girl that was standing there with a long staff and dressed in her bare Hogwarts uniform was one that either you noticed or you didn\'t. She had untidy black hair that was slightly bushy, two large front teeth, green eyes that were framed by glasses. She carried a long staff and she looked at the scene as though she couldn\'t believe that she was here. Of course her sister made sure that she knew that she was always there. Her trunk and owl were levitated two feet off the ground and when she moved her hand the glided with her.

She got on board and picked the compartment that was next to the one boy that she was dying to meet. Harry Potter who was her father was the kind of person that hated his fame. That\'s why him and her mother had fallen in love, she loved him for him and not his fame. She looked out the window, saying nothing. And when the plump lady that pushed the food cart arrived she waved her off. She wasn\'t hungry, she was sick. Sick and tired of always cleaning up her sisters messes. She was going to end this, though she didn\'t relish the idea one bit.

When the Hogwarts Express arrived she got off, but it was after the students had already went down to the boats. She didn\'t need Professor McGonagall\'s speech to know what house she was going to be in and what the rules were. She again thought about what her sisters father had desired for her to do. He couldn\'t take her behavior either. She had tried on several occations to kill him and since that moment she hadn\'t been welcomed into his home. The same went with her father. She walked down the path making the school in almost in time for Dumbledore to tell McGonagall that he was ready for the students.

She waited for the students to enter and then she got her staff ready. She was ready to battle her sister, to destroy her, and to send her back to her own time. However the problem was that she would be stuck, maybe she thought that wouldn\'t be a bad thing. She could make sure that nothing happened to her parents and then everything would be alright.
\" Thinking of something?\" Asked her owl.
\" Just the past, and what in the hell happened to it.\"
\" Robin Professor Snape can\'t take her behavior anymore and she did break the rules.\" Robin sighed at those words. They were the truth, and she knew that\'s why it hurt so much.

When the sorting was almost over she entered. She carried herself with the time of power that made most wizards fear Dumbledore. The long staff was the only thing that would kill her sister and only she and her sister, Mary knew that.
\" H Mar Mary,\" she muttered. Mary turned to her and grinned.
\" Well it seems that Potter is here to kill me,\" she hissed. Robin looked at her.
\" Your father wishes it,\" she told her. \" And I always do what Professor Snape tells me. He can\'t take your behavior anymore. Your evil, vial, and have no respect for those that are above you.\"

\" Oh like our stupid mother,\" she hissed again. Robin almost lost her temper, well almost.