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Needle in a Haystack  Finished 

Odessa opened the doors to what was the largest library that she had ever laid her eleven year old eyes on. 

"Oh my goodness" she said out loud even though she didn't mean to. She was in awe of the size of the library. An unknown animal was flying around shelves that were so high she had no idea how she could ever possibly even look at the books that were shelved there.

"I need to find a book about famous witches" she thought to herself. "But how will I ever find one when there are so many books"? Odessa frowned now as she had a feeling she would be in the library for hours just looking for the book. Not that it bothered her to be in such an amazing place with so much potential knowledge to be gained. "I can do this" Odessa whispered to herself as she stood up straight and took a deep breath. She walked up to the first book case that was nearest to her. She bent down and pulled out a book to see if she might be at least in the same area as the book she was looking for.

"One thousand ways to tame a Kneazle"
   
Odessa sighed and shoved the book back. She had no idea how she was going to find the book titled "The Greatest Witches of the 21st century". She stood up uneasily and looked around to see if there was anyone that she could ask for help. However, it seemed like nobody was in the same area as her. She groaned loudly, "Finding this book will be like searching for a needle in a haystack!" she said under her breath as she continued to look for her book.

~The key to the heart is imagination ~

Needle in a Haystack  Finished 

Han had been studying a charms book for hours. The study room proved to be too noisy, so the slightly aggravated hufflepuff moved to the library instead. He was academically behind in the class, and needed to get better grades. Obviously bored, he tossed the book aside. While he liked reading, this one was a bit too informational for his taste. Besides, he's been absorbing all this information for a while, he could use a break. "Why don't I find a book that wont kill me from boredom." He thought, standing up to walk around the library. He placed the charms book back where he found it. Or at least where he thought it was. He wandered around some more, careful not to make much noise. After all, he didn't want to be yelled at by an angry librarian. He stopped when he saw a girl, visibly annoyed at something. He didn't want to bother her, but he also wanted to see if they were okay or needed help. Stepping forward, he said in a whisper tone, "Hi! I'm Han. Han Woods. I just wanted to make sure you were doing alright. I couldn't help but notice your sour facial expression."

Needle in a Haystack  Finished 

As Odessa continued to search for her book crouched, and with slight frustration, she didn't notice that a boy had approached her. She jumped as the boy spoke to her.
"Hi! I'm Han. Han Woods. I just wanted to make sure you were doing alright. I couldn't help but notice your sour facial expression."
"Sour facial expression?" she thought to herself as she realized she was scowling. "Oh no, I don't want him to think I am mean". Odessa replaced her scowl with a smile as she stood up quickly and turned to face Han. "Hi Han!" she said smiling at him. "Pleased to meet you!" she said. She thought to herself that this was her chance to maybe get help finding the book. She didn't want to admit it to herself but if she tried to find it by herself, she would never find it. Swallowing her pride, she asked the boy for help. "I've been trying to find a book about the great witches of the 21st century and it isn't going too well.." she paused. "Do you think you could help me?" she asked with a smile.

~The key to the heart is imagination ~

Needle in a Haystack  Finished 

Anastasia strolled into the library and made a bee line for the biography section. The library was rather intimidating, but she was focused on her goal, so she didn't stop to marvel, no matter how much she wanted to. She was hoping to find something about a student getting sorted into what their family thought was the wrong house and things turning out alright for them. She began looking through titles but saw nothing like what she was looking for. She bit her lip and looked around. There weren't many other people in that section, only a confused looking Ravenclaw girl and a bored looking Hufflepuff boy. She turned back to her search, only to be distracted again when she heard whispering coming from that direction. She sighed, a bit irritated at them, although she wasn't really sure why. She saw a book that looked fairly promising and pulled it off the shelf. She was disappointed to realize that it was an autobiography, written by Godric Gryffindor himself. Normally, she would put a book like that straight back on the shelf, for fear of what her parents might say about it, but something inside her stopped her. Her parents weren't here, and they'd never even know about this unless she told them. In a better mood and feeling a bit daring, she turned back to the pair behind her and made her way over. If nothing else, hopefully she could at least make some friends. She overheard them talking and decided to just dive right in"Sorry to butt in, but I was wondering - are you looking for a specific book, or just something like that, because I recently read a biography of Hermione Granger that was absolutely brilliant!" she said, smiling pleasantly.

She is beauty, she is grace, she will hex you in the face.
Baby, I’m the only one of me. Baby, that’s the fun of me.

Stats - Strength: 5, Agility: 6, Control: 12, Stamina:7

Needle in a Haystack  Finished 

"Sorry to butt in, but I was wondering - are you looking for a specific book, or just something like that, because I recently read a biography of Hermione Granger that was absolutely brilliant!"
Odessa hadn't even noticed the girl that had walked up to her and the boy before she abruptly spoke. "How clueless am I?" she thought to herself. "Nevermind that..." she thought to herself, "...she knows where a book about a great witch is!" Odessa looked at the girl and smiled at her. She immediately assessed her appearance. The girl was beautiful and she also had an aura of intelligence and pride. "This girl could be a really good person to be friends with" Odessa thought to herself. "Can you show me where the book is?" she asked the girl. "My name is Odessa by the way!" she said as she reached out her hand. "Nice to meet you".

~The key to the heart is imagination ~

Needle in a Haystack  Finished 

"Can you show me where the book is?" she asked the girl. "My name is Odessa by the way!" she said as she reached out her hand. "Nice to meet you".
"Oh, certainly," she said, still smiling at the other girl. She wanted to ask if she was a Muggle-born, but couldn't figure out a way to without coming off as rude or haughty. She was fairly certain the girl was however, and was a bit excited. She didn't think she'd ever gotten to meet someone so close to an actual Muggle. Her father hated Muggles, but Ana was undecided so far. She shook the girl's hand and remember to introduce herself. "I'm Anastasia, Anastasia Beckett," she told the other girl. She had added her last name as a bit of an afterthought, figuring this would confirm or disprove her idea about the other girl's lineage. She hadn't mentioned her last name to most of the people she'd met, simply because the family was fairly well known and a lot of people already had ideas about her that she didn't quite fancy. "It's actually over where I just was, with the biographies about Gryffindors." It occurred to her that the way the library was organized didn't exactly make much sense, especially to someone who didn't know much about the Wizarding world. If this girl was in fact a Muggle born, then a book about Hermione Granger would actually be rather perfect for her.

She is beauty, she is grace, she will hex you in the face.
Baby, I’m the only one of me. Baby, that’s the fun of me.

Stats - Strength: 5, Agility: 6, Control: 12, Stamina:7

Needle in a Haystack  Finished 

"I'm Anastasia, Anastasia Beckett,"
Odessa smiled, "I like your name" she said to the girl. The way that the girl said her name gave Odessa a slight hint that her name could possibly be well known around the school. Odessa wanted to ask about her name but she decided against it. For now, she had to find the book. She realized she didn't know who Hermione Granger was. The way that the girl had said her name, she could tell that it was common knowledge that whoever Hermione Granger was, was a great witch after all.
"It's actually over where I just was, with the biographies about Gryffindors."
So Hermione was a Gryffindor. Odessa knew that Gryffindor was known for their courage and bravery. "I wonder if she was muggle-born like me?" Odessa thought to herself. After giving it a quick thought, she decided it wouldn't be too awkward to ask. After all she had no reason to be ashamed of her status. "Er.. I know this question might seem random, but is there any chance that this Hermione Granger girl was muggle-born?". Odessa kicked herself for asking a question like that as she did pick up that talking about magical blood sometimes can be a tricky topic, but she was too curious to see if a witch could be great, even if they were muggle-born.

~The key to the heart is imagination ~

Needle in a Haystack  Finished 

Han shrugged. He never knew much about Hogwarts history, and needed to leave anyways. "I'm very sorry to cut this short, but I have worn myself out a bit from reading. It was good to talk to you guys. See ya later!"

He walked out the front doors, cringing at the awkward encounter. No one else probably felt that way and it wasn't because of the other two students. He somehow got really bad genes and he isn't too great at social interaction. The rest of his family is, so who knows why he turned out this way. Maybe from the lack of socialization in his earlier school years. Han hoped that the girl... Odessa was it? Got her questions answered and got the book she needed. Speaking of books, Han forgot all about picking up that fiction book he wanted. He needs to learn to stop getting so distracted all the time. Anyways, he had almost gotten to the Hufflepuff common room and wanted to take a nap.

Needle in a Haystack  Finished 

"I'm very sorry to cut this short, but I have worn myself out a bit from reading. It was good to talk to you guys. See ya later!"
"Oh" Odessa said, she had forgot for a second about the boy that had offered to help her first. "Hey don't le-" she had started but the boy had already walked away. Odessa shrugged and turned to follow the girl again. "He seemed rather awkward" she thought to herself. "Maybe he was just really tired? Oh well, maybe I will run into him again." she thought to herself.

~The key to the heart is imagination ~

Needle in a Haystack  Finished 

"I like your name"
"Oh, well, thank you," she said, smiling again. She wasn't a naturally smiley person, but she was working on it. Her father always said that people who needed to smile to make people listen to them were weak, but that seemed a bit odd to her. Anyway, her father said a lot of things, and while she adored him, some of them didn't make much sense now that she was around a large amount of people who weren't pure bloods. Anyway, she had to admit that he didn't know everything since she hadn't even written him about the sorting, which hadn't been anything like he'd said it would. She glanced back over at the boy, but he had left before she really had a chance to respond to his statement.
"Er.. I know this question might seem random, but is there any chance that this Hermione Granger girl was muggle-born?"
"Oh, she's one of the most famous Muggle borns," Anastasia told the other girl as they walked towards the shelf. "She was Minister of Magic for 6 years, and helped with the downfall of You-Know-Who. Are you a Muggle born?" She added the last sentence to try to distract from her mention of the evil wizard. With all of the recent controversies surrounding Harry Potter, it was the definition of a delicate topic, and she really didn't want to try to have to explain any of the events, especially when she knew she didn't know the full story. She also didn't want to talk about the fact that her grandfather had been killed in the first war, and her grandmother had been sent to Azkaban.

She is beauty, she is grace, she will hex you in the face.
Baby, I’m the only one of me. Baby, that’s the fun of me.

Stats - Strength: 5, Agility: 6, Control: 12, Stamina:7

Needle in a Haystack  Finished 

"Oh, she's one of the most famous Muggle borns," Anastasia told the other girl as they walked towards the shelf. "She was Minister of Magic for 6 years, and helped with the downfall of You-Know-Who. Are you a Muggle born?"
"Yeah I am" she replied eagerly. Knowing that this witch Hermione was so amazing and muggle-born gave her a sense of confidence that she wasn't going to be an outcast after all. "The downfall of You-Know-Who" Odessa ran that sentence through her mind as she wondered what that could possibly mean. "I suppose if it's important, it'll be in the book" she thought to herself and decided not to press on it. She decided to as a follow up question instead. "What about you? Are you muggle-born too? I mean, I hope that you don't mind me asking you." she said. She didn't want to come off as nosy to the girl. She got a sense that there might be more to the girl than meets the eye. It made her more interested in learning more about the girl.

~The key to the heart is imagination ~

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"What about you? Are you muggle-born too?"
Anastasia coughed a little and laughed. As if! The girl hadn't meant it as an insult, but Anastasia could already hear what her father would have to say about that. Not even a day into it, and you've been sorted into Gryffindor of all places and now you've been mistaken for a Muggle born? What would grandfather have to say about this? What about your grandmother? She was an amazingly powerful witch, and she would be so disappointed in you. Anytime she did anything wrong, it was always What would your grandmother think, never mind the fact that her grandmother was a Death Eater and had died in prison. "No, of course not, I'm a Pure-Blood," she said, just a little too quickly. "Not that there's anything wrong with being a Muggle born, it's just I couldn't imagine not growing up with magic." They reached the shelves and Anastasia began to look for the book. "Here we go!" She pulled it out, and handed it to the other girl. "I absolutely loved it and Hermione Granger is just inspiring anyways!" Her father had never much like the witch, but Anastasia absolutely worshiped her. She was so much more than a sidekick, and Anastasia did savor the fact that she was in the same house as her.

She is beauty, she is grace, she will hex you in the face.
Baby, I’m the only one of me. Baby, that’s the fun of me.

Stats - Strength: 5, Agility: 6, Control: 12, Stamina:7

Needle in a Haystack  Finished 

Odessa noticed the girl laugh slightly at the question and as a reaction began to feel slightly defensive. "What's laughable about being muggle-born" she thought to herself.
"No, of course not, I'm a Pure-Blood," she said, just a little too quickly. "Not that there's anything wrong with being a Muggle born, it's just I couldn't imagine not growing up with magic."
"Oh, she's just not used to that type of lifestyle" Odessa thought to herself, feeling a little ashamed of immediately getting defensive. After all, she can't fully blame someone for how they were brought up. If she isn't used to meeting muggle-borns, it might strike her as odd to be mistaken as one. She sensed that maybe she had offended the girl and offered an apology. "Sorry, I was just wondering is all". She didn't want to press the matter much longer. She realized that they had reached the shelves as the girl had stopped and picked up a book.
"Here we go!" She pulled it out, and handed it to the other girl. "I absolutely loved it and Hermione Granger is just inspiring anyways!"
Odessa grabbed the book from Anastasia and looked at it smiling. "Thank you so much!" she said smiling at the girl. "I can't wait to read about her, I know that I'll be inspired" Odessa said more to herself than the girl. "Oh..." Odessa paused. "By the way, what house are you in? I'm in Ravenclaw." she said to the girl curious.

~The key to the heart is imagination ~

Needle in a Haystack  Finished 

"Sorry, I was just wondering is all".
Anastasia smiled at her to show there were not hard feelings or anything. Mentally, Anastasia was comparing this girl to her father's descriptions of Muggle borns, and it wasn't making much sense. This girl might be a little confused about things, but she didn't seem like she was trying to destroy the entire Wizarding World and everything and everyone in it. Maybe it was like the way that not all Slytherins were Death Eaters, although that was a poor example, seeing as both of her grandparents on the Beckett side were Death Eaters, and she suspected her father rather wanted to be one. No point puzzling over that right now, since she wasn't neither a Death Eater nor a Slytherin, and this girl didn't seem to be criminally insane or anything.
"Thank you so much!" she said smiling at the girl. "I can't wait to read about her, I know that I'll be inspired" Odessa said more to herself than the girl. "Oh..." Odessa paused. "By the way, what house are you in? I'm in Ravenclaw." she said to the girl curious.
Anastasia certainly recognized the excitement at a new book and possible new friend. When she was younger, that had been the way she'd reacted nearly every time she found a new book. At least before her parents had stomped that habit out of her. It was improper, they said, not the way a Beckett girl should behave. That described most of her childhood - Dearest, that's rather improper. Dearest, a Beckett girl shouldn't behave that way. Focusing back in on the girl, she caught her last few sentences. "Oh, I'm a Gryffindor," she said, smiling proudly. That was the probably the first time she'd felt really happy to be a Gryffindor. She hoped this girl would be a friend. She already could picture her letter to her parents. Dearest Mother and Father - I got sorted into Gryffindor, and made a muggle born friend. How's that for not how a Beckett girl behaves? Well, maybe she wouldn't say it quite like that.

She is beauty, she is grace, she will hex you in the face.
Baby, I’m the only one of me. Baby, that’s the fun of me.

Stats - Strength: 5, Agility: 6, Control: 12, Stamina:7

Needle in a Haystack  Finished 

"Oh, I'm a Gryffindor," she said, smiling proudly.
"oh okay!" Odessa replied kindly to the girl. The girl seemed excited to be a Gryffindor. "Say..I'd be ecstatic to be a Gryffindor if such a great witch came from that house" she said to the girl. Odessa clutched the book happily to her chest and smiled. She really liked this girl that had helped her. She seemed really kind. "This is my chance to solidify the friendship" she thought to herself. "Maybe I should ask her if she wants to have a chat somewhere else" she thought to herself. Finally she built up the courage. "Hey, um..thanks for finding this book for me...I was wondering if maybe you'd like to have a bite to eat or chat with me sometime. You seem like a really cool person that I'd love to be friends with". She smiled after speaking because she knew that she might have made her first friend at Hogwarts.

~The key to the heart is imagination ~
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