Harry Potter and his half sister

A few words and a great excursion

<Oreo view>

 It was a beautiful Saturday morning. I saw it with Aunt Magda at the breakfast table. She looked at me and said, "I'm going to Petunia, Vernon and Dudley tomorrow." "May I come with you?" I asked immediately. "Oh Orélie," she sighed, "you know very well that these guys are not going to be a good influence on you. And especially if you go to Hogwarts next year! "" Please Aunt Magda! Harry's going to Hogwarts too! "I said. She thought about it and swayed her head, finally she said: "Okay, I'll talk to Petunia." I was really happy: "Really? Thank you !!!" I hugged her. After a long conversation with Aunt Petunia she said to me: "Come on, your things won't pack themselves!" I went upstairs and packed my things. Strange otherwise I wasn't like that either.

  Characteristics :

 Name: Orélie Böhme (pronounced: Orelie)

 Nickname: Oreo (cookie)

 Age: 14 years

 Side: There is no such thing as good or bad.

 School: Beauxbaton's 4th year Academy of Wizardry

 Family: Unknown 

 <Harry's sight>

 I was on the bed in my room when Uncle Vernon called to me, "Where are you, boy?" I went downstairs. "There you are. Aunt Magda will be there in a few hours with her adoptive niece. I hope you behave yourself!" , he said . "If she does too," I said. He looked at me with mini, slit, eyes and then said: "Woe!" I rolled my eyes. Then I went back upstairs. 

 <Oreo view>

 We had arrived at the Dursleys. I shuddered everything was the same. Everything! We knocked and Uncle Vernon opened the door. "Magda!" , he hugged her. "And you have to be Orélie?" he said to me. I nodded, still not feeling very comfortable. We went in where Dudley, Aunt Magda jumps into her arms. "Aunt M.!" , he shouted. When Dudley saw me, his eyes got bigger than those of my plush unicorn. I said, more friendly than I wanted, "Hi, my name is Orélie, but I can be called Oreo." , and held out my hand to him. He looked at me with wide eyes, then took my hand and grinned broadly: "Dudley." "Aha, I'm happy." , I meant. Actually, it doesn't matter. "Where's Harry?" , I asked. "Upstairs," Petunia came from the kitchen, sweetly. "What do you want with the loser?" asked Dudley. I raised an eyebrow. Then I went up the stairs. I knocked on Harry's room door. "Yes?" it came from inside.

I was on the bed in my room when Uncle Vernon called to me, "Where are you, boy?" I went downstairs. "There you are. Aunt Magda will be there in a few hours with her adoptive niece. I hope you behave yourself!" , he said . "If she does too," I said. He looked at me with mini, slit, eyes and then said: "Woe!" I rolled my eyes. Then I went back upstairs. We had arrived at the Dursleys. I shuddered everything was the same. Everything! We knocked and Uncle Vernon opened the door. "Magda!" , he hugged her. "And you have to be Orélie?" he said to me. I nodded, still not feeling very comfortable. We went in where Dudley, Aunt Magda jumps into her arms. "Aunt M.!" , he shouted. When Dudley saw me, his eyes got bigger than those of my plush unicorn. I said, more friendly than I wanted, "Hi, my name is Orélie, but I can be called Oreo." , and held out my hand to him. He looked at me with wide eyes, then took my hand and grinned broadly: "Dudley." "Aha, I'm happy." , I meant. Actually, it doesn't matter. "Where's Harry?" , I asked. "Upstairs," Petunia came from the kitchen, sweetly. "What do you want with the loser?" asked Dudley. I raised an eyebrow. Then I went up the stairs. I knocked on Harry's room door. "Yes?" it came from inside." data-crosslingual-hint="" data-location="2" data-enable-toggle-playback-speed="true">