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LoreleiLathrope aka Lorelei Lathrope is a pure-blood witch living in the Peak District. She wields a 11½" Willow, Unicorn Hair wand, and is a member of the unsorted masses of Hogwarts students just off the train eagerly crowding around the Sorting Hat.

About Me
"Lorelei! Someone's here to see you!"

A young woman looked up from feeding baby dragons and regarded her senior, Charlie Weasley. She squinted up at him as the sun reflected off his red hair. "He's by the canteen." She furrowed her eyebrows-she wasn't expecting anyone-and he grinned, patting her shoulder before going off to check on the baby dragons.

Lorelei saw him before she had even climbed over the crest of the hill. "Hagrid?" The confusion was clear on her face. The hulking half giant grinned brightly; there was more white in his hair than when she last saw him two years ago.

"Lorelei! It's great t'see ye!" he greeted warmly, reaching down to hug her, which she returned.

"It's nice to see you, Hagrid. What brings you to Romania?" she asked, pushing her hair behind her ear. His smile turned nervous and he began to shuffle his feet. "Hagrid...?"

The half giant man dug the tip of his umbrella into the ground. "I know tha' ye probably don't want to go back after wha' 'appened t'Cie-er-after wha' 'appened, bu' I can't think of anyone better for th' job."

The young woman felt herself go cold at the mention of her deceased fiance. She clenched her fists, a buzzing noise in her ears. 'It's been two years; you have to move on,' she chided herself, forcing herself to listen to Hagrid.

"-ye love th'creatures so I was thinkin' ye would....take me job as Professor...?" Hagrid finished awkwardly. The young woman breathed in-there was a time she would have jumped at the opportunity to teach Care of Magical Creatures. She stood as still, her mind racing.

She closed her eyes and tried to see Ciels face, but all she saw was an angel faced little girl, a beautiful woman with unruly red curls, and a handsome man with salt-and-pepper hair and brown skin- 'Alison, mama, papa...' . She opened her eyes and smiled at Hagrid. "I'd be honoured." she said as she longingly thought of the cozy cottage in the Peak district.

'I'm going home...' she whispered to herself.