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The girl ran toward Dumbledores office, catching hold of Professor McGonagall.
"I need to go in... What's the password?" The girl asked.
Professor McGonagall stared at the girl. She reminded her so much of Lily...
"Fizzing Whizzbees." Professor McGonagall walked off in a swirl of tartan.
The garyogle(I know it's spelled wrong, I'm deeply sorry) jumped away from its post, and the girl ran up.
"Dumbledore!" She yelled.
The kind face of Albus Dumbledore peered at her.
"Harry? Is that you?" He asked carefully.
"Yes!" Harry yelled.
Dumbledore sighed.
"You should have a fake name."
Harry huffed. "Like what, sir?"
Dumbledore sat deep in thought.
"Ah. Found it. Ariana Harmony... Evans."
Ariana nodded politely than looked down her clothes.
Understanding, Dumbledore waved his wand, conjuring a scarlet Gryffindor scarf, a golden and blue dress, and scarlet leggings. And yes, a golden bra.
Ariana stepped into a closet, stripped, and pulled on the clothes, bidding Dumbledore good bye on the way out.
Meanwhile, Hermione and Ron were scared. Where on earth was their best friend?