This fanfic is a mix of Harry Potter and Twilight. Hope it's okay in the Twilight section!
"I'll miss you," said Alice, "you and your duck beak."
I changed my mouth into a duck's beak. They all laughed.
"But we wouldn't even know you're gone." Emmaline said to me.
"I'll be the one missing you guys. Why did my father have to pick me to go 'undercover' in a Muggle High School? He just has to be in the Department of Muggle Studies." I said
"Well, send letters," Jamie was the saddest one, "we want to see how a Muggle High School is like, too. Even if you'd be telling us anyway. You're time-turning back so that you can be at Hogwarts and the Muggle School at the same time, right?"
"Yes." I said, looking down as we walked down Hogsmede.
"Say, will you send us those things called erasers?" Alice was always curious "I've never seen one before."
"Sure thing," I laughed.
"You know," Alice started, "You're the prettiest girl in our house. It had better not have been your metamorphagus making you look that way."
I laughed at her seriousness. "Of course not. If I wanted to looked exceedingly pretty, I'd look like this." I changed into a tanned blonde with blue eyes.
They all chuckled. Then some was looking at me, and then tripped. We all laughed. I changed back into my natural dark hair, dark brown-eyed look.
I packed my Muggle clothes and a few witch things. I wasn't going to live without my wand … I used the Floo Network to arrive at my father's Department. After meeting with my father, we drove to the London airport.
"Luna, Luna, 'm so glad you're doing this for me. I have your ticket here," he searched in all of his pockets. "Ah, here it is. And I want you to send every detail of a Muggle High School, alright?"
"Yes, dad." I took the ticket and looked at it.
"You will be going to … its see here … this city right here." He pointed to the name on the ticket. "You will be a … sixteen year old junior. That means you're grade eleven. Act completely normal, your birthday is still the same, October twentieth, and you have a permit here that allows you to use under aged intelligence magic. Use magic only for school purposes, because you know nothing about what these Muggles learn. Is that clear?
"Yes, dad." I took the permit.
"And you've learned the intelligence spells and charms? Got them memorized in your head? Because you can't have a spell or charms book, the Muggles –"
"Yes dad, I know dad." I interrupted.
"You'll be living with Percy, he bought a Muggle house. He won't be there much; he'll be gone frequently, because he has a job too. Only he can use the Floo Network, okay? Be nice to your brother, don't leave anything magical out, D'you understand?" Wow he was paranoid.
"Yes dad."
"Alright. I've written everything down here on this piece of parchment, what Muggles do and what they use. Like pencils and pens instead of quills. Study that while you are on the plane."
Ding Dong. "Flight 934 will be leaving in five minutes," The intercom announced.
"Alright. Send owls of every detail. How they act and how they react. Their habitats and –"
I kissed him on the cheek. "Bye dad. Send Nox to me right away."
"Right, Nox, your owl."
"I'd better get going. Bye, dad." I started to the gate.
"Wait," he called
I turned around.
"Do not, and I mean not use your metamorphagi to change anything while you're there. Do it before they get to know you, is that clear?" He eyes were serious.
I changed my eye colour to red, to violet, then to brown. "Sure thing, dad." I laughed.
Twenty minutes later, the flight took off. This was my first time on a plane. I've never had to use one. I'd miss my Comet, and my friends, and my Ravenclaw house, and the school of Witch Craft and Wizardry, Hogwarts.
I took out my plane ticket. I didn't really read it the first time. I wondered what city I was going to. I scanned the little slip of paper. 'London to Forks, WS' it said. Where was that? Forks are what people eat with. Isn't it? We used forks at home, and at Hogwarts…
I looked at the piece of parchment my father gave me to study. What a list...
Verluna Rowena
They don't use magic! They use pencils, pens, markers, and coloured pencil crayons to write. They don't have ink, so no quills!
Too late. I brought a few quills and a bottle of ink. I read on.
They use the whitest pieces of parchment. I think they call them paper. You will be going to Forks high school.
Do NOT leave any magic items (if you brought any. I hope that you didn't) lying about. When you land, Percy will be there with your car. DO NOT charm it.
A car! A Muggle car!
I also left a map for you, Port Angeles is where you would go 'shopping'. Shopping is when you buy lots clothing and jewellery with friends. When you make Muggle friends, they might invite you to come 'shopping' with them, or go out for a 'movie' with them. A movie is like a theatre.
You will have professors just like in Hogwarts, but I believe they call their professors 'teachers'. Call your teachers by the last name, but instead of professor, its Miss or Mister.
They don't use Sickles or anything, they use 'Dollars'. That is your money. I left a card with Percy.
Now, if you need anything else, send an owl for more information.
Love, Dad.
I wonder what they eat. I loved cauldron cakes. I wonder if they had any ... I'll ask Percy.
When the plane landed, Percy was already there with my luggage. My father had told me to use a luggage bag instead of a suitcase. I could see why. Everyone there either had what they called a 'duffle bag', or a luggage bag.
"Oi, Luna." Percy called.
Percy already graduated Hogwarts. He studies dragons.
"Hey, Percy." I said, insecure. I looked around. Everything was very different from the London Muggle's buildings.
"Luna, stop it," Percy nudged me. "ever-changing eye colour isn't normal for Muggles."
"Oh. I didn't realize --" I got pushed from a Muggle going the other way. "They're pushy here, aren't they?"
"C'mon, I've got your car." He smiled. He knew that would distract me.
We walked out into the parking lot and I followed Percy. I knew about cars. That was probably the only thing I knew best about Muggles. I knew what was good, what was fast, and what was the best. I was still looking at all the kinds of cars when Percy said something.
"Here it is." He said, pointing to the car.
My jaw dropped. How much Muggle money did we have? Percy laughed at me and started up the car. I slowly seated myself into it, taking in every detail. I've never seen a car up close like this before.
"How is it?" Percy asked.
"Percy, its a black Nissan Sport Concept." I was speechless.
"So it's good? Dad left you Muggle money in this little card thing." He showed me a blue bankcard, "He said you can spend as much, as long as you show him the Muggle things you buy."
I took the card and examined it. "Money is in here?"
"It's like Gringots. But you don't have to go to you vault to get the money. Just swipe it where they tell you, and put in the PIN number. It's Luna. So just find the letters and press them. So L-U-N-A. Don't tell anyone." He took out a flat thing, made out of cloth or something. "This is a wallet. You'll keep all your money and cards in it."
I took the wallet and put the card inside. I looked outside the window. "Percy, where are we?"
"Port Angeles. We're driving to Forks." He said.
"Oh," was all I could say. The lights and buildings looked amazing. We passed by a place called 'Pop-eyed Pete's' and 'Bella Italia.'
After several minutes of Muggle sight seeing, we passed a blue and yellow sign that said, "Welcome to Forks."
I asked Percy frequent questions, like "What do Muggles do for fun?" to "How do they cook?" Everything seemed so manual here.
"Here we are," Percy said, "Muggle home, sweet Muggle home."
We parked into a driveway that connected to a two-story red house. It was medium in size, not too big, not too small. I stepped out of the car and looked up at the house.
"Here are the car and house keys. I have my own." Percy tossed the keys over the car.
I caught them. "Hey, careful. These babies get scratched easily." I said as I patted the car.
We walked up the walkway and Percy unlocked the house, giving me play by plays. He went in and threw his coat on the black leather couch. There was an open kitchen on the left side and the front room on the right. The interior was all white, and the furniture matched. It was like what they called bachelor pads, I've seen one in a magazine once.
"You start school tomorrow," he said while opening the fridge. "I've already bought your school supplies and a map to the school. I'll bring in the luggage."
Percy took out his wand. "Accio," he waved his wand. The luggage aparated in the front room.
"It's not fair that you get to use magic and I don't." I mumbled. "Can I use magic to bring them up to my room?"
"Actually, Dad gave me a permit for you so that you can use house-hold magic. He knows you can't take care of yourself like a Muggle."
"Shut up," I muttered, as I went up the tan-carpeted stairs. Magic pictures were already up along the walls. There was one of the whole family, Mum, Dad, Percy, Alice and Bella, and me. Alice and Bella were twins, a year older than me.
"Percy, can I paint my room?" I shouted down the staircase. "Please?"
I heard him grunt. "Fine." He shouted back.
When I got to the top of the staircase, there were five doors. I opened the first one on my right. It was a small room; that only contained a small bed and a closet. I closed the door and went to open the door on the other side. It was a bathroom. Pretty big, too. I opened the room beside the bathroom. It was big; it had a red-sheeted bed and a few drawers and a closet, with a nightstand beside the bed. There were posters of dragons and famous alchemists. Must be Percy's room. I closed the door and went to the other side and opened that door. It was the same size of the last room. There was a queen sized bed, a vanity dresser, and a closet. This was my room.
I peeked my head out the door. "Percy, can I decorate?" I shouted.
"Yeah, fine." He shouted back.
I took out my wand and made the walls patterned green and blue, I put matching dark red sheets on the bed, and enlarged the vanity drawer. I put in a matching desk and nightstand.
I opened the closet with my wand. 'Accio' I muttered.
My boxes and luggage bag came floating in and started unpacking their selves. While they were at it, I put up pictures and posters on my wall. One of my favourite band, and one of my favourite Muggle band. I heard a cage bang.
"Hey, careful with that. That's Nox's home." I said.
After everything unpacked and decorated, I went downstairs.
"Perce, I'm hungry." I said. He was in the front room. Probably studying his dragon books.
A few seconds later, a strange cup and ceramic place came floating down from the cupboards and something came out of a large looking box with four swirls on top of it. Whatever was in the casserole served itself and plopped onto my plate.
"Thanks." I called.
After dinner, I got ready for bed and went to my room. The second I sat down, something tapped on my window. I got up off my bed and opened it. Nox flew in.
"Nox, you're here. How's your trip?" I said as I grabbed a box of owl treats from my nightstand.
She cooed. I tossed her a treat and she caught it in her mouth.
"Good girl. Do you have anything for me?"
She cooed again, and lifted her right wing. There was a bag attached to her, and I took it off. I looked inside the bag and saw a tiny piece of parchment. I took it out and read it.
Erasers! - Jamie
I laughed. "Are you tired or do you want to stretch your wings from the bag?" I asked Nox.
She flew inside her cage.
"Yeah, I thought so." I said.
I wondered what tomorrow would be like.
What do you think so far? It should be in both Harry Potter and Twilight categories, but I can't really do that. Reviews!
I don't own Hogwarts, any witch craft or wizardry or the type of vampires.