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Chapter 1

Stein

Stein, Franken Stein, was 11 and had just woken from his rest by his cat, Uteh. He opened his eyes to see a tan ceiling that had a texture like frosting. He stared at the vile creature which sat on the foot of his bed. The cat had brown, muddy, fur and an ear that was missing. Technically it wasn't his cat. The horrendous creature was his mothers.

He sat up and ran his small pale hand through his gray hair. His green eyes darted across the room. Something was off. His eyes rested to the unfamiliar letter on his dresser. Then to the clock. It read 7:00. He was late. Well, it was late to him. He usually woke at 5:00. He got out of bed and got dressed in a pair of white shorts and a white dress shirt before he came back to the letter.

It had the Hogwarts seal on it. Hogwarts was a school in Britain that was, to him, full of arrogant people. Stein sighed and pushed the letter to the back of the dresser surface. He suspected his mother had put it there during his extended rest. He reached for his book which he had placed on a high shelf, but, instead, his hand came in contact with ANOTHER letter. He pulled it down from the shelf and stared at it in annoyance. This time he threw it away. He didn't have time for this. He found his book, Wands & Wandlore, and made his way out of his gray room.

On his way down the tan floral stair case he passed by his father. Stein, being very short, was up to his fathers rib cage. His father wasn't even that tall. A normal kid his age would have been up to his father's shoulder. After making his way down the stair case, Stein proceed to the living room. The living room wasn't that large and only had two windows on ether side of the fire-place. The walls were green and there were 3 book shelves on the edges. In the center there were 2 emerald arm chairs and 1 light green large couch. He sat in the emerald arm-chair closest to the bookshelf and started to read his book.

"Did you see the letter?" His mother asked popping her head into the living room. She was wearing a yellow dress and a pair of brown slippers. Her brown hair was pulled back in to a loose bun with a clear clip.

"Yes." Stein stated with no emotion.

About a second after his comment, his father came down from upstairs. His father was in a brown suit and a red tie. His black hair was messy and cut to 3 inches. He checked last night. His father went to check the mail, but, his wife had gotten there first.

"We-" His mother started and got stopped by Stein.

"I." He stated to correct her. He didn't even look up from his book although.

"You," She corrected herself, a little disappointed. "Are going to have to go shopping." His mother finished. Stein didn't go out much so when he did he would try to declare independence. Staying inside also caused him to have very pale skin.

His father took a seat across from him in the other emerald arm-chair. Soon he seemed to be mumbling about the newspaper he was reading. "The Ministry of Magic seems to be messing things up as usual." His father said.

"How so?" His mother said, trying to start, what Stein considered, a noisy conversation that soon be distracting him from reading. He stood up, with no emotion on his face, and walked out of the room.

Walking through the brightly lit blue hallway, he saw something out of the corner of his eye. It didn't look right. He stayed in place not moving to look at the creature, but on his face fear showed. He saw it coming towards him. It was fast. One second and it was behind him towering over the small boy who was Stein. Stein swung his arm out at it. His hand hit the lamp that was beside him with a crash. There was nothing there. He was the only one in the hallway. Stein felt something on his cheek. "What is this." He thought to himself. He whipped his cheek. He was crying. "Why am I crying? Was I that scared?" He inquired to himself. He tried to get it out of his mind and continued walking. Besides. It was nothing. "Was it?" A voice rang stopped in his tracks.