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At the moment I'm having an obsession with the Harry Potter movies, they were a Christmas present, so during school and being bored at home I've been thinking about another story to write, I believe this will be good story but it will take some time. I hope you enjoy the first chapter. Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, Only Rebecca.
Tsuki x
Cold air ran through my fur as I sprinted towards the huge castle, it stood tall and beautiful with lights shining from the inside adding to its beauty. My blue eyes pierced through the darkness of the dark forest, how I got there... I have no idea. All I remember is my house burning down with my family inside it, I tried saving them but it was too late. I waved my tail slightly and got ready to jump up a step, It was too high for a white tiger cub to jump. Once I got up onto the step and climbed up the others and listened closely. No sound. Good. I ran round the corner and listened for more sounds, I could hear a group of people talking. They sounded around my age, the talking was coming from upstairs. I walked slowly and steadily up the stairs when I turn the corner I saw the group of young people standing there.
"It's true then, what they were saying on the train, Harry Potter has come to Hogwarts." A voice of a young boy spoke. My eyes widened, Harry Potter. Wow. It would be great to meet him. There were a few whispers around and the students looked at each other and towards the front of the group. "That must be were Harry is standing." I thought to myself.
"This is Crabbe and Goyle. I'm Malfoy, Draco Malfoy." The boy says in a proud voice. I hear another boy snort a giggle. "Think my names funny do you? No need to ask for yours, Red hair and a hand-me-down robe? You must be a Weasley." Judging by the way he was speaking, the boy had a smirk on his face. "You'll soon find out that some wizarding families are better than others, Potter. You don't want to making friends with the wrong sort. I can help you there." The boy speaks with his proud voice. I had heard of the Malfoys, a nasty lot. My father never got along with them. "I can tell the wrong sort for myself thanks." Harry answered back. Malfoy went to say something back but a teacher walked in and told the group to follow her.
As they were walking into the great hall, I decided to follow. I had to get in there somehow. The group of younger kids waited at the front of the hall while more students were sat on long tables. "Will you wait along here please. Now before we begin, Professor Dumbledore would like to say a few words." The woman spoke, calmly. I shrunk back and hid in a corner hoping they wouldn't see me. An old man stood up and looked round the hall while speaking. "I have a few start-of-term notices I wish to announce. The first years please note, that the Dark Forest is strictly forbidden to all students. Also, our caretaker, Mr. Filch, has asked me to remind you that the third floor corridor on the right hand side is out of bounds to all who do not wish to die a most painful death. Thank you." He spoke in a calm voice and sat down.
"When I call your name you will come forth, I shall place the sorting hat on your head, and you shall be sorted into your houses. Hermione Granger!" She called. A girl with bushy hair walked up, looking like she was trying to calm herself down. The sorting hat was placed on her head and thought for a moment before shouting "GRYFFINDOR!" The girl smiled and walks over to the screaming table.
"Draco Malfoy!" The teacher calls again. A blonde haired, Gray eyed boy walks up to the stall. Before the teacher even put the hat on his head it called "SLYTHERIN!" The boy smirked and walked over to the table. "Bloody hell, he looks like the guy who killed my family." I thought sadly to myself. I sigh and listen to the other being placed. I then see Harry place his hand on his forehead. "The scar?" I ask myself. Then his ginger friend went up and was placed in Gryffindor and he was placed there himself but not after about 5 minutes of thinking. "Your attention please!" The woman called to everyone. The old man stood up and announced, "Let the feast... Begin." Suddenly food appeared and everyone started eating. Then out of nowhere a scream went through the hall, my head shoots up and I see a girl looking straight at me. "Crap..." I think to myself before running away from the girl. "A WHITE TIGER!" She screamed. Then without thinking and leap between the four tables with every person in the room looking at me. Suddenly everyone starts screaming and the old man had stand up and shout, 'QUIET!" Everyone stopped screaming and sat back into their seats. I started to shake, I was frightened. I started to back up but the doors closed and I couldn't get out. My ears lay flat on my head and my tail was between my legs to show I was scared. The old man stood up and walked around the table to crouched down a bit with a piece of chicken in his hand. I hadn't eaten in weeks, I was starving. I started to walk slowly to him, my eyes darted everywhere. Soon enough I'm standing in front of him and sniffed the chicken. I ate the chicken slowly and cautiously.
Suddenly my body felt weird, my teeth started to shrink and my paws turned into hands. Soon enough I stood there on two feet. A girl with striking blue eyes and thick blonde curly hair, the clothes I wore consisted of a blue top that hung off one shoulder and was ripped and covered in mug and blood, along with black baggy 3/4 s also covered in mud and ripped. My face was covered in cuts and bruises and mud also there was a huge cut from my right ear and across my right cheek. I was very skinny as I hadn't eaten in weeks. "As I thought. Your an animagus and at such a young age too. My child what is your name?" I looked round at everyone and turned very shy and glanced at the floor. "There's no need to be shy my dear." He spoke softly and went to touch my shoulder but I flinched away. I was scared, I hadn't trust anyone since my family was killed. "My dear, your name?" He asked softly. "R-Rebecca S-Shipping." I stutter out and turn slightly red.
"Rebecca, what happened to you?" he spoke again. I close my eyes and shake my head showing that I didn't want to talk about it. I hear him sigh and him call out; "Everyone please carry on eating, Professor Snape, could you please take this young lady to the hospital wing." He asks a pale man with a stern face. The man nods and gets up from his seat. "Follow me." He says. I nod and follow him. The castle was beautiful, I had never seen a place so big and elegant in my life. As I'm looking round the building I turn to hard to the right and split open cut on my face. I hiss in pain and stop walking and grab my face. The professor notices this and walks to my side, he touches my hand gently (This is a bit OOC) but I flinch and turn away from him. "Please, don't touch me." I whisper.
"Is something wrong Miss Shipping?" He asks sternly.
"I'm sorry, I've been travelling for weeks, without food and I'm a bit scared about being round people." I whisper. He beacons me to follow him, so I do. Soon enough we reach a room full of hospital beds and medical things. He tells me to sit on a bed and then walks out the room. When I realize he's not coming back, I lay down in the bed and fall into a decent night sleep for the first time in 4 weeks.