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Chapter 1: Adoption
'The darkness seeped through under the door, creeping up towards her...'
Ivory adjusted the light coming from the streaks in her hair, yes they do change colour at her will. Then she heard the nun of the orphanage open the front door, the voice sounding of a young man and the nun's reply. "Yes...Ivory Jadesm...are you sure...there-"
"Could you just wake the poor girl so we can talk to her," the voice of an old women but one that had authority came clearly through the closed door.
"Of course, just knock on the door she'll wake up."
"Thank you, Mr Potter will sign the adoption forms now and I will speak to the child."
Ivory quickly dulled her hair and pretended to be asleep.
The door opened after a quick knock and an old stern looking lady opened the door, "Ivory Jadesmith if I am correct."
"Yes," Ivory answered tentatively.
"Well, I hope you will be pleased to know that I have someone that wants to adopt you. He has 2 sons and 1 daughter and very soon if you agree another daughter. Personally I would say yes," and with that she left the room leaving Ivory in utter confusion. Ivory was stunned, someone wanted to adopt her and on her 11th birthday to. A young man entered the room then and she quickly offered him the chair next to the desk.
"Hello Ivory, I'm Harry Potter and thinking about adopting you as it would be easiest for you and for the orphanage as you are a wizard or more like a witch actually."
"I'm a what?"
The man called Harry Potter just smiled remembering he had the same reaction when he was first told.
"Yes, magic is real and you are enrolled at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. The finest school ever run. Professor McGonagall you just met and will meet plenty more of the staff soon but first I have to know if you agree with me adopting you."
"I..I...I have a choice? What I mean is yes your the first person to want to adopt me." Joy ran through Ivory and she felt as this was the happiest day of her life, but accidentally letting her emotions get the better of her hair which was usually black with slightly lighter streaks started going crazy with all these emotions started to rapidly change colour and glowing. Embarrassed she quickly got control and changed the colour back to normal.
"Ah, so your also a Metamorphosis. Oh Ivory before you pack could I see your arm."
Ivory showed him her right arm. "No, the left one please." She hastened. "It's okay," Harry said I just want to see it. So she showed him. On the inner left forearm there it was tattooed in black the Dark Mark. He nodded. "Do you want it taken away? I'll understand if you don't want to." Harry said reassuringly but he looked concerned.
"Thank you, but no thank you it's the only memory of my family I have left."
"I understand completely. Now get packed I'll just finish signing the adoption forms."
Best day of my life. Ivory thought. Getting adopted and going to have 2 brothers and a sister.
