What if Sabrina Grimm was adopted?
What if all the way in Brittan a wizard and his wife have been missing for 11 years?
Puck was never a Everafter? His dad is Draco Malfoy?
Sabrina never chased the Scarlet Hand and her family stayed intact and she lived happily for 11 years.
No fairytale, no magical barrier and no Granny. What is Daphne has turned into a snobby little girl who hates her sister for being 'Different'?
Also Rose Weasly has not gone to school till now. Kk now that that is clear…
Chapter One- Weird Doesn't Even Cover It
SABRINA'S POV
Time- 4 weeks before school starts.
As I opened the door to my New York apartment, getting back from my best friend, Angie's house. It was 11:30 am and I had just had the greatest sleepover ever.
My mom insisted that I come back home. As I looked inside I saw my mom and dad both staring wide-eye at the bird on the coffee table.
"Mom, why is there a owl on the coffee table?" I asked, shutting the door.
"I really…" She started.
The owl was a oak-wood color and had black specks. The bird screeched and flew at me. I screamed and ducked.
It flapped above me, hooted angrily and landed in front of me, holding its beak to me, a white envelope was stuck in the bird's mouth.
I took it, freaked and the bird took off, out the open window.
"Dad, why did that owl hand me this letter?" I asked, staring at the thing, expecting it to just blow up.
My mom and dad just stared at me.
"MOM!" Daphne screamed running down the hall, she was in a bright, bubble gum pink top and white caprice, her dark hair was in its usual braids and she held her pom-poms in her hand.
She does cheer, sadly.
She looked over at me, and threw a disgusted at my clothes a look like, 'Do you just like embarrassing me?' I chanced a glance at myself.
I had on a dark red shirt that read 'Dr. Pepper' and beat up jeans. My sneakers weren't in the best condition, but is that my fault? No.
"Why did Sabrina scream? I was practicing my flip on my bed and Sabrina's stupid scream threw me off!"
"Daphne, just calm…" My dad started, not really wanting to go into detail with Little Miss Perfect about how an owl just flew in and gave me a letter.
"What's that?" She asked, suddenly interested in my letter, she snatched it out of my hands and read the address.
"To Sabrina Grimm, Grimm Living Room, New York City? What the heck?"
She turned it over and looked at the wax stamp. It was in a rich red and a 'H' was stamped into it.
"Looks stupid." She said, tossing it to me. I grabbed it before it hit the floor and opened it carefully.
"Sabrina!" My mom said, freaking.
"Mom, it's a letter. Not a bomb." I said, rolling my eyes. I pulled out the paper and stared at it. It had to be a prank.
HOGWARTS SCHOOL
Of Witchcraft and Wizardry
Headmistress: Minerva McGonagall
Dear Miss Grimm,
We are pleased to inform you that you has been accepted into Hogwarts School for Witchcraft and Wizardry. Please find enclosed a list of all the necessary books and equipment. Term begins on September 1. We await your owl no later than July 31.
Your Sincerely,
Gale Holth
Deputy Headmaster
My mom snatched the letter out of my hands and read it over and over, thinking it had something different on it. I reached inside the envelope and pulled out 2 more pieces of paper.
One was a list, it had the most, strange and weird things written on it. One was a bat livers?
Huh?
Another was a wand. I shook my head and looked at the other piece of paper. Daphne was trying hard to look at the letter.
Miss. Grimm, Mrs. Weasley will be picking you up to take you to London at noon, Friday, July 29th.
There was no signature at the bottom of this one.
"Well you aren't going." My dad announced.
"Going where?" Daphne demanded.
"To this stupid school."
"Well someone is suppose to be picking me up at noon, today." I said.
"Probably just a prank." My mom said, waving it off. But I really didn't think it was just a prank.
I glanced at the clock, noon.
"What's the school called?" Daphne asked.
"Hogwarts" My dad said, just than the doorbell rang.
"I've got it!" I yelled and ran to the door. I swung it open and there, standing in the doorway was a woman in her mid twenties.
She was in a white tee shirt and jeans. She had bushy brown hair and black boots. She smiled and walked right in.
"Hello!" She called, having a British accent. "I'm Mrs. Weasly, here to bring Sabrina Grimm off to wizardry school."
"Wizardry school!" Daphne asked, wide eyed. Than she fell to the floor laughing.
"Magic!" She yelled, having another fit of laughs.
"Yes, magic." Ms. Weasly said, rolling her eyes.
"It's as if you haven't gotten your letter till today! Now where is Sabrina?" She asked.
"Me!" I said, shutting the door.
"Ah," She cooed, smiling, "Now where are your bags dear?"
"Bags? I've only been home a half an hour, and I just got the letter."
"Just got the letter?" She said, shocked.
"Yeah," I said, nodding. Not like I planned to go to Hogwarts.
"Now wait here. This joke has gone on long enough." My dad huffed. "My daughter isn't going anywhere and there is no such thing as magic."
"Of course there is!" The woman yelled, "Are you really that think headed?"
"Now, wait a second." My dad yelled, walking toward her, but my mom stopped him.
"Now, what's your first name?" She asked. Ms. Weaslyrolled her eyes, and mumbled "How rude." And said aloud, "Hermione,Now, Sabrina, let's go pack."
"No!" My dad and mom yelled. "She isn't going."
"Your daughter has a gift and you are ignoring it?"
"My daughter isn't a weirdo." My dad yelled. Hermione sighed and pulled out a stick…
Wand.
She said quickly, " Incendio," and the couch erupted in flames. My sister screamed and my mom ran over and started whacking the pillow.
Hermione smiled pleased and pointed her wand at the pillow. She said another spell and water shot out of her wand and put out the flames.
"Now, Sabrina let's pack." I lead her up to my room, afraid she'd turn the wand on me. She gazed at my room as I pulled out my black luggage bag and started the slow prosess of packing.
"Oh let me!" She groaned and flicked her wand. Clothes a flew into the bag, the bag zipped itself up and she walked over and grabbed it.
"Come along." She said and walked back out of my room. I followed Hermione, very reluctantly though.
My mom, sister, and dad were at the bottom of the stairs.
Daphnewas behind my mom, holding a kitchen knife. When Hermione saw the sight she laughed.
"You really… Girl, I am a witch. I have magic. I can stun you with such ease it's not funny."
Daphne shot her a glare but kept that snobby mouth of hers shut. "Now, if you excuse us, we will be leaving."
"No-" My dad yelled, but Hermione pointed her wand at him.
"I have strict orders to get her to England so she can go to Hogwarts."
"I- er- This…" My dad stumbled.
"Henry, let her go." My mom touched his shoulder.
"So she'll be gone the whole school year at this freak school and I can live in peace?" Daphne asked.
"You are as bad a Duddley." Hermione said under her breath.
"Who?"
"No one." Hermione said quickly. "But yes, she'll be gone."
"Fine!" My father said, ruffly. "Go on to school."
"Write sweetie!" My mom said hugging me. My dad hugged me as well and Daphne was jumping around, happy to have me go.
"Mrs. Weasley?" I asked, tentatively. Praying she would blast me with her wand.
"You can call me Hermione." She said, smiling down on me.
"Hermione, can I er- grab something quickly?" Her wand it her hands was giving me the creeps. She nodded and I sprinted upstairs.
I grabbed my small battered powered I pod charger and my I pod. I grabbed the set of batteries I kept and ran downstairs. I threw them into my bag and Hermione didn't say a word.
I smiled one more time and Hermione and I left. She didn't say a word as she drove my to the airport.
Nothing on the flight, she kept her lips sealed, and nose in a book. I looked out the small window of the plane as stared at New York.
It was shrinking in the distant and I felt no longing to go back. More to toss myself out of the plane and just…
"Cheer up," Hermione said, "It's not that bad. You'll love Hogwarts. Plus you won't be alone."
"And why's that?" I demanded angrily.
"I have a daughter who is starting this year." She smiled at me sweetly and my thoughts of jumping out of the plane vanished.
"Hey," I told myself quietly. Hermione, I was sure, didn't hear what I was saying. "At least I'm away from Daphne." And that put a smile on my face.
Okay so now I'm trying to decided if I should keep going? What do you think? Comment please!