A/N: omg so like, please review but NO CHARACTER BASHING THAT TRIGGERS ME.
It is like Hogwarts now but all the characters are going to school now and the battle hasn't happened yet.
It was a pretty normal, but like, special morning that September 1st.
Remedy Everitt Hicks stood at her bedroom window, sipping at an almost unheard of mix of kombucha and chai tea, listening to a recording of Tibetan youths reading Communist propaganda. There was something so fulfilling about it. And no one else in Remedy's music appreciation group would have heard it yet, giving her a head start on Tumblr that day.
She put down her polystyrene cup, choking down the vile mixture and turned to close her authentic, beat up, 1930's era trunk. It had been dug out of a landfill only two weeks ago, and the smell of garbage and dirt was almost gone. Wrinkling her freckled nose, Remedy lifted their wand and flicked it, shutting the trunk on all of their eco-friendly textbooks and locally sourced school robes- made out of organic fabrics. Another year at Hogwarts was approaching.
"Remedy, it is almost time for us to get to the station!" Her mother's voice carried through their large, suburban home. It made Remedy SUPER MAD. Her mother knew that yelling triggered Remedy, so she stormed to her door and pushed the bead curtain back.
"DON'T YELL AT ME, YOU KNOW I FIND IT OFFENSIVE!" She shrieked, before throwing the beads back at each other, and going to grab one of her charity shop sweaters.
Remedy loved attending Hogwarts, but often, she found herself longing to have attended the Hogwarts of old. Back when people were REAL, when music was played on vinyls and OFFENSIVE PEOPLE weren't triggering her. Nowadays, Hogwarts was so mainstream. Like, ten kids had transferred IN last year. What try hards! It really triggered her when people transferred IN to Hogwarts. She sighed, as she pulled the sweater over her head, and began plucking out the white hairs of a cat she did not own.
Roughly an hour later, Remedy came stomping down the stairs in second hand, converse shoes with their trunk hovering dangerously behind. Her father and younger brother, Braxton, stood at the door. Her mother came out of the dining room, the perfect vision of oppressed women in her fitted jeans and chain-store sweater.
"I thought I'd pack you a sandwich for your trip-"
"Did you pack my yeast dough pizza and kale?" Remedy asked, narrowing her totally unique eyes on her mother.
"No, I-"
"You're part of the problem." Remedy muttered angrily, headed for the door that her father held open. She stopped, glaring at the middle aged man who smiled down at her.
"I'M NOT HELPLESS. I CAN OPEN MY OWN DOORS. STOP TREATING ME LIKE I'M YOUR FUCKING PROPERTY!" She screeched, before stepping out of the doorway and making it down the driveway.
The family piled into their four wheel drive, which Remedy DETESTED because the CARBON FOOT PRINT IS SOOO HUGE, and headed off to Kings Cross Station to catch the Hogwarts Express.