Gleaming rays of light broke through a shaded window in London. The narrow
beams revealed a beautiful girl who seemed to be sleeping very well. If one
were to examine her room, they might see all the normal possessions of a
girl, but this girl was far from being normal, or should I say far from
what we would say is normal. Upon closer investigation of this girl's room,
one would find black robes hanging in the closet and a wand in her top-left
desk draw. On the book shelves, you would see books with titles such as The
Standard Book of Spells, Grade 3 or Transfiguration Made Easy. It was true.
This girl was not normal. She wasn't a muggle as they might say. She was a
witch.
"Cho?" spoke a voice from outside the room. "Cho, you need to get up. We've got to pick up your new books today."
"Alright, Mum," replied the girl in a groggy tone. Though the girl answered her mother, she had no intentions of moving from the comfort of her bed; not on a Saturday morning.
"Cho, I called you thirty minutes ago. The day is half gone. Don't make me drag you out of bed, Cho Chang."
"Mum, it's only-it's only ten." Cho pause to look at her bedside clock.
"Only? The way you said that you'd think that ten is too early to get out of bed. If you're not in the kitchen in ten minutes, then I'm going to Diagon Alley by myself. I'll be sure to pick up some polka-dot dress robes for you."
"WHAT! NO, NO. MUM, POLKA-DOTS? I'LL GET UP!"
"Ha. I knew that'd work. Hurry up now, Cho!"
Cho slowly pushed away the covers of her bed. She stood to her feet, and stretched. Polka-dot. Cho kept saying this to herself as she pulled back the curtains in front of her window.
"What a beautiful day!" she said to herself as she gazed out her window seeing a cloudless sky over the suburbs of London.
*~*~*~*~*~*
"Good morning, Cho," spoke a man sitting at the kitchen table. "Are you too big to give me a hug?"
"Good morning, Dad." Cho hugged the man, who was actually her father.
"That's just like you, Cho," teased Mrs. Chang, "hug your father but not me."
"I was going to get to you." Cho seemed slightly offended.
"I was just teasing. Now come over here and give me a hug."
Cho did just that before sitting down to a breakfast of bacon and eggs.
"Looking forward to getting back to school?"
"What?" Cho was completely engrossed in eating. "Oh.yes. I'm really looking forward to getting up early every morning and going to bed late after completing the several tons of homework."
"See, Theo," spoke Mrs. Chang, obviously to Cho's father. "I told you Hogwarts hasn't changed that much since our time their."
"I was just saying that it might be a little different, you know, now that Albus Dumbledore is headmaster." Turning to Cho, he continued, "You know during our days at Hogwarts, Dumbledore was a teacher."
"Oh yeah? Which class?"
"Erm.I can't really remember. I wasn't the top of my class, you know."
A silence fell in the kitchen. Cho's father was scanning the pages of the Daily Prophet when he spoke again.
"This can't be good," he said.
"What is it, Theo. Another exploding toilet?" Cho fought hard to suppress her laughter.
"No. It's Bertha-Bertha Jorkins." Mr. Chang began to read aloud, "Ministry official confirms suspicions of the where-abouts of Ministry worker, Bertha Jorkins. 'Bertha Jorkins is now declared missing, although many here at the Ministry, including myself, believe that Bertha is simply lost with no ways of communication. We feel sure that she will eventually turn up. At this moment, the Minister of Magic has not deployed a search party,' these words coming from the Ministry Press Secretary. 'I will repeat, the Ministry is not concerned." The article continued, but Mr. Chang broke off seeing the look on his wife's face.
"That's rather naive of them," said Cho's mom in a disgusted tone. "You'd think that she should be searched for."
Cho finished her breakfast in silence. After finishing her class of orange juice, Cho rose from the table and returned to her room to dress. After dressing in muggle clothing, she grabbed a parchment from her desk and raced towards the kitchen.
"Are you ready to go? Do you have the list of supplies?" question Cho's mother.
"Yes, yes." replied Cho. "Are we traveling by the Floo Network again?"
"Yes, dear." Mrs. Chang turned to Cho's father. "We will be back around five."
"Ok. Can I get a kiss good bye?"
The two women kissed him on the cheek.
"See you later, Dad!" Cho tossed floo powder into the flames of the kitchen fireplace. "Diagon Alley" she said after stepping into the flames, and the beautiful girl was swept away from the kitchen.
"Cho?" spoke a voice from outside the room. "Cho, you need to get up. We've got to pick up your new books today."
"Alright, Mum," replied the girl in a groggy tone. Though the girl answered her mother, she had no intentions of moving from the comfort of her bed; not on a Saturday morning.
"Cho, I called you thirty minutes ago. The day is half gone. Don't make me drag you out of bed, Cho Chang."
"Mum, it's only-it's only ten." Cho pause to look at her bedside clock.
"Only? The way you said that you'd think that ten is too early to get out of bed. If you're not in the kitchen in ten minutes, then I'm going to Diagon Alley by myself. I'll be sure to pick up some polka-dot dress robes for you."
"WHAT! NO, NO. MUM, POLKA-DOTS? I'LL GET UP!"
"Ha. I knew that'd work. Hurry up now, Cho!"
Cho slowly pushed away the covers of her bed. She stood to her feet, and stretched. Polka-dot. Cho kept saying this to herself as she pulled back the curtains in front of her window.
"What a beautiful day!" she said to herself as she gazed out her window seeing a cloudless sky over the suburbs of London.
*~*~*~*~*~*
"Good morning, Cho," spoke a man sitting at the kitchen table. "Are you too big to give me a hug?"
"Good morning, Dad." Cho hugged the man, who was actually her father.
"That's just like you, Cho," teased Mrs. Chang, "hug your father but not me."
"I was going to get to you." Cho seemed slightly offended.
"I was just teasing. Now come over here and give me a hug."
Cho did just that before sitting down to a breakfast of bacon and eggs.
"Looking forward to getting back to school?"
"What?" Cho was completely engrossed in eating. "Oh.yes. I'm really looking forward to getting up early every morning and going to bed late after completing the several tons of homework."
"See, Theo," spoke Mrs. Chang, obviously to Cho's father. "I told you Hogwarts hasn't changed that much since our time their."
"I was just saying that it might be a little different, you know, now that Albus Dumbledore is headmaster." Turning to Cho, he continued, "You know during our days at Hogwarts, Dumbledore was a teacher."
"Oh yeah? Which class?"
"Erm.I can't really remember. I wasn't the top of my class, you know."
A silence fell in the kitchen. Cho's father was scanning the pages of the Daily Prophet when he spoke again.
"This can't be good," he said.
"What is it, Theo. Another exploding toilet?" Cho fought hard to suppress her laughter.
"No. It's Bertha-Bertha Jorkins." Mr. Chang began to read aloud, "Ministry official confirms suspicions of the where-abouts of Ministry worker, Bertha Jorkins. 'Bertha Jorkins is now declared missing, although many here at the Ministry, including myself, believe that Bertha is simply lost with no ways of communication. We feel sure that she will eventually turn up. At this moment, the Minister of Magic has not deployed a search party,' these words coming from the Ministry Press Secretary. 'I will repeat, the Ministry is not concerned." The article continued, but Mr. Chang broke off seeing the look on his wife's face.
"That's rather naive of them," said Cho's mom in a disgusted tone. "You'd think that she should be searched for."
Cho finished her breakfast in silence. After finishing her class of orange juice, Cho rose from the table and returned to her room to dress. After dressing in muggle clothing, she grabbed a parchment from her desk and raced towards the kitchen.
"Are you ready to go? Do you have the list of supplies?" question Cho's mother.
"Yes, yes." replied Cho. "Are we traveling by the Floo Network again?"
"Yes, dear." Mrs. Chang turned to Cho's father. "We will be back around five."
"Ok. Can I get a kiss good bye?"
The two women kissed him on the cheek.
"See you later, Dad!" Cho tossed floo powder into the flames of the kitchen fireplace. "Diagon Alley" she said after stepping into the flames, and the beautiful girl was swept away from the kitchen.