BTW: This story takes place in the time of the original marauders. So i was thinking, how come all the trouble makers are guys? Unfair. That's were Avanelle comes in!
Chapter ~uno..I.~
Her dad's a squib, mum's a witch. Their only daughter's name is Avanelle. Avanelle Ropinski. She had only one sibling if you don't count her best friend Sirius Black. The Ropinski and the Black families have been good friends since... who knows. Sirius Black had gotten his letter early that morning.
*flashback SB POV*
"Mum look, i got my letter!" a very happy Sirius exclaimed. He went to his brother so he could see it, and Sirius tripped and fell, again.
Regulous, Sirius's brother, laughed.
"It's not funny! I'm serious!" Sirius yelled.
"I know you are SIRIOUS! You are my brother how could I forget?" Regulous teased.
*end of flashback*
Avanelle had also received her letter that morning.
*flashback AR POV*
"Yay i finally got my letter!" Ava screamed during breakfast.
"Congrats, little sister, would you like a cookie?" Zonko, her older brother, snootily replied in a sarcastic voice.
"Yes, I very much would like a cookie!" Ava replied, also in a sarcastic tone.
"Here you go!" Zonko screamed. Surprisingly he stood up and chucked an Oreo at her.
"Hey I thought we were being sarcastic!" Avanelle replied, but all the same picked up the Oreo, and ate it.
*end of flashback*
Now she was dying to go to Diagon Alley, literally. She refused to eat or sleep until they went. Now she was just waiting for her mom to stop fussing with her hair. Ava was also rather excited to get to Hogwarts. Her entire family had gone and graduated as a pureblood Slytherin at Hogwarts. So she was pretty nervous about being sorted. Sirius Black would also be a first year this semester. Ava and Sirius are always mentioned together, never separate:
Q: "How are Avanelle and Sirius?"
A: "They've been turning muggles green without the notice of the minister, the usual.
Q: "What did Ava and Sirius do this time?"
A: "Lit the cat on fire, and destroyed the house."
The ladder was said most frequently, well, not the part about lighting the cat on fire.
They were always pulling pranks or wreaking havoc among muggles or their families. But of course, Zonko would ruin their fun. Zonko, the Oreo throwing maniac, is sixteen and is currently a squib.
"Avanelle!" her mother screamed, she was apparently done with her hair," I thought you wanted leave immediately!"
"Sorry mother, I was thinking." Ava said with a distant look in her eyes.
"Ah, thinking. Well come on then lets hurry on! Sirius will be getting his supply also." Mum smiled as she said this. She had the insane idea that Ava had a liking for him. Unfortunately, whenever Avanelle disagreed, she would ignore her. Zonko of course teased her about it, but he soon learned his lesson; never, ever, insult Avanelle Ropinski unless you live near a hospital.
"Yay..." Ava sarcastically exclaimed, "Let's go." She and her mother stepped outside and stood by the curb. "Mum, how exactly are we to get there?" Ava asked quizzically.
"Oh right, we will be taking a bus, sweet," she explained.
"But It'll take hours to get from here to London!" she whined. Ava then noticed her mother sticking her wand out over the road. The wand was made of blackthorn, eleven inches, with a dragon heartstring core from "Ollivander's".
"Mom wha-" Avanelle's voice was then muffled by the sound of an engine. The vehicle to which this engine belonged to was a huge, purple, metallic, triple-decker bus. "Cool mom!" Ava shrieked. Avanelle stood beside the bus and stared at her reflection. She was pale as always, her abnormal, as her mother put it, neon green eyes seemed to glow since highlighted by the snowy whites of her eyes which were bordered with long black eyelashes. She was wearing black skinny jeans, green ballet flats, and a dark green casmier sweater over her light green spaghetti strap shirt. Then there's her hair. Her mother fussed with her hair so much, she had successfully straitened Ava's hair permanently. For all she knew, her hair might actually be curly, but she wouldn't know because it was straitened all the time, another reason to be excited to attend Hogwarts. The freedom to style her own hair! It was a stupid reason so she kept it to herself. At the moment her hair was pitch black, strait, and had grown an inch-and-a-half past her shoulders.
" 'Ello, my name be Josh," the voice startled Ava, and she spun around to see a young man in a purple uniform holding a strange contraption. " 'Ere es your ticket madam," He wound a small lever and two small pink tickets popped out of the contraption. He handed one to mum, and then handed one to me.
"Er... thank you, Josh," Ava muttered as she stepped onto the bus. "Mum. This is. Not. Safe. At all." Ava whispered. Although the interior of the bus was very beautiful, with a chandelier and everything, the seating arrangements were ridiculous, as were the chairs. The seats were literally miscellaneous chairs that were spread about the bus, some even facing backwards. They weren't screwed to the ground either, without any seat-belts, handle bars, or railings, this bus was sure to be a rollercoaster ride. "Now this is my kind of bus!" Ava murmured silently to herself.
"Where to miss?" the driver asked, "I'm Ernie, the driver of this fine vehicle," A man in his mid-thirties was sitting in the driver's seat. He had dark brown hair, and thick glasses.
"To The Leaky Cauldron please." My mother said quite hastily.
"That's in London," I added subconsciously, "Mum can we sit in the front?"
"I don't see what difference it would make."
"What do you me-" she stopped mid-sentence when she saw the speedometer. It scaled up to three hundred miles per hour. Out through the corner of her eye she saw Ernie put the bus into drive. "Oh dear Merlin save me," She whispered as she just barely sat down in time, as it shot forward like a bullet. Avanelle glanced at the speedometer, one-hundred-twenty and still climbing. Her chair was rolling as if on wheels all around the bus, spinning and spinning, until suddenly it stopped, causing her chair to fly forward. She looked out the window and immediately knew where they were. She could spot Sirius getting on the bus. "Sirius! Over here!" Ava yelled, as she shot her hand up and waved at him. Sirius grinned and walked over.
"How's it goin-" Sirius began, but Ava didn't let him finish.
"Sit down quickly!" Ava whispered as she pulled him into the chair next to her. She untied her right shoe, took the lace out and tied the two chairs together with a series of complicated knots, finally satisfied, she sat down.
"Ava, why did you do that?" Sirius asked. Ava pointed at the speedometer and he immediately understood.
"Once the engine star-" Again Ava's voice was muffled by the sound of the engine. She instinctively held on to her chair, Sirius doing the same. Then it sped off, the two of them were whirring around the bus as it sped away, and by now they were laughing. It really was a roller-coaster ride. When they arrived, Ava and Sirius where so dizzy, they both had to lean on things to find their way out. Mum paid the kind driver with a sickle.
''Hey, Mum. Can we take the bus back home?" Ava asked her mother innocently. She almost fell down laughing at the look on her Mom's face. ''See you later Sirius!" Ava called out.
"What would you like to get first?" Her mum asked kindly.
"My wand!" Ava begged in a childish manner.
"Calm down dear, people will stare, and stop acting like a child!" her mother silently scolded. None the less, they walked inside the Leaky Caldron and into the small room in the back and tapped the wall in the correct fashion. Ava had been here before to pick out a broom as a birthday present, so Diagon Alley wasn't as jaw dropping as it used to be. About ten minutes later they arrived at Olivander's. Mum left her alone in the shop so she could go buy something. Ava was about to leave when she heard a sound. She turned around and saw a man with big blue eyes, glasses, and blonde hair, aiming a rubber band at her. When he saw that she had turned around he put it down.
''The name's Olivander, and you are Avanelle Ropinski, daughter of Angela and Joseph Ropinski. I believe your mother's wand was blackthorn, eleven inches, and a dragon heart string core." The man said as he ran around his shop. What a crazy person! Absolutely bonkers! Avanelle thought to herself. He soon came back with a wand that was about nine inches long. "Try this m'dear," he said as he handed it to her," Nine inches, dragon heartstring, yew." She picked up the wand and waved it around, and an outburst of air blew up knocking almost every box off the shelves behind the desk. "Nope. How 'bout this one? Twelve inches, unicorn hair, oak." All Ava did was touch it, and the wand burnt her hand. "No, no, defenently not," the man said hastily.
Ollivander had disappeared into the back, and after a few minutes he returned with a very elegant wand. "Nine inches, phoenix feather, silver." Ava picked up the beautiful wand and waved it at the mess of boxes she had created, and they magically placed themselves back into the proper position. "Perfect!" he yelled, "That would be one galleon, miss." Ava handed him a galleon, and skipped out of the store. And as she did so, she could hear Ollivander muttering, "Curious, very curious."
"Sir, what's curious?" Ava asked as she spun around to face him.
"Curious has four definitions-"
"No! You said that something was curious. What was it?"
"What was curious is the fact that, that wand, picked you."
"And what is so weird about that?"
"Well you see, not all these wands were made by me," Ava gasped when she heard that, "some of these wands were indeed made by my sister, Abigail. Most of her wands have sold already and I think that was the last one."
"So?"
"Abigail's wands were only sold to animaguses," he continued after seeing Ava's puzzled look, "You, my dear, aren't an animagus. Yet."
"Whoa, whoa, whoa. What's an animagus, and what do you mean yet?" she exclaimed.
"An animagus is someone who can transform into a specific animal. I can tell you aren't an animagus because of your reaction when you heard the word."
As I walked out of the shop, my mom greeted me with a smile.
"What-" she began.
"Pheonix feather, Silver." I answered for her.
"Silver? I've never heard of a metal being used instead of wood." She said. Which made me think of Ollivander's sister, Abigail. He hadn't answered her second question, what did he meanby yet? Now what animal could I possibly be able to transform into?
So, how was the first chapter? Was it worth eating pop-corn while reading it, or was it so terrible that you had to glue your-self to your seatin order to finish. I'm not sure if you noticed, but there is a button down there that says Review. Try clicking it. Im almost positive that it doesn't bite...
