Disclaimer: Disclaimer: I am not affiliated with JK Rowling in any way. Anything similar to her works is hers. I own Maria and what little plot I had added to the story.
This book is unfinished and at this point will remain so. I've had some people request that I put this on this site so I've decided to do so. I'm currently writing things that have been thought out and outlined more than my 14-year-old self would ever think of. I originally wrote a pretty bad version of this on Wattpad, but updated it last year. A fair warning for those who didn't read the original on Wattpad; Maria is a Mary Sue. Hopefully, a good one, as I tried to redeem her a bit while keeping my original image of her intact. But, she's definitely a Mary Sue.
Maria LeCleu was always a different child. One would expect this, as she was half veela. Even more uncommon, upon Maria's birth, her mother nearly had a heart attack. Maria decided to grace this world with a bang, by sporting bright blue hair. Maria was a metamorphmagus.
Throughout her childhood, Maria was known to have peculiar things happen around her. Once, she was seen on top of the cupboards playing with her dolls. Or she would have said dolls were seen floating around her. Perhaps the strangest occurrence of them all was when she was seen whispering to a snake.
Despite all of her differences, she desperately wanted to fit in. Maria had seen many witches and wizards practicing magic throughout her life. Truly, she knew magic was where she belonged. Her mother, Adrienne LeCleu, had wanted to see grow up like a true veela; but (through many arguments) had conceded that she go to Beauxbatons.
For the first five years of Maria's life, she had grown up in England. However, France is home to the second largest population of veelas in all of Europe. So, Maria's mother decided to move them down to France so Maria could learn about veela culture. Though she never quite fit in, the other veela children often played with her and wondered at her magic. Upon her departure to Beauxbatons, there were many beautiful faces stained with tears.
Beauxbatons, in Maria's opinion, was the greatest magical school that was in existence. They were encouraged to respect their elders and taught magic at an alarming rate. Maria loved the pace of the coursework and never thought any of it was too hard. In her second year, yet another strange occurrence happened to Maria.
Maria was sitting in her Transfiguration class one day practicing conjuring flowers when she dropped her wand. And through what could only be thought to be described as accidental magic, she conjured a dozen lilacs without it. Flustered, Maria tried it again, without her wand. Another dozen flowers, roses this time, appeared. Again, and again, and again she tried it. Each time conjuring more and more flowers without her wand. The teacher praised her for her concentration, and Maria knew that she could soon get used to wandless magic.
Later, towards the end of the year, in Charms class; they were learning the Avis charm for the first time. Now, this is a very advanced spell, but it was a trademark of Beauxbatons' students to know it nonverbally, and wandlessly, by their sixth year. Maria was already doing wandless magic since her Transfiguration class at the beginning of the school year. She wanted to try it nonverbally like the sixth years could do. The result was spectacular. With dozens of birds flying around her, the class looked on in awe. Maria knew then, that her differences between the others in her grade would only grow.
When Maria arrived at her house during the summer break, her mother took her aside with a slight smile on her face. Adrienne LeCleu had explained to Maria that she had gotten a job back in England. Maria was heartbroken. Her mother had never had a job before now but had finally gotten one at a large robe store in England. Although they had quite the fortune; Adrienne felt quite bored by not working. So, they packed up their bags and went to their estate in England.
Maria woke up with a start. Groaning, she looked around the room and saw Daisy, her house elf.
"Miss needs to get up! Miss has a big day ahead of her," Daisy chirped as she started to yank the covers off of Maria.
"Alright, alright, I'm up," Maria said. She rolled out of bed, quite ungracefully, and stretched. "Remind me why I'm up so early, Daisy? I can't quite seem to remember at this hour."
"It's eleven in the morning Miss Maria," Daisy tutted. "Miss has to get her school things from Diagon Alley." With a pop Daisy was gone, leaving no room for argument.
Very lazily, Maria got dressed and went down to the dining hall for breakfast. After quickly eating she went to the fireplace. Maria saw her list of what to get for her third year there. This year would be different from her last two years of magical education. Maria would be going to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry instead of Beauxbatons. She had wanted desperately to go back to Beauxbatons but her mother was insistent on her going to Hogwarts. For what reason, Maria did not know.
After entering the Leaky Cauldron by floo, she was directed to a back wall that through a series of complicated taps led to Diagon Alley. Maria decided to head to Gringotts first. The goblins sneered at her as she walked in. It is unknown how it started, but goblins and veelas have a feud that goes back centuries. And due to the goblin rebellions, the goblins have to protect the vaults of whoever would like one. Including veelas. After an uncomfortably long cart ride to the high-security vaults, Maria got her galleons and quickly left, trying not to anger the goblins more.
Walking aimlessly around Diagon Alley, she saw many shops full of different ages of wizards, and witches. Maria decided to stop in Flourish and Blotts for her course books. Gathering all of her course books proved difficult, as she was taking all eight classes available for third year. Finding only seven of her books, Maria walked up to the register.
"Excuse me," Maria said to the man behind it, "I'm looking for The Monster Book of Monsters, do you have it here?"
The manager let out a small exasperated sigh and pulled a pair of thick gloves on. He started to poke a growling book with a stick. Wait growling?! Maria decided to get a closer look at the books in the iron bars. Each book had teeth, eyes and kept snapping at the manager. Finally, the manager wrangled one out and put it on the counter. Maria quickly paid for her things, while glaring at the book.
"Wouldn't an immobulus spell help keep them still and easier to manage?" Maria asked the storekeeper as she was gathering her books.
"An immobulus spell wouldn- wait, I think it might actually-" the manager quickly cast the spell on all the books. "Thank you, thank you, thank you," was all Maria could hear on her way out of the shop.
Maria got her potions supplies along with quills and parchment, before heading to Twilfitt and Tattings for school robes.
"Mother?" Maria called as she walked into the store. She looked around at the expensive robes in the front of the store as she waited for her mother.
"Maria!" Adrienne LeCleu said. She hugged Maria tightly while smiling. Adrienne was just starting to design dress robes at the shop. She was showing lots of excitement towards the job.
"Ah so this is the brilliant Maria that I've heard all about," the owner of the shop smiled at her. "We have your robes around back here, your mother says it's your first year at Hogwarts. You're a transfer, correct? That'll be exciting, Hogwarts hasn't had a transfer in so long. I hope you get into Hufflepuff dear..."
Maria shared a glance with her mother. The shop owner, Madam Horwich, was a talker, and wouldn't stop talking until you could leave the store. Adrienne handed her daughter her robes and hugged her daughter goodbye as Madam Horwich babbled on.
Fully weighed down with supplies, Maria observed Diagon Alley. She had just enough time to go into one specialty store before leaving for home.
"Quidditch supplies, or a new glove for handling Nyx," Maria mumbled to herself. After a few moments of internal debate, Maria finally decided to go to Magical Menagerie for owl supplies.
The store was nearly filled to the brim with different animals and supplies. Maria had to maneuver quite carefully so as to not hit anything. She finally got towards the section with owls and picked out a nice leather glove and owl treats. The counter seemed to be busy with three students around Maria's age.
"Hm," said the shop owner, picking up a rat. "How old is this rat?"
"Dunno," a redheaded boy said. "Quite old. He used to belong to my brother."
Maria then approached the line, while smiling weakly at the girl she made eye contact with. The girl had big bushy brown hair, buck teeth, and large brown eyes.
"Hermione Granger," the girl said, sticking out her hand.
"Maria LeCleu," Maria said. "I assume you go to Hogwarts, non? I'm transferring there soon."
"A transfer student? There hasn't been one in over a century. They're only allowed in special circumstances. Why are you transferring, if you don't mind me asking?"
"Ma maman got a job here in England. I had gone to Beauxbatons and lived in France before she got her job. She's friends with members of the school board, and I think somewhere along the lines my family was friends with the Headmaster."
"Your family was friends with Albus Dumbledore? Blimey, you must be a pure-blood then. Not many half-bloods can claim that," the redheaded boy said while still looking at his sick rat. The woman behind the counter had gone to get it rat tonic.
"Ron Weasley, Gryffindor, and you are?" He had finally looked up from the rat and stared at Maria. She started to shift uncomfortably, as the black haired boy also started staring at her.
"I'm Maria LeCleu. I'm actually a half-blood. I'm half veela, you see. Probably why you two are still staring," Maria flashed a smile at them. Embarrassed, the two boys quickly looked away. The black haired boy introduced himself.
"Harry Potter," he said while sticking his hand out to her.
"Wow, are you really? I knew you were my age, but I didn't know you went to Hogwarts," Maria said. Before he had the chance to respond, the witch behind the counter came back with the rat tonic.
"How much- OUCH" Ron yelped as a large ball of ginger fur pounced on him. His rat let out a squeal before running out of the store, the two boys chasing it.
Hermione and Maria stood there giggling a bit before cooing at the cat.
"He's part kneazle you know," the shop owner said. Obviously, she was trying to get rid of the cat. "I'll sell him to you at half price."
"Really? I'll take him then." She started petting the cat before grabbing Ron's rat tonic. "I'm going to go give this to Ronald. We're staying at the Leaky Cauldron if you want to come over before school starts. The rest of Ron's family is there as well. You should come meet them."
"I don't have anything better to do, so I think I will," Maria said. "Bye!"
Maria awoke the next morning to a scratch at her window. An old tattered owl was there with a letter from Hermione inviting her to lunch at the Leaky Cauldron.
Upon arriving in the room she noticed five ginger school-aged kids and two ginger adults. These, of course, were the Weasley's. She saw Hermione sitting next to Harry and Ron, and waved to her.
"Maria!" Hermione greeted. "Thanks for coming! I was starting to get drowned in annoying boys."
"Is she talking about us, Forge?" A ginger boy asked.
"I think she is, Gred," an identical ginger said. They looked over at Maria and not so subtly, stared at her.
"You must be Maria," a ginger woman said. "I'm Mrs. Weasley, Hermione told us all she knew about you. The boys too. You're half veela? Come sit, eat, we have more than enough!"
"Thanks for inviting me, Hermione," Maria said as she sat down next to her. The girls immediately started talking about classes and Hogwarts in general.
"You mean there was a troll, and it attacked you three? And you three knocked it out when you were only eleven?" Maria asked while nodding to Ron and Harry. "C'est pas vrai! You're not kidding!"
After talking some more with the three of them and their adventures, Maria noticed that the twins were still glancing at her along with an older boy.
"Anyone there?" Maria snapped her fingers a few times for comedic effect. "I'm only part veela, boys. Maria LeCleu at your service, and you are?"
"Percy Weasley," the eldest boy said. "I'm head boy."
"Pleasure to meet you," Maria responded. "And you two?"
"Well, I'm Fred," one said,
"And I'm George," said the other.
"I'm assuming then, you're Fred," Maria said pointing to the one who said he was George. "And you're George," while pointing at the other.
"She's one of them smart types, huh Fred?" George said.
"It seems like it," Fred said while assessing Maria. "Weasley twins at your service-"
"Prankster extraordinaires-"
"Beaters-"
"Dashing-"
"Handsome-"
"Modest?" Maria cut in while giggling. She then turned to the only ginger girl. "And who are you?"
"Ginny," she said. "I'm only a second year this year, though."
"It's nice to meet you," Maria smiled. "I'm sorry if I'm cutting this short, I have a meeting with the headmaster today, so I can get 'sorted', or whatever it is you do at Hogwarts."
A chorus of goodbyes followed Maria to the fireplace. "Headmaster's office, Hogwarts!" Maria said firmly and off she was.
"Ah, you must be Maria LeCleu," an old man with twinkling eyes said. "Please take a seat." Maria sat down as he said; "As I'm sure you're well aware, you are the first transfer student in over a century. If it weren't for your mother's influence, you would still be going to Beauxbatons. Hogwarts is one of the oldest magic schools in existence, and certainly the largest; as you will find when trying to get to classes. The students are sorted into four houses, Slytherin, Ravenclaw, Hufflepuff, and Gryffindor in front of the rest of the school. However, you may be sorted now, if you wish, as to avoid the questioning glances from your peers."
"I'd like that," Maria nodded.
"This is the sorting hat," Professor Dumbledore explained while picking up a dusty old hat. "It will put you in the house that best suits you."
The old dusty hat was placed on Maria's head. It immediately started speaking in her head.
"Ah, I see. Very ambitious, yes. Very cunning, you'd do well in Sly- what's this, oh very hard working, patient, kind, and loyal, Hufflepuff would do you well too. Very brave, almost too much so, you have a lot of nerve don't you? Gryffindor suited as well. Oh, I see very intelligent, and quick-witted. Ravenclaw would suit you as well. In all of the millennia I've existed, I've never come across this dilemma," it said into her head.
"What dilemma?" Maria thought at it. "Did I do something wrong?"
"Oh nothing wrong my dear, nothing at all," the hat's voice said. "It appears as though you are equally suited to all houses. I've had a tie between two houses, but that's always been sorted out quickly. Never in my years...oh wait. I could...it's never been done before...but there's always a first time for everything..." the hat trailed off before shouting. "Maria LeCleu is to be in all four houses!"
French to English Phrases
non: no
c'est pas vrai: it's not true/no way