NOTE: This story was written by me, with no permission from the marvelous lady, * points to England * J.K.R.! * worships J.K.R. * Should know something's before reading, I've changed the Weasleys to a different house. Ravenclaw, I thought Rikki could use some friends so she is in the same year as Fred and George. Ok...On with the Show!
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I woke up Monday morning to find my father, Steven Hulox, Head boy of Hogwarts in his time, one of the smartest wizards in our world, a muggle bank/ministry worker/and a head of a local theatre. He was smiling happily at me and my twin sister, Sara. "Rikki, Sara, come here my darlings," begin then handed us 2 envelopes "Hogwarts!!! You are going to Hogwarts!"
"We are?" my sister asked. She had told me before that she wants to go to an arts school for kids our age. She didn't want to become a witch, plainly. "Does that mean I am going to Hogwarts?"
I bit my lip. She wasn't going to come with me. I knew it. She was always mummy's girl and even though mum was a muggle, dad knew not to cross her. "You don't want to go?" Mum asked with a concerned looked. Then she looked at me, she loved me dearly and I could get what I wanted from dad, mum was just there to smile, "You want to go, don't you?" I nodded.
"Course I do!" I smiled and dad put an arm around me. "I can go, can't I?" I had just gotten a terrible idea in my head. If Sara wasn't going to go, would I get to?
Dad gave one of his 'big-disunions' looks and sat down, "If Sara rather go to the Arts School then Hogwarts, she may go," I got a churn in my stomach, "Rikki on the other hand will go to Hogwarts like her father, and be the best and become Head Girl. Won't you dear?"
I smiled and nodded, "Better than you even!" I grinned. Dad just gave a little laugh as I opened my letter and read it. I was so happy.
Dad said, "Tomorrow Rikki and I will go to Diagon Alley and stay at the Leaky Cauldron for a few days and buy her school supplies, would you like to come Sara?" Dad looked at her, "I can always teacher you magic, from home, just got to owl the ministry to add our house to a certain list."
Sara smiled, "That would be nice daddy!"
I was so happy; I will become a witch, one of the best! But, I wouldn't have anyone going with me. I would be alone. Even though father is a wizard and his whole family is wizards, I've never meet them, they all moved to America and dad wanted to stay in London. Dad never brought any of his wizard friends from the ministry over so I didn't know anyone.
Dad grabbed a blank piece of parchment and a quill. He began writing something and I looked over his shoulder to see what it was:
Dear Headmaster Dumbledore,
I would like to sign up Rikki Hulox for the Student mentor help. Sara will not be going to Hogwarts but Rikki will. Thank you very much.
Your former pupil,
Steven Hulox
I read it silently, and dad looked up at me, "I had a mentor when I went," he paused, "Never forget him, Arthur Weasely.
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I woke up Monday morning to find my father, Steven Hulox, Head boy of Hogwarts in his time, one of the smartest wizards in our world, a muggle bank/ministry worker/and a head of a local theatre. He was smiling happily at me and my twin sister, Sara. "Rikki, Sara, come here my darlings," begin then handed us 2 envelopes "Hogwarts!!! You are going to Hogwarts!"
"We are?" my sister asked. She had told me before that she wants to go to an arts school for kids our age. She didn't want to become a witch, plainly. "Does that mean I am going to Hogwarts?"
I bit my lip. She wasn't going to come with me. I knew it. She was always mummy's girl and even though mum was a muggle, dad knew not to cross her. "You don't want to go?" Mum asked with a concerned looked. Then she looked at me, she loved me dearly and I could get what I wanted from dad, mum was just there to smile, "You want to go, don't you?" I nodded.
"Course I do!" I smiled and dad put an arm around me. "I can go, can't I?" I had just gotten a terrible idea in my head. If Sara wasn't going to go, would I get to?
Dad gave one of his 'big-disunions' looks and sat down, "If Sara rather go to the Arts School then Hogwarts, she may go," I got a churn in my stomach, "Rikki on the other hand will go to Hogwarts like her father, and be the best and become Head Girl. Won't you dear?"
I smiled and nodded, "Better than you even!" I grinned. Dad just gave a little laugh as I opened my letter and read it. I was so happy.
Dad said, "Tomorrow Rikki and I will go to Diagon Alley and stay at the Leaky Cauldron for a few days and buy her school supplies, would you like to come Sara?" Dad looked at her, "I can always teacher you magic, from home, just got to owl the ministry to add our house to a certain list."
Sara smiled, "That would be nice daddy!"
I was so happy; I will become a witch, one of the best! But, I wouldn't have anyone going with me. I would be alone. Even though father is a wizard and his whole family is wizards, I've never meet them, they all moved to America and dad wanted to stay in London. Dad never brought any of his wizard friends from the ministry over so I didn't know anyone.
Dad grabbed a blank piece of parchment and a quill. He began writing something and I looked over his shoulder to see what it was:
Dear Headmaster Dumbledore,
I would like to sign up Rikki Hulox for the Student mentor help. Sara will not be going to Hogwarts but Rikki will. Thank you very much.
Your former pupil,
Steven Hulox
I read it silently, and dad looked up at me, "I had a mentor when I went," he paused, "Never forget him, Arthur Weasely.