I've been thinking about writing a story for awhile now and this one just kind of came to me. It is my first ever story I will be brave enough to post so I hope you all will enjoy it. Please note that I do not own Harry Potter.

The Odd Slytherin

Chapter 1: I'm a what?

There's a weird lady at my door. Strange to be wearing a cloak at this time of year. It's too early for Halloween, a hobby maybe? The women let out an awkward cough. "Excuse me Miss, I'm looking for Heather MayFlower. Are you perhaps her younger sister?" How rude. I may be short but I'm sure there are other short people my age. "Who are you lady? I was told not to talk to strangers."

The lady gave me a somewhat stern look. "Pardon me my name is Minerva McGonagall. I really must speak with Miss. MayFlower, Her parents too If their home." Huh. weird name for a weird lady. She is dressed quite odd. Maybe she's a professional cosplayer. Heard about them, sounds like a cool job to be honest. Maybe she wants me to be her apprentice or something. Sounds better than school. I look at her with narrowed eyes. " Why? You here to recruit her or something?" The lady gives me a weird look "In a way I suppose." Ahah! I was right! If this lady saw potential in me then i'll be the best cosplayer in the whole world!

"In that case Miss weird (wierd?) lady I will gladly introduce you to my parents! Right this way please." I bow to her as she walks in thanking me. A little over the top, but anything for my soon to be master cosplayer! I lead her to the living room where lo and behold awaits my mother reading a book! "Dearest mother!" I cry "Worry for me no more! For great fortune has blessed your youngest today!"

My mother sighs and puts down her book, "I'm sure it has and have you done your chores today?" I feel a sense of dread as look over at the kitchen sink. "Oops." Really I had no excuse but what professional cosplayer needs to be doing chores anyways?(overlooking the fact that she's not a cosplayer)

Mom gives me a somewhat annoyed look "Oops is right. You're doing them after dinner tonight. No buts. And who's this?" I brighten up "Mom! This is what I came to talk to you about! The lady says her names Minerva McGonagall!" I turn to the cosplayer "Mistress McGonagall would you care for some coffee?"

The lady gives me a little smile " That would be most appreciated. With cream if you may?" "Certainly!" I cry. Wouldn't do to be rude to my Master. I dash to the kitchen vaguely hearing my mom ask for some too.

Pausing in the kitchen I quickly come across a dilemma. I can't make coffee! "Well no biggie! Maybe Dad has some left over in the pot! Yes! Score one for heather!" Ok next is cream...I know how Mom likes her coffee but what about Master? I get the cream out of the fridge and try to measure out the cream in the coffee. "One? Maybe two cups? Oops!"... Maybe she won't mind five.

I make my way back to the living room as both woman seem to just be staring at each other. New game? Mom turns to look at me with a somewhat blank look. "Heather, You're a witch."

...I'm a what? Surely I'm not that bad of a daughter. I mean my coffee(Dads) isn't that bad, and my chores do get done eventually. Wait. She said witch. Well that's a completely different story! I'm a magic cosplayer! "You said that I have magic!?" I turn to future Master but she seems a bit stunned. "You mean to say that this little girl is Miss Heather MayFlower?"

Mom and I both look at her. Why is she so surprised? Oh yeah I forgot to introduce myself. "She does look eight doesn't she?" Mom says smirking at me. Harsh Mom. Harsh. "I am not that small! Besides I'm steadily growing!" "steadily." Mom says. "You just finally reached 4'ft. Plus with your personality it's no wonder people think your younger than you are!" I start tuning her out. I hear it loads of times it tends to just bounce off. Instead I turn to Master " Getting back on topic! Master did I hear right? Do I have Magic?" Master looks at me startled. "Master?" Did I call her master? Oops. " E-hem yes. You are indeed a witch Miss MayFlower and if you choose to, you will be going to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Your letter is right here." She hands me an official looking letter and waits for me to open it.

Heather Azure MayFlower

2967 of East Hill, London

Second room upstairs

Weird. Am I that popular that they know where I sleep? My first stalkers!? I speed read the rest of the letter stopping at the end. "Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore...Thats alot of titles." To think they take cosplay this far. Slowly i take out the list of items. Hey now! I can get a familier out of this! "I can have a pet! Mom! Can I get a black one like KiKi's?!" Mom takes the list out of my hands. "If you can take care of it." She turns to Master. "It looks like she's already accepted. Do you know where we can get all of this?" "Certainly" Master reassures "If you please meet here at this time tomorrow I will show you. In the meantime do you have any concerns you would like to share with me?" she hands a slip of paper to mom who puts it in her pocket before I could get to it. "Yes I'm wondering how you actually knew she was a witch? She's shown no signs so far!" Poor mom. I'm wondering if she thinks i'm being stalked as well? I am pretty cute and awesome.

McGonagall nods her head in understanding. " Mrs. MayFlower, it's because there was a trace of accidental magic here. Has there ever been something unusual happen whenever Miss MayFlower would get sad, excited or angry?" Mom glances at me. "Actually she's somewhat emotionally detached. She shows appropriate emotions when she feels like it, But her true emotions don't really show unless she's either doing some form of art." Jeez Mom you make me seem like a sociopath. Well I do like to draw and sing. I mostly sing when I feel like it, but I could show them my pictures… " Do you want to go upstairs and see my drawings? I don't normally show them off but if you want…" I hesitate. Not even mom has seen them all. She's only really seen my doodles on abandoned homework. "If you would Miss MayFlower. I'm interested to see what artwork you've done" Master says smiling. I shuffle embarrassed. "Well... alright since its you."

I lead them upstairs to my room "Sorry for the mess. Didn't know I'd have guests." ignoring my moms mumbled (You should keep it clean anyways) I show them in.

It's not that bad I should say if you ignore all the art stuff littered everywhere, paintings stacked to the side. Pencils, pens and paint brushes scattered out across my desk. It's mostly decent. "Heather! Your back!" comes a voice somewhere in the room. "Of course she's back numbskull. What you think she got murdered and left us?" comes another voice. " Richard that's rude. Apologize to Frank!" this one sounded female. " Kate do you always have to order them around? It's not like they care!" another female voice.

Oh oh. A 'fights' going to break out if i don't stop this "Guys! I brought guests! Stop fighting!" I yell. I can figuratively feel Masters eyes on me as I bring out my talking paintings. Mom looks stunned as she looks at my animated portraits of Fred, Richard, Kate and Princess. (i don't know why her names princess but she insisted) " And all this time I thought you were talking to yourself! I'm so sorry I called you crazy Heather!" wait what? I look at mom shocked. " You thought I was talking to myself? Two of them are guys!" Sheesh mom! "Astounding!" Master interrupts "To think you were able to do this! That requires years worth of charms knowledge! Flitwick would love to see this!" Masters impressed! "Heather who's the weird lady?" Richard! How could you call Master weird!?(ignoring the fact that she did so the start of the chapter) I turn to Master "Is it alright If I bring them along?" I look at her with my best puppy dog eyes ever. " Of course! Why I'm sure Hogwarts would love to have them!" Master turns to Mom. "does this proof suffice for you ?" Mom looks at Master. "There's talking pictures in my daughters room. If that's not proof then I don't know what is. "Proof? What proof? What are they talking about Heather?" Demands Princess.

"Ah! Guys! Great news has arrived to us! Behold! For I am a witch!" I say proudly. "You weren't that bad of a daughter! Don't you think that's a bit harsh?" Says Frank. "Witch Frank not *****!" "Ritchard! Watch your mouth!" Kate scolds. Richard turns on Kate. "You think your so high and mighty well let me tell you!" I turn to the two adults in the room. "I think it's time to go…" They both nod. "Yes let's go" Master says.

We make our way to the front door I nervously turn to Master "Master? Was the coffee to your pleasing?"

Master turns to me with a small smile on her lips. " Your Dads coffee was quite delicious Miss MayFlower and please call me Professor McGonagall. Master is a bit too much." "Yes Professor!" I cry. Anything for Master.

As Professor McGonagall left, Heather Azure MayFlower was hit with a sudden thought. "How did she know it was my Dads coffee!?" "Your so weird Heather. Go and do the dishes now." Sighs Mom as she goes back to her book.

Well there is the first chapter of The Odd Slytherin. Please tell me your thoughts! Frank is a representative painting of Heathers sadness. Richard was painted when heather was angy. Princess is basically Heathers up and coming puberty and Kate was a bit of an accident. She drew her up while she was frustrated at the other paintings so her mom side came out. Also the address was a totally made up one that I came up with on the Top of my head. If it's real I'd be surprised. I'll try to type up the next chapter next Friday at the earliest. Till then Tata!