To: My Crystal and Yuki, for making sure I wrote this and gave me good ideas.
Alyssa and Kailah, for always having something to say, maybe you might finish this chapter, eh?
Davina: For being my fellow slythie, and putting up with my endless questions.
Finally, to our dearest Alice, for putting up with our terrible bullying and just being a good laugh.
Well guys, this is for you,
Love, your one and only, Dawn

Harry Potter and the Seven Sirens

Five years earlier…

"Hello" I smiled down at the small tabby cat, which padded over to where I sat. She meowed and I petted her, feeling the vibrations of the purr. "What's your name?" I asked, continuing to pat the stray, wondering if daddy would let me keep her.
The cat cried and a small voice floated towards me. "Hungry," it said. I looked around, surprised, trying to see who had spoken. My garden was empty save from the cat and me. She cried again, and the voice said again, "Hungry," I got an image of small while mice running away and the smell of some really bad smelling chicken. I looked down at the small cat in my arms in awe; she stared back with rich green eyes. "Did you just talk?" I asked the cat, my voice barely above a whisper. The small voice sounded again, only this time, stronger. "Hungry, please…" I stared silently at the small ball of fur for a moment before yelling, "Daddy!" I rushed into the kitchen, holding the tabby. "Daddy!" I called again and there was the sound of rushing footsteps coming down the stairs. My daddy looked at me with worry. "What is it?" he asked, voice slightly frantic and breathless. His eyes fell on the cat in my arms. "What's that?" he asked, his voice losing the worry.
"A cat," I said happily, petting her head. "Can I give her some food daddy? She said she was hungry." Daddy nodded, before freezing and looking at me with the worry once more. I went to the fridge to get the sliced ham cuts that we normally make for sandwiches. "What did you say?" he asked, watching me with careful eyes as I offered the ham to the starving cat, who bit into it happily. "She said she was hungry," I replied, frowning. I giggled as her rough tongue move across my palm, daddy breathed out slowly and said in a calm voice. "She talked to you, like I'm talking to you now?" I nodded, frowning once again. "Daddy, what's wrong?"
After a long moment, he said in a quite voice. "Don't ever tell anyone that you can speak to animals. Don't talk back to them – ignore them." I looked down at the small cat in my arms. "So, I can't keep her?"
"No." Daddy yelled, making me jump and my grip on the small kitty tighten. "No, Dawn," he said in a more softer tone "You can't."
Tears filled up in my eyes. "Please daddy…"
"No," he repeated. "Don't ask me again. Give it some food and then let it out." With that, he stormed up the stairs, muttering something about sending a letter. I hugged the still eating cat and slipped out of the kitchen to the back garden. Putting the cat down, I wiped at my damp cheeks "Go," I pointed in the direction in front of me. When the cat made no movement to go, I yelled, "Go," watching as she stared up at me with knowing eyes. Then, she scampered off, but a small voice carried back to me.
"Thank you."

Five years on…

"Daddy," I called, storming down the stairs, school shoes in hand to the kitchen. "What?" he had his back to me, arm moving in a gesture that showed he was frying something.
"I need new shoes," I held up the ones in my hand to prove my point. Turning, my dad grinned shaking his head, "Those ones are fine, Dawn." I looked at the near-falling apart shoes, frowning. "No," I replied. "They're not." Ok, they were fine, but I wanted new ones. I heard his sigh and looked up to see his shaking head. "You've only got one more week till your holidays, they'll last until then." He dumped some bacon onto a plate with bread. "Here,"
I sulkily walked towards the food, reaching into the cupboard for some brown sauce. Turning off the stove, daddy began to prepare his own bacon sandwich, after a moment, I said. "Can I have some of my friends round on Friday?" biting into my breakfast. Chewing, daddy nodded, fixing his dark brown eyes – my eyes – on me. "Don't you dare trash the house." I grinned and nodded, kissing his cheek. "Promise." I grabbed my school bag by the side of the stairs, slipping on my "fine" shoes and stuffed the last of the sandwich into my mouth. "Bye daddy, love you."
"Bye," he called behind me, "Be careful." I began to jogging lightly down the road to the bus stop, a gaggle of year sevens and eight already there. The noise coming from them was too loud for this time in the morning, so I fished out my ipod from the never-ending pockets of my compulsory school blazer. After the fist two verses of P!nk's "I'm not dead." Did the 266 bus slowly crawl its way to our stop. Going up to the top of the double Decker, I sat at the back, as far away from the bunch of loud year eight girls as I could get, trying not to tutt on how short they're skirts were.
I turned up the volume as loud as it could go, gazing out the window, only half-seeing.
People go on and off the bus, most avoiding seats that had someone sitting next to, no one daring to come close to the Covent girl at the back. Thanks to London's sun, I could see my reflection clearly from the streaming rays that hit its surface. As always, my dark brown hair fell in messy curls around my pale face, framing my dark brown – almost black – eyes. My lips were a little too big and I had a button nose with what I suspected to be the beginning of a spot. Garr. Like I needed this. I sighed, stretching my legs out, noticing how short they were, yes, I'm short, 5 ft 2 to be precise. Oddly enough though, my figure was curved and my chest a little too big, making my mortal enemy gravity. I watched through the window as a familier landscape rolled by and stopped. Reluctantly, I rose, hitching up the strap of my bag and followed the rest of the Convent girls off the bus.
I hurried my pace along the road, trying to ignore the putrid smell of fish that's seemed to always linger.
"Dawn," I saw a small Asian girl with streaked brow/ black hair smile at me from across the road. I waited, smiling back so that Crystal could catch up. "Hey," I grinned, matching my pace with hers. (Can I say that thankfully Crystal is my height, do you know how rare that is?) "Did you revise for the test?" she asked as we made out way through the schools front gate. I tuned to her sharply. "What test?"
Laughing, Crystal shook her head, clear with obvious answer. "There's some time in form, you could do it there," she suggested helpfully, only to groan at the dreaded stairs that lead to our form room. "Can't the school get a lift?" she wondered out loud.
"Yeah," I agreed, half dragging myself up with the hand railing. A few year nines ran down the stairs, my gaze travelling with them. "Where do they get the energy from?" I asked, already feeling the slight burn in my thighs. Crystal shrugged. "Drugs?" I nodded, watching them with narrowed eyes. "Must be."
When we reached our form, Crystal pushed on the handle and growled. "Locked," she proclaimed, eyes narrowed dangerously. I shook my head, moving towards her to give it a try, when the door wouldn't give, I nodded. "Locked." I confirmed.
We sat on the stairs and waited. "Aren't you going to revise?" she asked, getting out her physics book. I shook my head. "Nope. That woman needs to make a circuit and get electrocuted." Crystal laughed, her petite frame shaking, and brown/black hair spilling in front of her face. Just then, an all too familier voice called. "What's so funny?" Alyssa's face peered around the corner of the stairs her dark face frames by her braids and red glasses. "The Ant needs to get electrocuted," I explained. Alyssa grinned and sat down beside me. "You didn't revise?" she guessed, I nodded, resting my head on her shoulder. "I am so tired," I let out a yawn to back me up.
"Go to bed earlier," Alyssa muttered, shifting so that she too, could get her physics book out of her bag.
A few more people arrived, we all said hello and chatted for a while, but they drifted off to their own groups. "Hey," I looked up from Alyssa's book to see two girls clearing the last few steps. Alice and Davina grinned down at the three of us. "Hey," I grinned back, scooting closer to Alyssa to make room. When they sat, I looked over at the pair. Alice, a small girl with a rich brown eyes that matched her skin tone, was complaining to Crystal about some year nines that left a rude comment on her facebook. Davina, another small petite girl with a golden tan and freckles, was rushing to get her book out, her dark hair falling around her face. I began to focus again of the science book, half listening to my friends' gossip while revising when another voice called.
"Is that physics?" we all looked up to see Yuki, another small girl with pretty Asian-like eyes and dark skin tone looking down at us, her straight black hair tied up to show off the perfect cheekbones. "Yeah," Called Crystal, making room for her "twin".
Although the two of them were defiantly not twins, if you spent some time with the pair, you would think that in another life, they were. We all spent the next ten minutes revising when the bell ran, causing most to jump.
"Sorry girls," our form tutor, Miss Taylor pulled out her keys from her skull key chain around her neck. We all pooled into our room and sat down, chatting noisily to each other. Alyssa and I sat at the front, Yuki and Crystal behind, Davina and Alice to their right. I looked past Alyssa to my right, noticing the empty chair next to Hannah, a tall blonde haired girl. "Where's Kailah?" I asked, looking back at the rest. Davina shrugged, "She wasn't on my bus,"
Alice rolled her eyes, "She's probably at home eating chicken, before coming in late, again." I laughed, shaking my head. That sounded like our Kailah.
"How can you have chicken for breakfast?" Crystal asked, smiling slightly. Yuki shook her head. "Shun the none-believer." She cried and shook her finger at Crystal.
"Oh, my, God." Crystal sighed, rolling her eyes.
I grinned, "You don't believe in God." Crystal opened her mouth to retort when the door closed, we all turned to see Kailah walk in. "Late," Miss Taylor sighed, as she took her seat. I leaned over to Kailah and asked. "Why were you late this time, hun?"
Kailah looked down at her bag moodily and then back up. "Kiss my teeth, I woke up late, right? And when I was cooking my chicken, I saw the time on the oven and was like, shet. So yeah." We all erupted into fits of laughed, while Kailah looked puzzled. "What you guys laughing at?" she demanded.
"Girls," Miss Taylor called. Trying to calm down the high level of noise. "Girls, seriously, shut up." The noise decreased, but some still chatted quietly. "Sshh," came a loud voice from the back, and the last lingering bits of noise died.
"I've got a few noticed to tell you, so if you can keep quiet for five minutes," she paused, looking seriously pissed at two girls in the corner, their almost silent conversation died. "As I was saying…" there was a knock on the door and our head of year walked in, looking slightly nervous, a tall man followed behind, his black oily hair framed his pale face and hooked nose in greasy strands. All he wore was black, that stood out against his pale complexion. Behind me, I could hear Yuki's voice call softly, "Emo,"
I had to discreetly change my laugh into a cough, but could do nothing to hide my grin. "Girls, stand." Our Head of year reminded us, obediently, we stood, trying not to squirm under the man's black-eyed gaze. Our head of year whispered quietly to Miss Taylor, who nodded. In a normal tone, Miss Taylor said, "Dawn, Yuki, Alice," She paused, "Alyssa, Kailah, Crystal and Davina, you have to go with Miss Deans," looking at one another, we all hesitantly stood, taking our bags and blazers. Together, we shuffled out of the classroom, I heard Yuki ask Crystal. "What did we do this time?" Once we were outside, Miss Deans closed the door behind us. "Girls," she began. "This is professor Snape, he's a teacher at a school called Hogwarts," we all looked at the "emo" guy with raised brows. "He would like to have a word with you all," she began to walk, Snape following behind. "This is it," I muttered, everyone looked at me. "We're off to the mad house, I knew this would happen ever since I became you lot's friend." We all laughed nervously and followed.
The two stopped outside the conference room, which was used when visitors came, so the school looked posh and official. Snape opened the door and walked through, I looked over at Miss Deans, waiting for her to go in. "I'll come back," she promised and walked hurriedly off, wanting to get away from Snape and his unwashed hair. I pushed Kailah forward. "Go on," I whispered. "No, you," she whispered back. Taking a step backwards. After a moments paused, Yuki piped up. "Someone has to go in first." I bit my lip, looking around. "I'll go," Alyssa sighed, taking the first step. "He's not going to rape us, is he?" Davina asked, grinning slightly. "Oohh yeah," Nodded Alice. "I bet he never got laid." I giggled, but forced a straight face, as Alyssa pushed open the door and walked in, the rest following closely behind.
Professor Snape stood straight at the corner of the room, his gothic attire looked out of place in the sunny yellow walls. We all pilled into the room, the feeling of nerves was strong. I began to wonder what this visit was about, I began to think back, and did we ever thrash a school call Hogwarts? Did we even thrash a school?
"Sit," Snape nodded to the three-seater couch, Alyssa, Crystal and Kailah sat, while I perched on Alyssa's lap, Yuki did the same to Crystal, Alice and Davina sat on the two arm rests either side. Snape's dark eyes studied us and the over crowed couch, the intensity of the gaze med me squirm, Alyssa fidgeted.
"I am a professor of a school called Hogwarts," Snape began. "We specialise in children from eleven to seventeen. We teach the art of witchcraft and wizardry."
I frowned, looking back at Alyssa and the girls with raised brows., hoping I only heard wrong. "Witchcraft?" Yuki said in disbelief, she turned to Alice, "Take her, she does voodoo," I tried to hide my smile, we all said that Alice did voodoo, she didn't, but we teased her about it, because she bought a voodoo doll in Camden.
Snape raised his dark brows at us, clearly not amused, I found myself sobering up, not wanting to be on the receiving end of his disapproval.
"Yes," He clarified. "Witchcraft and wizardry." He paused, letting that sink in. "All of our students were born magic – some with magic families."
I began to feel my heart race, a memory I tried to forget began to surface, I looked around guiltily at my friends, I've never told them about what I could do, I was always scared they wouldn't believe me or think I was a freak.
I was about to open my mouth when Alice cut through. "What do you mean? Magic?"
Snape's neutral voice replied. "I mean, this." Then he produced a long thin stick, and with a quick flick of his wrist, a beam of light shot out and became a snake.
I heard the others scream and I felt Alyssa jump back, causing me to stand, but all I could see was the snake, long and patterned green and brown. It's reptile eyes met mine, and slowly, very deliberately, it slid over towards me. I bent down, hand stretched towards it, I've never touched a snake before, it's skin was cool and smooth.
"Hey," I said in a low voice. "Try not to scare my friends." I grinned slightly at the creature, transfixed. It raised its head and nodded, then began to wind itself around my arm, until its forked tongue tickled my ear. "I will not," each word was slow, like someone trying to speak a different language. I nodded, petting its head gently. "Thanks," the room had gone silent, turned to look over my shoulder, to see all my friends stare back at me as if I was a stranger. "You can speak to snakes?" I looked back at Snape, who was looking at me as if I had finally did something interesting.
I bit my lip, conscious of the heavy stares of my friends. "I can speak to all kinds of animals," I looked away, feeling heat rise in my cheeks. "Is that normal?" what I wouldn't give to be normal. "It's not unheard of," Snape replied carefully, pointing his stick at the snake on my arm. Muttering something, the snake disappeared, I could feel my eyes go wide but remained silent.
"What about visions?" I turned to see Alice look like she was on the brink of tears, her whole body shook. I saw Crystal look uncomfortable, eyes avoiding ours. "What about moving things without touching them?" Yuki looked down at her feet and muttered so fast I could barely catch what she was saying. "Mind reading?"
I stared opened mouthed at them. "You- you can do things too?"
I saw Alyssa bite her lip, "I can hypnotise people," she looked like she wanted to run out of the room and never come back. I found my gaze travelling to Kailah, my voice wondrous. "What can you do?"
Smiling slightly she shrugged. "I cure people, make them better." I was beginning to see strangers instead of my friends, Snape and Hogwarts forgotten, I turned to Davina. "And you?" She looked the scared out of most of us, tears already falling down her tanned cheeks. "When I was little… I-I I think I went back in time," her whole body trembled.
I turned back to Snape, knowing my eyes were full of questions, "Take a seat, and I'll explain." He sighed. I shook my head. "I rather stand, thanks." I heard my friends mutter their agreements. Sighing, Snape nodded, muttering "Very well." He took a moment to collect his thoughts. "Hogwarts is a school for those who can do magic, such as yourselves. A few of you have inherited your powers from your parents, or other family members, others, are born with magic." He turned his piercing gaze on each of us. "Five of you, have parents that are magic." I opened my mouth and then closed it, I was one of the two whose parents weren't magic. My dad wasn't, and my mum… well, she died, but he wouldn't keep something like this from me, I was sure of that. " Three years ago, all your parents refused for you to come to our school for different reasons, but the headmaster would like you know your opinion, taking into account how its is dangerous to have young witches that do not know how to control their magic."
"Professor?" Crystal asked in a small voice, "Whose parents are magic?" I bite my lip, knowing that she meant her dad, who died when she was really young.
"Alice's mother, your father, Kailah's father, Davina's mother and both of Dawn's parents." I looked up sharply. "No," I said firmly, shaking my head. "No, not my daddy," he would never had hide something like this from me, never. I felt Alyssa's arm go around me and I rested my head against her should feeling tears well up, it was nice to know I had been lied to all my life.
Snape took a deep breath. "Go home and think about it, talk to your parents. We'll expect your response in a weeks time," he rose, looking at each one of us. "And don't tell anyone about Hogwarts." With that, he disappeared.
"I don't know about you guys," I looked over at Crystal, to see her look like she wanted to hit something. "But I want a word with my mum." I nodded, feeling the anger take its toil, daddy and I need to do some talking too. I rose, looking down at Alyssa. "You can hypnotise?" she nodded slowly. I looked around at all my friends and smiled sadly. "I can't take six hours of school, how about we break out?" I look back at Alyssa, "Could you hypnotise the school to let us out?"
Alyssa smiled and nodded. "Yeah, I can do that."
I grinned, looking at the rest. "want to come to my place? My dads at work."

Ok this is first chapter, so don't worry, I am already writing the next. What do you think? You like? I swear, you'd better comment