This is Aloof Avenger #2. This is how this fanficion goes. Two people write it, myself and Aloof Avenger #1. She writes as Stephanie and I write as Emma. Each chapter will have the point of views change. This chapter, the beginning starts with Stephanie and the next will be Emma and so on. Some chapters are really long, some are disappointingly short. Just warning you ahead of time. Also, there will be some swearing and such later on in the story.
If you want to to go straight to where it's Harry's first year, then skip to chapter 16.
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I don't think it had really sunk in until now that it was real, I mean the trip to diagon alley was insane but it felt like a dream. The only thing that got me out of my dream mode was the shock I felt when I first touched my wand, a very flexible 14 1/2'' cherry wand with a phoenix feather core. That warm tingling that shot up my arm made me feel all warm and cozy, and that's when I started to realize this was not just a very detailed dream and actual reality.
But now, I was standing in front of the hogwarts express and I wanted to squeal, I was a witch. Like magic, brooms, wands, and this train was going to take me to the best school in the wizarding world!
Of course I would miss my friends and my family for most of the year, (damn boarding schools) and even though I had distanced myself from my friends once I found everything out so the separation would be less painful, it was still going to suck not knowing anyone and being from a completely different country. Still this new magical world was so amazing and appealing I couldn't bring myself to be sad at the moment. I was knocked out of my fangirl moment by a hand on my shoulder steering me away from the crowds of yelling and hugging people to the quieter part near the back of the train.
I sighed and turned to face the man, Kent MacDougal, otherwise known as my real father. Yes that's right, my mom had an affair with a wizard. I think normal people would be upset about their mom cheating on their "dad" but I well... I kinda sorta jumped for joy, ran around yelling my happiness, and bought my mom a cake that said "thank you!" in bright blue icing.
After receiving my letter I hunted down my actual father with my mom's less than enthusiastic help and eventually found him. He's married now to some chick who, from what I've seen, is kinda a bitch. But maybe thats just me. I'm his only kid so far and while he was happy to actually be a father he was less happy that I was a bastard and could ruin his marriage. He ended up regretfully asking me to stay quiet about my heritage and now all I can say is that I'm a halfblood of "unknown" origin.
He was a mildly attractive man of his early forties, he had dark blond hair, a strong jaw, bright hazel eyes, and he was nearly six foot two. I guess I got my height and eyes from him. He was confident, except around his wife, and worked as an ambassador for the Gringotts goblins. He had explained to me everything about the war against Voldy and that his, I guess mine now too, family had always been neutral aka gray in the wars. He had taught me some about pureblood ways, and about the wizarding world in general. Of course this was all through letters since he couldn't get away from his wife that often and since he lived in Britain which was quite a ways away from Utah. At least he cared even if he was very awkward about showing it.
He ran his hand through his hair and smiled nervously at me, "Well I guess you should get on the train, try to find an empty compartment and test some of the spells I told you about, the age tracer doesn't work once you start going".
"Yeah I should get going... Am I allowed to write at all or...?" I asked him and he let out a breath
"Yes you can write me but write to Gringotts, they will give me my mail and it will be safe."
"Ah, okay then. Um goodbye?" I moved to pick up all my things and he nodded jerkily and patted my head, "yes, goodbye. Write and tell me about the sorting when you can." I let out a sigh, shouldered my bags and glanced around, no one was paying attention, good. I darted forward before he had the chance to react and gave him a very, very quick hug then whirled around without looking back and started off to the train.
I quickly found a compartment at the very back end of the train and settled in, I changed into my hogwarts robes as I figured it would be easier to now when the train wasn't moving then relaxed back into the soft seat and opened my books to review all the spells Kent wanted me to try before getting to school, I had already read ahead in all my books but I really couldn't help it, the subject matter was interesting no matter what it was because it was all magic!
I felt a small wiggling in the large pocket on the inside of my robes and pulled out Archer, my baby snake. He was a blue malaysian snake with blue stripes running down his sides, a black stomach and back, and a bright red head and tail. He was venomous of course, rather deadly too but since he was the magical version of the breed he was intelligent enough to know friend from foe. He was an illegal immigrant at school but I couldn't stand to leave him, so he was my little secret. He flicked his tongue at me and slowly curled up my arm into my sleeve to get warmer, since he was a baby he was only about a foot long and slept most of the time, but I had been warned that he would grow fast.
The train was about to pull out of station so I decided to walk around the train and see if anything interesting was happening, I wandered down the corridor and was starting to get bored, everyone was just waving goodbye or talking. Ugh booorrring. I give up, I headed back to my compartment and was about to close my door when suddenly I felt a hand grab my robes, I spun around and gaped in shock, "You! What are you doing here!?" I whisper yelled and pointed at my old, supposedly muggle, friend.