AN: so then. I love this story personally. I really am rather proud of it. there are parts i'm not proud of of course. That just comes with the deadly combination of being a writer AND a perfectionist. Please review i would love criticism on this story so that i can make it better. :)
Disclaimer: ugh these are annoying. I do not own Harry Potter. HOWEVER i do own my OC's which are, Phyre Xari, Brenan Xari, William Lupin and any others that i may come up with. Also, if i take some characters out of character a bit, i apologize. i tried i really did. and Hagrid's accent... HORRIBLY DIFFICULT TO TYPE. oh. i also own the plot :P
Chapter 1
Her bright red hair fell down her back and down to her knees. The front was cut to her shoulders to frame her face and her white-purple eyes. She wore a white strapless with silver roses running down the left side and a pair of black jeans. Her hair was blown back to reveal a mark on her left shoulder. A blue dragon. She walked down the street towards her apartment. She was 13 and lived in Castlebar, Ireland with her 15 year old brother who was never home. He had a different work shift than her so even though they lived in the same apartment they sometimes didn't see each other from September to June. They got to spend more time together in the summer since his shift changed. It was nearing the end of August and her brother had switched shifts two weeks before. Her brother always got the mail and she never got any letters. She sometimes wondered if maybe he was hiding something from her but she didn't think much on it.
She checked the mailbox just in case and found a letter. The envelope was a beige color and had a strange symbol with an H on the center of it. She broke the seal to find a single sheet of paper. It read:
Dear Phyre Xari,
We are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted to attend Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Your supply list can be found on the back of this page along with an amount of Wizard money in the envelope.
HSWW
Another note was scribbled on the bottom of the page.
It took us quite a long time to find you, my dear. You will be starting in the 3rd year of education but you will also have other classes that are common for 1st years. We are very happy to have finally found you. A man of unusually large size will be coming to pick you up at 3 o'clock today. His name is Rubeus Hagrid.
Professor Albus Dumbledore.
"Must be a prank." The girl said to herself. "How did they know my name though?" She asked, confused. Phyre flipped the envelope over to see who sent it. The return address only said one thing. Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. "Wow they really tried hard didn't they?" She said with a laugh. Phyre looked in the envelope again to see pieces of gold and silver. "Wow." She whispered in amazement as she pulled the pieces out and looked at them more carefully.
She walked up to the apartment door and walked in. She flipped her hair out of her face and snapped her fingers as she passed the fireplace. Flames flared up among the waiting logs.
She tossed the letter into the flames and walked down the hallway and up a set of stairs to reach a second hallway with three doors. One led to a bathroom, another to her bedroom, and the final door led to her brother's room. She walked into her room and sat down at her midnight blue desk. She opened her dark red laptop after dropping the gold and silver pieces on her desk and tapped a few keys to check her email. "Nothing as usual." She whispered. Phyre looked at the clock. It was 2:50. "What ever. It's not like it's real. Don't be so paranoid." She reassured herself. A booming knock echoed through the apartment.
"Oi! Phyre! Time to 'ead off to London!" A large voice echoed. Phyre almost screamed. Never had she heard such a large voice.
Instead, she walked calmly down the stairs to find a man so large that he could probably have stepped on her small form and crushed her without noticing. His hair was very curly and brown. He was seated on her couch with his feet stretched towards the fire. "So yeh though' it was a prank, eh? Well I guess 's a good thing that I 'ave an extra supplies list with me, huh?" He said loudly.
Phyre only nodded nervously.
"Xari, huh? Any relation to Brenan Xari?" The large man asked.
"How do you know my brother?!" Phyre asked in surprise.
The man only laughed. "Missy, yeh look scared out of your wits. I'm Rubeus Hagrid, but yeh can call me Hagrid."
"S-so you're the man that was spoken of in the letter?" Phyre asked cautiously.
"Yep." Hagrid answered. He looked at the clock on the wall and gasped. "We're late! We'd best get going." He got up with a boom and walked through the door. "Well, are yeh coming?" he asked, looking back through the door. Phyre nodded and ran over to him.
She walked out to the sidewalk. "How are we supposed to get to London? I don't have enough money for a plane ticket."
"Don' need one." Hagrid said as he walked over to a motorcycle that was across the street.
"What do you mean?! Are we going to drive there on this?!" Phyre asked. She was now heavily considering walking away from the large loon and going back inside.
"Yep." Hagrid said calmly to her. Phyre's eyes widened. "Well, come on." Hagrid tossed a helmet to her.
"But…" Phyre stuttered out.
"What? Oh, yeh need yer things of course. I figured yeh would've been ready." Hagrid said as he lifted himself off of his motorcycle.
Phyre ran back to the house and ran up the stairs. She packed her favorite outfits in it and a few fancier outfits just in case and shoved her jewelry box into her dark blue trunk. She grabbed everything she needed from the bathroom, such as a toothbrush and hairbrush and walked back to her room. She grabbed a black, leather, drawstring pouch and put the gold and silver pieces in it just before tying it to her belt. She shoved a beautiful, dark blue velvet cloak into her trunk then gently pulled it back out and threw it over her bare shoulders. It was just the right size for her. She rubbed her face on the soft fabric and breathed in the gentle scent.
It was the scent of her brother. He had given it to her last summer and refused to tell her where he got it. He had only told her that it was a gift from him and a friend of his. She looked at the small clasp. It was a bright red jewel in the shape of a leaf. She clasped it at the nape of her neck and looked around for anything else she might need.
A glimmer of silver caught her eye. She looked at her mirror to see the beautiful silver necklace that was her only memory of her mother and father. She had forgotten to put it back on after her shower that morning. The pendant on the chain was a lapis lazuli in the shape of a dragon. Its wings were spread out and right in the middle there was a bright red ruby in the shape of a flame. She clasped it around her neck as well and reached under her pillow. Her fingers touched what she wanted. A picture. It was a picture of her parents when she was only 1. Their black haired father held a 3 year old Brenan's hand while their red-headed mother held Phyre. Phyre smiled at the sight of her precious picture. She set it gently in the trunk and shut it tightly.
Phyre picked the trunk up easily and carried it outside. Hagrid had been waiting next to his motorcycle. He had been twirling a small pink umbrella but shoved it in his coat and grabbed the trunk from Phyre when she came towards him. He strapped it on the back and looked at the cloak.
"Better be careful with that. Wouldn't want to lose it off the back." Hagrid said, motioning at her clothes.
"I'll be fine." Phyre said while hugging the cloak around her slender figure. Hagrid tossed the helmet at her again and got on the motorcycle. She slipped the helmet on and got on behind Hagrid.
Hagrid started off down the road and began to move faster and faster. "Ummm… aren't you moving a little too fast?" Phyre asked nervously.
"Not if we want to get off the ground." Hagrid said. He pressed a large blue button just below the left handlebar. Phyre felt tingly all over her body.
"What was that? And what do you mean 'off the ground'?!" she asked.
"It was a cloaking device." Hagrid answered. The front tire lifted off the asphalt, and then the entire motorcycle was in the air. Phyre screamed when she looked down to see that they were hundreds of feet in the air. "Calm down, Missy. Yer safe. We'll be in London in about a 'alf an hour." Hagrid reassured her.
Phyre calmed down after a while and began to enjoy the flight. She saw parts of Ireland that she had been dying to see since she had been 7. She looked out over the large, lush, green fields and sighed in delight. They soon reached the Irish Sea and Phyre grew bored. She watched the deep blue of the waters rolling by and soon fell asleep with her head against Hagrid's back.
AN: i do hope you love this as much as i do. *sigh* i do love this story.
Phyre: yeah well you better not make me some damsel in distress. i hate those.
AN: yeah i'll try. sometimes it just ends up going that way. THE KIITSU CAN"T HELP IT!