What Life Could Have Been
A/N: My first crack at a Harry Potter fic. I've read all the books many times and I'm really sorry if I don't have something right. Feel free to tell me though. Enjoy.
JK owns Harry Potter, I own the books.
Moving
The catch of Elise's trunk snapped shut. She was all packed and just awaited her parents return. They were in London readying the house. Elise heard the fireplace flare up, announcing their arrival and she dragged her trunk downstairs to meet them.
Mr. and Mrs. Silvestri stepped out of the fireplace looking very pleased with themselves.
"Ellie, dear, we're back and we're ready to move. Are you all packed?" her father called up the stairs. He jumped back as her trunk slid down the stairs towards him.
"Yes, Papa. I'm ready," she said, setting her owl's cage on top of her trunk and shouldering her backpack.
Her father took a green drawstring bag out of his pocket and tossed some Floo powder into the fireplace, which immediately flared up green flames. "Be of help to your mother Ellie," he said, before stepping into the flames and shouting "Number 15 Paddington Lane" and disappearing.
Elise and her mother worked the rest of the morning, moving furniture, boxes and trunks into the fireplace and shouting "Number 15 Paddington Lane". Around noon they had everything moved to their new house in London. Mr. Silvestri joined them and they had one last meal. After lunch the family went outside and said goodbye to the little French village they had called home for so many years. Finally all three went back to the living room and stepped into the fireplace and shouted "Number 15 Paddington Lane". There was a flare of green flames and they were gone.
Elise stepped out of the fireplace of Number 15 Paddington Lane in London and looked around at her new home. Everything was still packed but she could see a little garden out back and she heard her dog Circe barking. The walls were a pale yellow color making the house feel warm and inviting.
"What do you think sweetie?" her mother asked.
"I like it. It feels like home."
"I'm glad you like it," her father said "Will you go feed Circe while we unpack?"
Elise went to the backyard and sat next to her dog, which licked her in greeting. She filled her dish with food and went back inside. Everything was unpacked and ready to live in.
"Imagine taking days to move in. I can't understand how Muggles live without magic," her father said, looking around.
"Peter," Mrs. Silvestri called, entering from the kitchen "Peter her letter just arrived." She was waving a think envelope in her hand. She handed it to Elise and watched her open it. The first sheet of paper said: "Dear Ms. Silvestri, We are pleased to inform you that have been accepted at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Included are a list of books and supplies you will need for your third year. I, Albus Dumbledore, Headmaster of Hogwarts, will be arriving at your home around noon on July 19 to work out the details of your transfer. Congratulations and have a good summer. Albus Dumbledore." The rest of the envelope contained the supplies list, school rules, and the materials covered in the first and second year.
"July 19 is this Friday isn't it, Mother? Elise asked.
"Yes it is. But let us worry about that. Why don't we go pick out your room and unpack. You can take Genevieve to the attic room; it's the perfect owlry. Then we can take a walk around our new neighborhood."
"Can I take Circe?"
"Of course you can."
