Well, I just wrote this one day when I was bored, so it's not too great. Please be kind to me!
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, Wal-Mart, or Cheerios.
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Andromeda Tonks pushed a metal cart down the cereal aisle of her local Wal-Mart, ignoring the squeaky noise the front wheels made as they refused to turn. Her husband, Ted, and her ten-year-old daughter, Nymphadora ("It's, Tonks, Mom!" she would say), trotted alongside her. A Muggle woman dropped her wallet, and Andromeda discreetly said a magic spell in her head and watched as the wallet flew back into the Muggle's purse.
Ted prodded her with his rather meaty elbow; they both knew she wasn't allowed to use magic in the Muggle world. She just rolled her eyes and put a box of Cheerios in the cart as Ted left to grab some cheese.
Just an average day in the life of the Tonks family, a magical family living in an average world. As a matter of fact, Tonks would be headed to Hogwarts in just a year. Andromeda turned to give her daughter a loving gaze.
Her daughter wasn't there.
The only people left in the aisle were an old man and a little girl with bright purple hair.
What if some sicko creep grabbed her? What if I'll never see her again? Andromeda couldn't keep down the panicky thoughts. She took a deep breath and forced herself to remain calm.
"Nymphadora?" She called out in a slightly shaky voice. There was no answer. Both the old man and the girl with the purple hair were giving her puzzled looks.
"Nymphadora?"
The violet haired girl replied, "Yes?"
There was no way that could be her daughter; Nymphadora was shorter and had her mother's brown hair and her father's nose. She tried again.
"Nymphadora Tonks, answer me right now!"
"Mom, I'm right here!" The girl exclaimed, a look of agitation on her face.
Andromeda took a second look. The girl did look a little like Nymphadora, and even sound like her, but how did you explain the different hair, the height, the nose? Am I just going crazy? Andromeda thought.
Ted, returned from his trip to the dairy aisle and dropped some cheddar into the cart. He took in the little girl with the neon hair and gave her a high five.
"That's my little Metamorphmagus!" he said gleefully.
"Mom doesn't even recognized me!" The girl said, equally joyfully.
Metamorphmagus? But how…?
"Andromeda, Tonks has been morphing since she was six! Didn't you notice?"
"No… No, I guess I didn't."
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Quite short and wimpy, huh? And do they even have Wal-Marts in Britain? Reviews and constructive criticism are always welcome. Kisses!
-Cbei