Welcome to another of my fanfictions and if you are new WELCOME! Okay this story is going to be going through a very slow updating process so if you don't like waiting don't even try to read this till it's done. Now enjoy.
I walk through Diagon Alley looking through the shop windows. My first year at Hogwarts is tomorrow and my godfather is too busy to help me shop for supplies being a professor at the school himself. I slowly, hesitantly walk into Ollivanders Wand Shop finally ready to get my wand. The last thing on my list... other than possibly getting a pet. I tuck my list into the back pocket of my pants and set my magic bottomless purse down. For my birthday my godfather had bought me the purse and told me I would most likely need it for the years to come in Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.
I look around the front of the story to see I'm the only one here. I hesitate to speak, to call out for the mysterious wand maker thinking over my godfathers offer from the day before as I fiddle with my necklace from my eight birthday.
I sit in the kitchen reading one of the many potion books my father's study has to offer when he walks into the kitchen his robes still as he walks slowly as if trying to delay the inevitable. "Still afraid of the year to come?" I ask teasingly pushing a few strands of hair back behind my ear.
He lets out a sigh and turns to me his dark eyes warming as they fall upon me. "Don't I always?" He groans.
"Yes, yes you do." I answer with a laugh. "But this year I'll be going to Hogwarts and you won't be so lonely." I whisper watching him over my shoulder. He rolls his eyes then turns to the glasses cabinet. "I'm planning on going to get my school supplies soon anything I should be warned about?" I ask as I turn back to my book. I hear the cabinet close and glass touch down on the counter.
"Get everything at once. I'd start by getting your books, go early or they'll run out, you won't be the only last minute shopper. Most students will be eager to get their wands so they'll go there first. Speaking of wands you don't have to get your wand from Ollivander. I know another excellent wand maker if you wish for a more... personalized wand." He informs me and I look over at him.
"Really?" I ask.
"Yes it's the same wand maker I got my wand from." He admits as he walks over to the fridge and pulls out a jug of milk.
I nod my head a little before I turn back to my book. "I'll think about it and tell you what I think later."
I shake my head and look around again. 'Do you really want your wand from here?'
I pick up my stuff and walk back out the door and look around. Its only one twenty seven in the afternoon but hundreds of people are moving about as kids run around chasing one another. I begin to head back to the floo network as people run around calling out to their friends. I get knocked to the ground by a cheerful red head with freckles on his face. He yells at someone and when I look there's another red head who looks exactly like him. The one in front of me turns to me and offers a hand as everyone else continues on their way some kicking me as they do. I slowly take his hand and he helps me up off of the ground with surprising ease. "Hi the names George sorry 'bout knockin' yea off your feet there me and my brother weren't watching where we were shoving." He explains as his ears burn red. Cute.
"Its alright. Names Hailey, nice to meet you George." I offer him my hand and he takes it happily.
"Nice to meet you too. So you still shopping? I can help to repay you for knockin' you down like that." He offers but I shake my head.
"I'm finished. Been here since 'bout seven thirty this morn' gettin' ready for school." I explain as his smile wavers a bit.
"An early bird I see." He chuckles.
"Yeah." Something my godfather got me used to. I nod my head and watch as the boys twin grabs his arm.
"Come on George stop flirting with the girl mom's probably lookin' for us." He says and George's ears begin to burn red.
"Fred!" George yells mortified as I feel heat rush up to my cheeks.
"No no it's fine I've gotta go any how toodaloo." I jump in quickly. I make my way back to the floo network quickly and grab some floo powder then step into the fire calling out my destination.
When the flames vanish I begin to brush the ash off of myself before stepping out and rushing out of the living room to the hall. The hall has few pictures in it but the ones that are still there watch me move along. I give a small nod to some of them and they smile at me gently having watched me grow up and run through there hall with a fearful squeal every time I need to reach my room, the kitchen, or the living room. Once I reach the stairs I take them two at a time then once at the top I open my bed room door and step in the warmth of my room versus the warmth of the rest of the house is amazing it's as if I've left the cool spring and entered a comfortably warm summer. I close my door and walk over to my bed, dropping my stuff on to it, before I fall to the floor my legs tired. I pull my trunk out from underneath my bed and open it to see everything the way I left it. I stand up and open my purse and frown as I stick my hand in and begin to search for my school robes. About ten minutes later my bag is up to my shoulder as I dig around for my robes still. A soft chuckle from behind me causes me to let the bag slip off of my arm and fall to the floor as I spin around to see Severus watching me. "Do you have to do that?" I snap angrily, finally fed up with my bag my annoyance getting to me.
In response he raises an eyebrow but he doesn't tell me to mind my manners or to direct my anger somewhere else. "Do what?" He asks as he bends over and picks up my bag.
"Move without making a single sound? I mean sure I understand why you do it when I'm breaking the rules but still." I growl crossing my arms over my chest before I sit down on my bed. Behind him I can see myself in my mirror but it doesn't help me feel better any. My cheeks are burning a bright red as my wavy red hair runs down my shoulders framing my pale face and bright green eyes that burn in anger.
"Yes, yes I do." He offers before waving his hand over my bag. "Robes to me." He states calmly and before my eyes my robes shoot up out of the bag then into his hand.
"Why didn't you tell me it's could do that?" I growl as he hands the bag and clothes over to me.
"Thought you'd figure it out yourself." He admits with a shrug of his shoulders. "So where's your wand?" He asks and I shake my head.
"I didn't like the look of Ollivanders store plus I really do want a custom wand." I admit and he smiles.
"Alright then we'll go right now. He should have it done by tomorrow and if not then it should be done the next day and I'll hand it to you then." He informs me and I nod my head as he leads me out of my room.
I follow him quickly and quietly out of the house thinking over what the next day will bring. 'Slytherin, Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, or Ravenclaw? Slytherin, Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, or Ravenclaw? Slytherin, Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, or Ravenclaw?' I repeat over and over again as we walk down the side walk side by side in the slum. He turns left and leads me into an empty alleyway before he grabs my arm.
"Hold on." He states before he spins on the spot. Everything vanishes and I feel as if my head is being smashed and pull all at the same time. My ears pop then everything is still. The scene has changed now. We no longer stand in a bright alleyway, now we stand in a dark shadowed alleyway as the sounds of night awaken. Severus lets go of my arm and begins to walk off and I quickly follow him across the empty street to a store on the other side all lights on. He opens the front door and let's me in first. Once I step in I get an overwhelming welcoming feeling that calms me down.
"Hang on I'll be out in a second." I hear someone yell out from the back. A man, a bit shorter than Severus, walks out of the back of the store his eyes a bright blue and a happy smile on his face. "Ah Severus don't tell me you've finally blown up your wand making potions." The man says with a laugh. He's a cheery man with bright red cheeks reminding me of what I look like after having a snow fight.
"Almost my old friend. Today we're here to make a custom wand." Severus explains step to the side so the man can see me.
"Ah I see. Well come this way Ms?" He asks and I blush a little.
"Emma Evans." I answer softly glancing over at Severus who nods his head reassuringly.
"Alright Ms. Evans lets see what your wand wood(s) and core(s) are." He says and I smile nervously as he pulls out two boxes but I can't flush my nervousness away. "Now when choosing you must not look the wood(s) and core(s) will call to you. It is quite alright if you pull out two of either one it happens with some." He explains before opening the first lid a bit. I lift my hand and slip it in and freeze. I feel to strong forces pulling on my hands and I go to them then remove my hand quickly to see what I've pulled. "Holly. Corresponds to one of the months of the Celtic calendar, from July 8th to August 4th. Your birth month is one of the two I presume?" I nod my head quickly and look back down again. "Mahogany. Powerful and good for when doing Transfiguration." He informs me and I look up again. "Now the core my dear." He states as he puts the wand woods container back. I do the same as before but end up pulling out three cores making me wonder if something has gone wrong. "Unicorn tail hair, very common. Consistent magic, bonds strongly to its first user. Thunderbird tail feather. Extremely powerful, difficult for just anyone to master, my dear, particularly prized by strong Transfigurers. White River Monster spine. Produces spells of force and elegance." He finishes with a nod of his head and a gentle smile. "From the sound of things I believe you'll be a strong young witch madam."
"Is it... odd that I've pulled three cores and not one or two?" I ask and he looks at me thoughtfully.
"Not completely. You're not the first I've had who's pulled three wand cores." He admits and I feel myself calm some. "I must say this though, this wand will be every powerful indeed." He informs us and I look over at Severus. "Now I must inform you that I can not put the trace on her wand Severus, as you well know." The wand maker says looking over to Severus with an amused look but I can't gather why.
"If Albus wishes to put the trace on her wand then so be it." He says with a shrug of his shoulders.
"All righty then. Your wand will be down by tomorrow around noon." He says turning to me.
"What do I owe you?" I ask and he smiles.
"Fifteen Gallions dear." He informs me and I nod my head and pull some out of my back pocket and hand them over. "Thank you for coming." He calls as we leave. I follow Severus back to the alleyway then take his arm and we head back home to start the next day.
I slowly open my eyes and look around my room to see its still dark out but I can hear Severus down stairs moving around in his study right below my bedroom on the first floor. I sit up and look around as I realize I won't be returning here till the school year ends. Over by my window, in the corner of the room, is a tall book case, now empty of all books, within reaching distance from the soft pillowed window seat over looking the street behind our house. To the right of the window is my dresser, also empty. On top of it sits all of my prized treasures including a picture of my mum and one of my godfather. In between the two pictures is me at the age of eight laying in a snowy meadow Severus had taken me to during Christmas break. We had fought the weekend before about how I was always alone and that it was necessary. When he had came back the next weekend I had calmed down some and he apologized for being so forgetful that I was still a little girl afraid to be alone. To the right of the pictures is my jewelry box, something salvaged from my home by Severus even though he won't admit it, and a pocket watch I'd gotten for my fifth birthday. To the right of that is my landry basket and behind that is a lamp. To the left of my bed is my bedside table equipped with a lamp, two books (one a 'Potions for Advanced Dummies' and the other a 'Ingredients for the Advance Beginners'), and a glass of water (one that once had ice).
I slowly lay back down and stare at the ceiling with heavy eyes, watching the shadows over across my room as my curtains shift back and forth. My eyes drift shut slowly and the last thing I see is my bedroom door open and a tall, dark figure step in.
"Hailey, come on wake up we need to be at the station in twenty minutes." Severus yells up the stairs to me causing me to jump awake.
I swing my legs over the edge of my bed and get up. "Alright, alright. I'm- Ah!" I yell as gravity takes control and I fall to the floor my foot aching. "Ah. Bloody Hell!" I yell as my ankle begins to throb. I scramble up, despite my legs painful protests, and open my door. I run into the bathroom as Severus comes up the stairs. I hobble around the door and close it behind me locking it even though I know if he truly wants to get in her can with just a flick of his wand.
"Hailey are you alright?" I hear him call through the door as I turn on the hot water.
I spin around and open the cabinet beneath the sink looking for a towel. "Yeah I'm alright just tripped over my trunk." I answer over the water. "Severus I need a towel please."
Something falls onto the towel behind me and I turn to see a soft, fluffy grey towel next to me. "Are you sure you're okay?" He asks through the door as I climb into the shower and grab my shampoo.
"Yeah I'm fine. Thanks for the towel!" I call out as I quickly get to work on my hair.
"Hailey I know you're lying." He yells and I hear him try to open the door. "Hailey!" He yells.
"Hang on." I say and turn to step out of the shower but accidentally put weight on my bad foot and fall out of the tub taking the shower curtain with me. I quickly throw my arms in front of me to break my fall as a scream breaks my lips. The bathroom door flies open just as I hit the floor. I feel the side of the bathtub dig into my side and my head smack against the tile floor painfully. Soapy water runs down my face as I feel two strong arms grab my arms and lift me up onto my knees dragging my lower half out of the tub. I don't even have to look down at my side to know that its already started to bruise. I slowly look up at Severus to see his eyes wide with worry as he flicks his wand and a towel appears around my torso and waist as the shower shuts off. He lets his eyes wander down to my ankle. I follow him to see that it is now swollen and purple almost all the way around. I quickly look away and whimper in pain. "Do you think you can handle being picked up?"
I look down at my leg and nod my head looking back up at him quickly. "Yes but make it quick please." I whisper. What a great way to start the school year.
I slowly turn to Severus as we appear in an alleyway across the street from the train station. "Are you sure you don't want to come with me to Hogwarts?"
"Yes I promise I'm sure." I answer before I give him a quick hug. "I've got to go. I'll see you at school." I tell him as I pull away and begin to make my way to the train station trunk in tow. Once I'm inside I'm swallowed by the mass of people walking around trying to find their things and/or train. I bump into someone as I look around almost losing my footing. I feel arms wrap around me helping me stand up straight again. I brush myself off as I look up to see George smiling down at me.
"Well we meet again." He states a large grin on his face.
"George! George where are you?" I hear a worried voice call out.
"Over here mum." He calls over everyone before turning to me.
"Can you help me get onto the Hogwarts Express?" I ask as a chubby old woman with red hair pushes through the crowd behind George but gets pushed back.
"Sure. I never did catch your name." He states calmly as he offers me his arm.
"What a gentleman." I comment as I feel heat rush to my cheeks and take his arm. "I like to go by Emma Evans." I inform him and he nods his head.
"Well Ms. Emma Evans, I am George Thomas Weasley." He informs me as we walk towards the woman calling his name over the crowd.
"A pleasure Mr. Weasley." I offer warmly. We break through the crowd to come across five other red heads and a brunette with glasses.
"George I told you- oh. And who are you my dear?" The woman asks me.
"I like to go by Emma Evans Miss Weasley I presume?" I ask.
"Why yes that's me. Are you in George's year? He's never mentioned you." She states and George stiffens as his siblings snicker behind their mother.
"Oh no I'm a first year. Your son and I just bumped into each other" quite literally. "in Diagonally and I guess we sort of hit it off." I admit and she looks over at George.
"So that's where you went of to." She hisses.
"Mum hate to interfere, really do, but the train will be leaving the station soon." The tallest boy says from behind Miss. Weasley.
"Yes yes. Off with you. Come on gotta get through the barrier." She says pushing the one who spoke. I look up at George with a, what I hope is a, questioning look only to receive a head nod. The one who spoke before runs at the brick column and vanishes running right through it. I stare in amazement till I feel George remove his arm and run after his twin brother. "You next sweetheart. Go on just run on at the wall you'll pass right through." She informs me and I do as she says. Once I'm through George is next to me again a trolley in front of him.
"Welcome, my dear Miss. Evans, to platform nine and three quarters." He states happily as he leads me to a train cart with hardly anyone going in. "This one full?" He asks one of the other students.
"Nope hardly anyone in here." The girl admits.
"Thanks Angelina." George calls as the brunette walks off with a tall brunette boy. "She a great Quidditch player for the Gryffindor team." He comments. As he helps me lift my trunk up into the train.
"Do you play? Looks like you could be a beater." I comment and he chuckles.
"Me and Fred play as the Gryffindor beaters." He admits with a nod. We shiver my trunk in and I climb in and pull is all the way in before jumping back out to help him get his in.
"That sounds amazing. Maybe I'll come watch you practice sometime." I offer and the tips of his ears redden. He really does like me.
"That'd be nice." He states as we push his trunk into the train. I climb in and grab mine as he makes his way down the hall till he walks into a empty compartment.
"Can I um... Can I sit with you?" I ask timidly.
He turns and smiles warmly at me. "You really think you have to ask?" I blush a little but nod my head all the same. "Well you don't. Come on I'll really introduce you to my mum." He says leading me out of the compartment. I follow him off of the train and over to his mum who is talking to his twin.
"Ah George. Now I want you and your brother both on your best behavior and I want you to look out for your younger brother." She tells him patting him on the cheek.
"Alright mum." He offers looking at me.
"Emma this is my mum Molly Weasley. My dad's Arthur Weasley but... well he works for the Ministry of Magic." I nod my head as I stick my hand out.
"Miss. Weasley it's nice to meet you." I admit and she smiles warmly.
"Of course dear. Now the two of you better get on that train before your left behind." She says just as the whistle blows. George and I spin around and running to the door diving in just as the train begins to move. We turn back and wave watching the train station move along till it's gone.
"Welcome to the beginning of your first year of Hogwarts." He states with a smile before he leads me back to our cabin. When we walk in Fred and another boy sit in the cabin talking to each other.
"Hey George. Emma where yea from?" Fred asks as I sit down next to the window.
"Well I'm from London." I admit softly. "Not a very... adventurous life as a kid." I admit.
"Have a favorite Quidditch team?" The other boy asks.
"Chudley Cannons. Um not to be rude but who are you?" I ask softly, embarrassed.
"Oh yeah I'm Lee Jordan friend of Fred and George." He says offering a hand.
"I go by Emma Evans. At least that's what I let my friends and family call me." I admit.
"Its nice to meet you Emma." Lee says before we dive into talk about Quidditch and what we expect the year to come to be like.
Well that's that. A few thinks I think I should point out. The custom wand thing is my own creation but all the descriptions about the wand woods and cores I found on Harry Potter Wikipedia. I DO NOT own Harry Potter just got a good idea after watching the movies and reading the books for the twentieth time. I'll update when I can but I honestly don't know when that'll be. Please leave comments below and tell me what you think.