My story of Rita Skeeter and if she had a daughter who was going to Howarts. Rita doesn't belong to me but the daughter does. Thanks. First time I am writing a story of Rita on my own so hope you all like it. Read and reviewxxx

Rita Skeeter stood in front of a shorter blonde girl, her eyes inspecting her as if to make sure she looked as smart as possible.

"Your first day of school. You have to look nice" Rita said simply.

Her daughter frowned and looked at her mother "I've been to school before".

"But this isn't just any school. This is a special school" Rita sighed and flicked a bit of dust off her daughters clothes.

Her daughter stared at her rolling her eyes as she picked up her suitcase. "Yeah it's a new school I get it. Some idiot people who when they find out I am related to you will kick my teeth in" she muttered.

Rita shook her head and grumbled "I may write some things about people that are a bit..."

"Lies" her daughter cut in and Rita glared at her.

"Far from the truth but they won't all hate you just because I'm your mother".

She kissed her daughters head and pushed her gently in the direction of the door.

"Why are you coming with me?" the girl frowned. "No one else has their mums on the train with them" she pointed out in annoyance.

"I want to make sure you are safe. Come on" she grabbed her daughters arm and walked onto the train. They walked down the hallways of the train as it began to move and found a carriage that was empty.

Rita sat her daughter by the window and then sat beside her. Rita was wearing a dark red jacket with red shoes and a black knee length skirt with dark tights. While her daughter wore green tights a black skirt and a green top. She refused to wear the uniform that was sent to her, she described it as 'lacking colour'.

A while later Luna walked into the carriage and sighed "may I sit here?" she asked.

Rita shrugged "if you must" she muttered and looked at her daughter who had fallen asleep.

She tapped her daughter's cheek not as light as she could and smiled.

The girl jumped with a start and touched her cheek; she had felt her mother's nails make contact with her skin. "Are you crazy?" she hissed.

Rita rolled her eyes looking at her "we have a visitor".

The young girl looked over at Luna and smiled "oh. Hi...I guess you've met my crazy mother" she smirked.

Rita kissed her cheek leaving a bright red lipstick stain and grinned.

"Mum" she screeched in embarrassment.

Rita smirked and giggled as her daughter tried to rub it off with all her strength.

"Serves you right" Rita laughed then looked at Luna.

"If you treat my daughter any different just because she's mine I'll not be too pleased" she hissed.

Luna looked at her and tried to speak "n-no I wouldn't do that. I never judge people before I get to know them".

Rita smiled triumphantly "well good. Because my daughter is the brightest girl in her year. And often wins prizes for her achievements". Rita played with her daughters blonde curls and smiled "don't forget you have your mobile if you need me".

The girl nodded pulling out a green mobile phone with a pink diamond attached "on speed dial".