Prologue Part Two: Muggle-Born in Slytherin
A barn owl screeched off in a distance as an elderly man looked up as a knock was heard upon the door.
"Enter Professor McGonagall." The man spoke quietly. Sure enough, a tall thin woman in long emerald robes hung down to her feet entered the room.
"Professor Dumbledore. It's time to head to the muggle-born homes to talk about the up coming term." The woman spoke softly as she held out a scroll of names. "Sadly, we only have eight this year. I'm curious about this Celeste Waters one." She spoke while rolling up the parchment.
"If you wish, you may visit her first. In mean time, I will head to the Grangers first." The man spoke before leaving out of the room. The woman followed.
"Celeste! Come down dear, we have a visitor!" A woman's voice shouted. A young girl of age eleven come pondering down the stairs. Her long pure blonde hair came down to her waist. It was bushy with curls. She could never keep it in place since it was very messy. Her deep blue eyes pierced through her mother as she smiled. Looking at the woman in emerald robes. "Come, let us sit in the sitting room." Her mother spoke before setting a serving tray with tea upon the table.
"I'll try and keep this short as possible. My name is Professor McGonagall. I am a teacher at a magic school called Hogwarts. I am here to tell you that your young Celeste has shown signs of magic in her blood and accepted into the school to learn how to control her abilities. Term begins September first. No later. A small amount of money has been added into her account at Gringotts to buy her school supplies. Now, muggles, also non magical folk, are not allowed to know about our world. So, here we have a contract for the parents to sign. Stating that no talk of your daughter's schooling or magic is allowed to be spoken about to anyone outside our world or leave this house." The woman spoke and waved her wand. Celeste gasped with a smile while a piece of parchment had floated onto the table as a feather appeared out of thin air.
"Wow!" A beaming Celeste spoke as an own glided into the room dropping a letting in front of her. "We send letters by owls and this one had taken a liking to you, you may keep her. Her name is Star." McGonagall spoke as Celeste gently stroked his head.
"Hello Star." Celeste spoke softly before gasping again. "That's tomorrow!" She squeaked as her mother frowned while finishing signing the papers.
"Ah yes, last minute scrambles. I'll have to take her in to get her things." McGonagall spoke as her mother nodded grabbing their jackets while following the witch outside.
She held out her arms as Celeste raised a brow. "Just gently hold onto my arms." The older witch spoke. Her mother grabbed one as Celeste grabbed the other.
Air was sucked from her lungs as she was squeezed through a small tube and then within seconds she was on her knees gasping for air. Coughing a bit before standing up. She looked over and saw her mother doing the same.
Fixing her hair before looking around and gasped. There were several witches and wizards running about the place. "Come along! We haven't time to dawdle! I already have gotten some money from your vault." The older witch took a stride ahead to the wand shop. Celeste entered the shop after her mother. She eyed the dimmed room. There were hundreds, perhaps thousands of wands.
"Hello hello! I am Mr. Ollivander." The old man spoke as Celeste shook his hand. He started pulling out wand boxes from every where. "Here, try this one. Maple, twelve inches." He handed it to Celeste who just stood there with her eye brow raised. "Give it a wave!" He spoke as Celeste waved it. A loud boom was heard from the stairs. Crumples of cement was every where. "Not that one. Here, Pine wood, unicorn core." He handed her a grey wand. Waved.
A vase blasted into glitter and set it on the counter gently. "No. Not the one. Alright. This one is Walnut eleven inches, Dragon heart-string." A black wand. Celeste held onto it as a golden light shone above her as the air warmed and twirled around her. Professor McGonagall gasped as did Ollivander. She shook her head to the man and placed a finger against her lips to shush him. Celeste was too busy admiring her wand as the witch paid for it and gently pushed the young blonde out of the shop.
"Where are we going now Professor?" Celeste asked as she smiled at the sights.
"To get your uniforms now." She spoke and started her long stride again in front. Her mother started a hushed conversation. Celeste saw a family filled with red heads. The young girl waved at her as she did back to her. Not too far from them was a blonde family.
Their hair matched hers perfectly. She smiled at them as the woman saw her and quickly stood up. Her mouth was opened as a small 'o' was showing. She then mouthed something that was not heard.
"How do you do. I'm Celeste." She curtsied to the woman.
"Celeste!" McGonagall called as the young witch waved her hand to the woman before taking off into the store.
"Good evening Madam Malkin's!" The older witch spoke to the woman. Quickly speaking before dragging Celeste to a stool. She stood upon it as a tape measure taking measurements of her body. Celeste's eyes went to the window and saw the blonde boy from earlier. She smiled weakly and waved at him as he dashed off. She frowned as the middle aged witch finished. Packing three robes onto a sack as Celeste took the money bag and paid the woman.
"We should get going, I'll send for the books later." McGonagall spoke as her mother nodded. "I have a room in the Leaky Cauldron, we can stay there for the night."The older witch spoke.
"I have to go in tonight for work!" Her mother spoke with a frown. "She has nothing packed."
"I'll send for an elf. She has her uniforms, pack for her in the morning and the elf will bring the things. Celeste needs to get used to her new surroundings. Do not worry, she is safe." The Professor spoke.
"I'm just going to miss her dearly." Her mother spoke as Celeste hugged her tightly before leaving down the alley to home. Professor McGonagall had taken Celeste's shoulder and lead her to the pub. Telling her stories of their world.
"Don't worry! Just head right into the brick wall and there will be a train there." The professor spoke as Celeste nodded and ran with her cart into the wall. She closed her eyes and went straight through the barrier.
"I did it!" She beamed and looked behind her. The witch was gone. Celeste frowned and pushed the cart to the man loading the train. She took her luggage and went onto the train. Finding an empty compartment and set her trunk above. Sitting down as she brushed off her new uniforms.
She looked out the window and saw the red headed family again. A boy with black hair was talking to them before loading the train. Seemed like they made friends already.
"Excuse me? This seat taken?" A small voice spoke. Celeste was busy watching the blonde family before looking at the voice. It was a girl her age. Bushy brown hair, rather large front teeth as she smiled.
"Of course not! Please join!" Celeste smiled and sat up a little. "I'm Hermione Granger." The girl spoke as Celeste held out her hand as Hermione shook it.
"I'm Celeste Waters." She smiled while shaking the hand. She heard voices and looked out their compartment door and saw the blonde boy again. He stopped and starred before looking at Hermione and rolled his eyes and walked on.
"What's his problem?" Celeste asked looking at Hermione.
"I think it's because I'm Muggle-Born." She answered. Celeste looked at the girl confused. "Non magical family. Child has magic but parents don't. There are also Half-Bloods, Pure-Bloods, and squibs. Squibs are opposite. Magical family but has not magical powers." Hermione explained as Celeste smiled.
"I'm a Muggle-Born." She spoke as Hermione beamed. The blonde now felt like she made a friend. They went on talking about how they think how classes will be like. What kind of spells there would be. Hermione excused herself to use the restroom before helping a boy named Neville to find his frog. Celeste went out to help. Darkness fell around then as the train slowed down. Celeste was giddy with excitement before bounding over to Hermione as she smiled.
"First years! First years over here!" A loud voice spoke as Celeste followed Hermione to the man. She gasped as the man was in sight. He was huge!
"Hello Hagrid!" A boy's name spoke.
"Ello' Harry!" The man beamed before speaking again. "A'right! Everyone into the boats! No more than four! Arms and legs inside unless you want to be eaten by the giant squid!" He boomed as Celeste hurried to a boat. She frowned as Hermione joined three other boys. She boarded another boat. The blonde boy was on this one with another girl and boy. "I'm Draco. This is Pansy and Zabini." He spoke as Celeste shook their hands.
"I'm Celeste Waters. A Muggle-Born." She kind of snapped at him from the glare she received from earlier. Draco sneered at her and looked away as did the other two.
"Filthy Mud-bloods." He muttered. Celeste's heart fell as she looked up to the castle and awed with everyone else. She jumped off and ran to Hermione and sighed. She gave the blonde a questioning look as she only shook her head.
"Alright, inside!" The man's voice spoke as the crowd of first years all followed him into the castle. Heading up the stairs and stopped. The older witch from earlier was there, standing tall and proud like. Her glasses pierced each and one of them with her looks. She looked like a woman to not cross.
"Before you entered these doors to join your classmates, you each will be sorted into one of the four Houses. Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw, and Slytherin. Your House will be like your family, your rewards will earn you points,
any rule breaking will lose you points. At the end of each year the House with the most points will win the House Cup!" She spoke as she left to get ready.
"Rumors are true. Harry Potter has come to Hogwarts." Draco's voice spoke. There were whispers everywhere. Celeste gave Hermione a questioning look as Hermione shrugged.
"I'm Malfoy. Draco Malfoy." Draco spoke and held out his hand. The red head snorted. "Don't need to ask for yours. Red hair and hand me downs. You must be a Weasley. Don't want to be making friends with the wrong sort. I can help you out there." Draco held out his hand to the boy from earlier.
"I can tell the wrong sort myself thanks." Harry spoke. McGonagall came back.
"They are ready for you now." She spoke as the great doors opened and all the first years filed in. Celeste gasped and looked around the room. Thousands of candles were hanging in air by magic. Other students eyes were upon them smiling. The blonde couldn't help but smile back at them before stopping at the front with the others. The elderly wizard stood.
"Welcome to Hogwarts! Now, the third floor corridor is off balance to those who do not wish to die a most painful death." He spoke before sitting back down. Celeste's head was tilting. 'The fuck kind of school is this?' She asked herself.
"Now! When I call your name, come forward and sit on this stool and you will be sorted." The witch spoke loudly. "Hermione Granger!" The bushy haired girl walked forward. Celeste patted her back before she sat upon the stool.
"GRYFFINDOR!" The hat shouted as the table on her right cheered her on.
"Draco Malfoy!" McGonagall called. The blonde boy walked over and the hat barely touched his head.
"SLYTHERIN!" The table on the left cheered for him. The Weasley and Harry were sorted into Gryffindor. A Bones girl became a Hufflepuff. The crowd got thinner. "Celeste Waters!" The older witch called. Third from last, Celeste walked up to the stool as her heart pounding. She looked at Hermione who gave her thumbs up as she smiled weakly. The hat fell over her eyes.
"Ah! Miss Celeste. Where to put you. Your mind tells me you have a thirst for knowledge. Ravenclaw perhaps? No, that won't do, your ambitious side shines more, perhaps bravery?" The hat talked on for almost three minutes as the blonde frowned.
"SLTHERIN!" The hat boomed. There was no clapping going on. Instead, there were hushed whispers across the hall.
"Slytherin? How?!" Many voices were asking as Celeste went and sat down.
"Keep that filth away from me!" Pansy's voice spat at Celeste as she flinched.
A Muggle-Born in Slytherin. It was unheard of, yet here she was. This was going to be worse than her muggle schools she had went to.