Hello everybody! I'm back! I got an old keyboard from my friend, 'cause I annoyed him, with the fact that I couldn't post anything. So now I can post fanfiction again! But my schedule will have to be revised. No more once a week posts. Sorry D: But now I also have this story. I will post 1 story once every 3 weeks. So it's either LPS, or this. So have fun reading it. :D
This story is an AU (Alternate Universe).
The story is told from my OC's point of view. So all dialog is in past tense, like he's telling a story.
I do not own Gravity Falls. Gravity Falls is the property of Alex Hirsh. The godlike being of incredible creativity.
Dipper and Mable Pines. Normal is not the first word, that comes to mind, when asked to describe them. In Mables case, cheery or bubbly, would be the most common answer. Or in Dippers case weird, introverted or a know-it-all. My name is Nathan. And I'm going to tell you a tale of two 13 year old teens, who got thrown into a world full of magic, mystery, unbelievable creatures and teachers disapproval towards Mablejuice.
-Bewitched-
It was a cloudy summer day. Mable and Dipper, who just a few days ago have come back, from Gravity Falls to Piedmont, California. There were a few days of summer left. Just under a week, until school started again. So you can imagine, that after all, that Mable and Dipper have lived through. Boring old California, was just that, boring. No monsters, no aliens, not even a single ghost or a lesser demon. And all they had left form Gravity Falls, were Wendys, now Dippers hat, the goodbye letter, Waddles and the memories. That, if they chose to share, they would've most probably been, either pronounced insane or nobody would've simply believed them.
So it came as a big surprise, when Mable saw an OWL, out of all things. Flying, in the middle of a DAY, towards her, sitting near their kitchen window. The owl seemed to be carrying something. Something, that resembled a letter. Or two. To be more specific. Mable, being Mable grew wide eyed, smiled and rushed to get Dipper. Boy would he love it. Dipper was pretty depressed lately. With all the craziness and mystery gone. The poor guy had nothing to do. He just lay on his bed all day reading or sleeping, only coming down to eat, use the toilet and shower.
As Mable approached Dippers bedroom door, she heard light snoring. Dipper, while in Gravity Falls, barely got any sleep. Which was bad. So now that he's finally sleeping she really didn't want to wake him up. But he was sleeping all the time now and sulked that there was never anything interesting happening. So, she braced herself, banged open the door and exclaimed" Dipper! Come look there's a weird owl downstairs!" That did the job allright. Dipper hearing his sisters voice started and fell off his bed. Right onto the floor, face first.
Dipper stood up, and rubbing his face asked "Did you really need to make such a ruckus 'cause of an owl?" All the while looking his twin straight in the eye. "Owls are pretty uncommon animals. Yeah. But they do sometimes appear in a city, if they live in a park or something." Dipper continued. "But, do owls usually carry letters?" Mable countered. Dippers eyes twinkled. "No, no they don't" He smiled. "Come on!" Mable urged her brother.
And so, the two twins decended the staircase and made their way towards the kitchen. Where, to their utmost surprise, the owl sat ontop of the windowsill and drank water from Mables glass. That was left there by her before she left to get dipper. As the twins neared the owl,however. It perked up, stood up tall and hooted once. As if to indicate its arrival. Or to thank for the water. Could've been either one of them. It, then proceded to lift its left leg, to which the letters were attached. By means of a string that was tied around the letters and then to the owls leg. "Ok. This is a weird owl." Dipper agreed. "Let's see what those letters are!" Mable exclaimed and moved closer to the owl to try to take the letters. The owl however didn't let her take them. It tried to peck her. "Hey!" Mable exclaimed. Which got Waddles attention. Waddless was sleeping in the grass on their back lawn, near the window. Waddles waddled up to Mable and oinked to signify his arrival and need for attention and hugs. Mable smiled and said "Now there's somebody who appreciates my attention."
The owl looked on unimpressed. It then turned to dipper and hooted once more. Dipper, surprised that it sort of adressed him. Came forward and extended his hand towards the owl. Who in turn, lowered its beak, took hold of the string attached to the letters, picked them up and placed them in his hand. "Huh" Dipper wondered aloud. "It just gave me the letters,but it didn't give them to you?" He continued. "What?!" Mable exclaimed. "But I'm me! Charming, irresistable Mable!" She cried out. Dipper just watched his sister shout all sorts of things in rapid succesion. Then, he remembered the letters.
He looked down towards the owl and slowly took hold of the string attached to its leg and untied it. The owl hooted once more and left thfough the window, in the same direction it came from. "So, what's inside the letters? And who are they from? Maybe they're from gruncle Stan and gruncle Ford!" Excitedly rambled on Mable. Meanwhile, Dipper untied the letters and turned them around, to see if maybe the sender and the reciever were written on the letters. Maybe the adress of the sender. I mean, the letters were delivered by an owl.
He turned the letters around and saw the recievers info. "Dipper Pines, Piemont, California. The second floor. Bedroom on the right" and "Mable Pines, Piemont, California. The socond floor. Bedroom on the left." Were written on the back of the letters, and a weird seal was next to their adresses. Ok. The sender obviously knows about our exact adress. Which, admittedly is really creepy, but maybe they're from the goverment? Dipper thought. The seal had a snake, a lion, a badger and a raven on it, and a big H in the middle. Each animal was represented by their own color. Maybe it's some sort of secret society. Dipper wondered. "Hey Mable, these letters are for us." Dipper announced to his sister who was cuddling with Waddles while she was rambling about some dort of fantasy. Dippers comment did have an effect however. "Us?" Mable asked really confused. "If they're for us. Who're they from?" she asked flabbergasted. Dipper frowned. "There's no senders address." He aswered. "Well, that's weird." Mable voiced. Dipper nodded along. "How'bout we open them?" Asked Mable. "It wont hurt right?" she continued.
Dipper chucled "No, I suppose not" and so he gave Mable her letter and opened his. What he saw inside was an odd looking piece of paper. That strangely looked like parchment. The words on paper were filled with small ink blotts.
"School of what?!" Exclaimed a very, VERY, dangerously excited Mable. The look of pure happiness and joy was. Scary. No. It was downright terryfying. But, a school of magic and wizardry. Dipper thought sceptically. It somehow sounds familiar. He thought. "Dipper! Do. You. Know. What. This. Means?!" Mable shouted. "Um. Were not going to Piedmont Middle?" He hesitantly asked. The light she was emitting was really hurting his eyes. Wait. A. Second. A light? "OH MY GOD! Mable you're glowing!" Dipper exclaimed. "I know! I'm so excited!" She exclaimed laughing maniacally. "No! Seriously! You're glowing in rainbowy colors!" Dipeer shouted panicked.
Mable stopped her maniacal laughter. "Eek!" she shouted surprised. At that moment their parents seemed to deem it nessesary to come and question as to why they were shouting. But, they were unable to even open their mouths before their eyes grew wide, jaws dropped to the floor and they let out a mutual surprised "Gh-Ho-Wha-Huh?!" Their mother seemed to recuperate faster than their father. "Mable, how are you glowing!?" she exclaimed. "I don't know!" she shouted. She looked a little pale. Or maybe that was the white light. Oh look at that, it became pink. "Mable calm down. Please!" Their father exclaimed. "What?! I'm glowing, how can I calm down?!" Mable cried out.
"Mable! Trust me! That's just accidental magic. Relax! It's triggered by extreme emotions!" Yelled their father. Dippers and Mables eyes grew wide, while their mother just stared at him like he grew another head. Regardless, Mable calmed down and the now blue glow disappeared.
"Ok! You have a hell of a lot of explaining to do!" Exclaimed their mother. To tell you the truth. She looked like a demon back then. Like a hells incarnate. So scary. The man paled considerably, but still managed to answer without stammering. " I- My family is a… We are. Uh. My family consists of people from a special bloodline. Basically my family used to be full of wizards. And I know it's hard to believe, but it's true. And, well, everyone was a wizard. Until a few generations ago. My family stopped producing wizards. We knew of wizards and all, but we never interacted. And basically the, um. Power. Manifested itself in Mable and judging by the second letter. That Dipper is holding. In Dipper too." He rambled. He looked really pale. Like he was shot several times.
Their mother just stood there. Giving him. The coldest, scariest look anyone could give anybody. I'm sure Voldemort would've ran away from her, tail between his legs, crying and shouting. She looked… I don't think, that there's a word for how scary she looked. "Alright." She calmly answered. "What does the letter say?" She asked. Dipper gulped and read the letter:
Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry
Headmistress: Minerva McGonnagal (Order of Merlin, First Class, Grand Sorc., International Confed. of Wizards)
Dear Dipper / Mable Pines.
We are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Please find enclosed a list of all necessary books and equipment. Term begins on September 1. We await your owl by no later than July 31.
Yours sincerely,
Minerva McGonagall
Headmistress
UNIFORM
First-year students will require:
sets of plain work robes (black)
plain pointed hat (black) for day wear
pair of protective gloves (dragon hide or similar)
winter cloak (black, with silver fastenings)
Please note that all pupils' clothes should carry name tags.
"And where are we supposed buy all of this?" Questioned their mother. Their father gulped and in a quiet voice answered. "Th-There's a place in NewYork, but considering, that Hogwarts is in British magic borders. We probably, should buy the nessesities there." She just nodded, while Mable looked thoughtful. He continued:
COURSE BOOKS
All students should have a copy of each of the following:
The Standard Book of Spells (Grade 1) by Miranda Goshawk
A History of Magic by Bathilda Bagshot
Magical Theory by Adalbert Waffling
A Beginner's Guide to Transfiguration by Emeric Switch
One Thousand Magical Herbs and Fungi by Phyllida Spore
Magical Drafts and Potions by Arsenius Jigger
Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them by Newt Scamander
The Dark Forces: A Guide to Self-Protection by Quentin Trembley
"Wait! The ancient 8th and a half president of america is a wizard?!" Dipper exclaimed. His father looked stunned. "How do you know of Trembley?" He asked. " We met him in Gravity Falls." Nonchalantly answered Dipper. He continued on:
OTHER EQUIPMENT
1 wand
1 cauldron (pewter, standard size 2)
1 set glass or crystal phials
1 telescope
1 set brass scales
Students may also bring an owl OR a cat OR a toad.
PARENTS ARE REMINDED THAT FIRST YEARS ARE NOT ALLOWED THEIR OWN BROOMSTICKS
"Broomsticks?" Questioned Mable. "We can fly on broomsticks?!" she excitedly exclaimed. Mable, for a lack of a better word, looked stunned. Dipper, on the other hand, was thinking of the indication that the cauldron suggested. Potions! That's brilliant! Dipper, thought excited. Finally something exciting! Although, magic in itself is exciting. But, the point being. Dipper along with Mable were, generally speaking, on cloud 9. "Ok. We have 5 days to get everything and send a reply. I'll get on accepting the scholarship. And tomorrow, we can leave to get everything." Their father announced. Dipper and Mable cheered, while their mother just nodded. And so, on July 26, they shall leave to Diagon Ally.
TBC.
Next time: Diagon Ally? Or a new world worth exploring? ( Will also adress summers adventures!)
