Author's notes:
So this is my first fic and I cannot promise I will update regularly or at all, but I hope this is at least good enough for a laugh.
Also english is not my first language so if, I made some grievous mistakes please point them out.
About the story itself this is just for fun, and really don't think too much about the timeline, because I really didn't, just be warned if this goes on there will be no pairings,
because I plan to wrap it up in year 3, there is no Weasley or Dumbledore bashing, though there might be some conflict with the headmaster and I decided to make Charlus and Dorea the grandparents of our heroine,
which causes some slight changes, but the story up until now is mostly canon and only get´s of the rails now.
A Witch and a talking Car
Dorea was angry with herself, not to angry, because aunt Marge had it coming, but still losing her temper like this really only bites her in the ass in the long run.
Though blowing up that miserable excuse for a human being like a balloon was kinda funny, if ill advised, then running away to avoid getting her wand snapped was also ill advised because no matter how crafty she is, avoiding the ministry wasn't possible for long, also avoiding the ministry wasn't even necessary because wandless or accidental magic doesn't count as underage magic. Dorea unfortunately remembered this loophole only after she packed her things and left privet drive and found herself in Wisteria Walk.
She could´ve gone back, the Dursley´s might be scared enough to make the rest of the summer not as awful as it could be, but no her pride wouldn't allow it so she's hoping to find some cheap hotel, where she can wait until morning to take a bus to diagon alley and hopefully find a place to stay until the next school year. Sending a letter to the Weasleys or Tonkses was out of the question, she doesn't want to impose on them, it's better to not worry them unnecessarily.
Before Dorea could think more about the logistics of getting herself to Diagon Alley, with her limited knowledge about non magical public transport, a big hulking creature with terrible piercing eyes, was right in front of her.
It could´ve also been a huge dog that looked at her with a curious and very non threatening expression, she couldn't quite figure out because she shrieked, stumbled and fell down against a car and the creature wasn't there anymore when she looked up. She must have scared it away, Dorea concluded almost believing it herself.
"That was rude." chided a bodiless voice, "What was rude?" she snapped still on edge. "Just bumping into me, this could have left a dent, if I didn't have my Molecular Bonded Shell." the voice responded. "Huh, what is a magical car doing here?" "Magical? No, that would be silly. You must be in on the prank that Devon tries to play on us."
Talking to a car is probably the weirdest thing, that ever happened to Dorea, not by much mind you, but still the weirdest thing. She took a few steps back to get a better look at the car, it was pitch black and had a red scanner on the front. "Man your creator, must either have some really weird sense of irony or is just cruel, creating a magical car that doesn't believe in magic, how do you even get an idea like this?" Dorea said, the car getting annoyed responded "Like I said, I´m not magical, I´m an artificial intelligence created by Wilton Knight, the Knight Industries two thousand" Dorea was still not impressed responded "That's a mouthful." "You can call me K.I.T.T if you prefer." he opened the passenger door and added "Before I completely forget my manners, you should come inside me, it's cold outside."
She stopped herself from commenting why, someone would enchant a car to feel cold, because this would ensue in an argument, and she really was to tired for that.
And because it was really cold outside she just put her stuff and Hedwig on the back seat and seated herself on the passenger seat. The first thing that caught her attention where all the lights and buttons, that definitely didn't belong in a car and K.I.T.T's story just became a little more plausible to Dorea.
Before she could contemplate if she would break the statute of secrecy by revealing magic to an artificial intelligence, K.I.T.T started to talk again "You know, I was just talking about manners…"
"Oh, sorry," Dorea replied sheepishly "My name is Dorea."
"Harriet Dorea Potter?" asked K.I.T.T "Yeah, but just call me Dorea, Harriet is a stupid name." Dorea replied slightly annoyed, not being surprised a talking car heard of her. "It appears I got lucky, me and my partner were searching for you."
