Kariann-chan: Hi everybody Kariann-chan here with a new story and genre. HARRY POTTER! This story is adopted and adapted from the original written by LaBunny.
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Summer the one holiday I enjoy, apart from my birthday that is. Reasons being one: it's the only time I get to be away from that horrid place they call a school and two: it was the start of a journey into a new world.
You could say that my birthday was like any of my others, well not really since no one ever came but besides that everything was quite normal. I was watching my siblings and my mother was getting some rest. Suddenly there was a knock at our door.
"Hello?" I asked as I answered our door. When I looked out it revealed a tall elderly man. He had snowy white hair and a marvelously long beard to match. Brilliant blue eyes stared out at me behind half moon specticals, while carefully balanced on a crooked nose. He was dressed in peculiar long dark magenta robes yet he didn't seem to mind this factor.
"Good afternoon, I am Albus Dumbeldore. There is quite a bit more to my name but I am afraid it's dreadfully long. Would your parents be home by any chance?" he asked. I nodded my auburn head and moved out of the way, letting the strange man in.
"I will be right back, please make yourself at home." I said as I pointed toward the living room. He proceeded to examine the bowl of lemon drops on the table as I ran upstairs toward my parent's room. I knocked on the door and heard a tired moan.
"Come in." said the exhausted voice of my mother. I opened the door revealing my mother lying on her bed. Her short blonde hair was a wild mess. She tried to sit up but her huge belly was against the idea. I walked over toward her and helped her sit up.
"Someone downstairs is here to see you mum." I said and she nodded her head while struggling to stand up. I bit my lip trying not to laugh. She slowly hobbled for the door taking every step slowly. I slowly followed behind; it was hard for her to walk now a days.
"Good afternoon Mrs. Romano." the man grinned. Noticing my mothers stomach he questioned "I give my congrats. When are you expecting?"
"The baby is due any day now." my mother said gesturing for Dumbledore to sit down. "May I ask what your name is?" my mother asked as she sat down.
"Professor Albus Dumbledore" he said.
"What would be the reason for your visit sir?" my mother asked.
"Well, I guess you have noticed your daughter Rosalie here is different, she can do things unlike any other girl she knows. Things a normal girl usually can't do. For instance Rosalie have your ever been so mad about something that something like I don't know a teachers toupee some how got stuck on top of a flag pole." the professor said. I giggled as I remembered the look on Mr. Shermans face. Wait, how did he know that?
"How do you know?" my mother asked him confused.
"Because she is a lot like me, she has powers, magical powers, she is a witch." he said smoothly. I stared at him in shock.
"What!" my mother nearly yelled at him Her hand then flew to her stomach. I took a step forward but she put her hand up for me to stop "Are you are calling my daughter a witch?"
"Well she is, I am a wizard, I am the headmaster of Hogwarts the School for Witch Craft and Wizardry. She has been accepted to start at the school this September." he said calmly as he reached into his pocket and pulled out an envelope. He handed it to my mother who looked at it confused "It's her acceptance letter, it also tells you everything you will need for this year."
"I just- I just can't believe it" my mother said astonished as she turned the envelope in her hands. Her hand then reached toward her stomach and tears began to pour down her eyes. "Arggg!" she screamed as her water broke. Nice timing baby. The professor jumped out of his seat and pulled something out of his pocket, a stick? He waved it and my mom began floating in air.
"Do you want to go to the hospital?" he asked my mother who shook her head no.
"She prefers to give birth at home, she is weird like that" I said as my younger sister Amber who is eight and my younger brother who is six came in to see what all the ruckus was about. They both looked like our dad who has dark chocolate brown hair, and matching eyes.
"What's going on?" asked a nervous Amber. She looked from me to the professor to my mother who was floating in air.
"I will explain later" my mother cried "Can you please get me to my room? Amber call your dad and say the baby is coming." My sister obeyed obediently and I showed the proffesor to my mother's room.
"This isn't the weirdest experience I've ever had at telling a student they are a witch and or wizard, but it still came as a surprise." he said with a small laugh.
"He's on his way!" Amber started yelling repeatedly as she ran up the stairs with Richard on her tail.
"Okay dear." my mother said and she yelled again as another contraction came quickly. I looked at the man who looked like he was as confused of what to do next as I was.
"Get a bucket of warm water and a wet wash cloth." my mother ordered and I turned to leave but he stopped me. He waved his wand and the two things appeared magically on the bed side table.
"Wicked!" Amber and I said in union. After ten minutes a car drove up the drive way. I heard someone run into the house and up the stairs. My dad looked frazled as he ran to my mother. He grabbed her hand and asked if she was all right. She nodded and my father turned to the rest of us.
"You guys can go now. Your mother will be all right." my father said concentrating on my mother, not seeing the old man in the room. I slowly back out of the room following my siblings and the professor.
"Who are you?" Amber asked, intrigued about our unusual guest.
"I am Professor Albus Dumbledore, what might be your names?" he asked looking at both of my siblings.
"That's Amber, and that is Richard." I answered for them.
"Why are you here?" Amber asked.
"To inform your parents that your older sister has been invited to join the school in which I am the headmaster at." the professor replied.
"Why are you dressed in that?" Richard asked gesturing toward the robes.
"Because I am a wizard and that is the type of school I lead." he answered.
"Why is Rosalie going to a magic school?" Amber asked "She is not magical." The professor bent down on one knee in front of Amber trying to get the closest to her height.
"Actually your sister is a witch." he said looking her in the eyes "And she is going to go be taught at one of the best magical schools in the whole country. But you must promise me that you will not tell any one about this, or it could cause trouble for not only me and other a like but your sister as well." My sister nodded her head obediently. Dumbledore smiled at her and straightened up again.
"How am I suppose to go to the school? I don't even know anything about magic!" I blurted out. Dumbledore just stood there smiling at me.
"That is why they send older witches and wizards to tell students like you, with non magical families, everything. We also help you get your things for your first year, and help you when it comes to getting on the train on the first day to school." he said.
"Train?" my sister asked "You guys take trains? Why not broomsticks?"
"We don't want to be seen. Many of your kind doesn't understand things like magic." Dumbledore said with a small laugh.
"When does it start?" I asked.
"September first, but its best to get your things ahead of time rather that at the last minute. We need your parents to come to learn everything too, but it seems that part is going to be delayed for a bit." he said laughing. I let out a small laugh as well suddenly looking upstairs when I heard the cries of a baby. My dad ran downstairs with an exhausted smile on his face.
"It's a girl" my father yelled.
I stared out the window of the train waiting for my friends to come into the empty compartment. I felt the train lurch and we were off to another year of magic at Hogwarts. It was my fifth year, and so we're stuck doing O.W.L.S. this year. All of my friends were in the same house as I, aka, Gryffindor.
"Hey Rose." Harry said cheerfully as he, Ginny, and Neville walk into the compartment.
"Hi Harry." I said as I yawned. I was exhausted. This was due to little four year old Ellie who found her "gift" of singing.
"Aw, tired?" Ginny asked. I nodded my head and leaned on the window. Harry sat beside me, Neville across from me and Ginny next to him. I felt my eye lids begin to droop, I forced them to stay open.
"So how was your summer?" Ginny asked me "Did you and your family go see the Quidditch game that you were talking about?"
"Oh… Umm yeah" I lied. I still haven't told any of my friends my actual blood status yet. I knew they wouldn't care but I still didn't want it to get out I was a muggle-born.
"Right." I heard Ginny mumble underneath her breath as she turned to the window.
"What did you guys do over your summer?" I asked.
"Nothing fun." Neville said disappointingly. Harry and Ginny looked at each other and then at me.
"Well all of us were hanging out and spent most of the summer together. It was so much fun, you should have come but we thought you were too busy with your family and seeing the game." Ginny said.
"Oh, sorry guys." I sighed as I sunk into the seat. It stayed quiet for a while until Harry decided to break the silence.
"So how was the game?" asked Harry nervously hoping to start up another conversation.
"It was interesting." I said with forced enthusiasm. Ginny rolled her eyes. She never did like me, I don't know why. Just then Hermione and Ron walked in the compartment, chatting excitedly about something. I noticed both of them had identical badges on their robes, the dreaded prefect badges. I looked at Harry who was eyeing the badge enviously.
"Ron how did you become a perfect?" I asked; Harry was a better choice for prefect than Ron.
"I don't know really." Ron said biting his bottom lip; it probably shocked him as much as it shocked me.
"How was your summer Rose?" Hermione asked me with a smile.
"It was interesting." I said smiling back.
"That's good" she said as she turned to the others.
"Congrats you two" Neville said shyly from his corner. Hermoine and Ron then noticed the shy bumbling boy hiding in the corner.
"Thanks Neville." Hermione and Ron said in union.
"Who are the other prefects?" I asked.
"We don't really know who the two students for Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw are, but sadly Draco and Pansy are both the prefects for Slytherin." Ron said sadly.
"Oh man this isn't good." I said with a little laugh.
"We're all be dead meat!" Ginny cried "Well at least the Gryffindors are." I nodded my head in agreement.
"Well if he does abuse his power we could always tell a teacher and get his power and perfects badge taken away from him" Hermione said with a small sadistic smile.
"Yeah," I said "or we could just hex him before he could do anything and run away?"
"I want to go with Roses plan!" Harry said enthusiastically.
"Same here!" Ron agreed merrily enjoying the thought of returning the arrogant blonde to his fuzzy ferret form. Hermione rolled her eyes.
"Ron and I better head to the front of the train now, see you guys at the school." Hermione said as she waved bye to us and left.
"Bye!" we all said simultaneously to the two.
"So, who do you think is going to be the new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher?" Harry asked.
"I think it is probably going to be someone from the Ministry." I said thoughtfully.
"Why?" Harry asked.
"Because the Minister of Magic is terrified of Dumbledore. He most likely thinks that he will do anything to get his job, especially after what happened last year. I mean look at what they are saying in the Daily Prophet!" I said "Didn't any of you think of that?"
"No." all three of them said thinking about it.
"You might be right, Rose." Harry said.
"So did anything interesting happen in England while I was gone?" I asked looking at the three of them.
"Harry almost got expelled!" Ginny said, looking rather upset.
"What! Why?" I asked, shocked at the thought of Harry doing under aged magic.
"Underage Magic out of school." He said. He then told me the story about how dementors attacked him and then about the trial.
"Wow." was all I could say and he nodded his head in the agreement. Neville looked shock too, he probably did not hear about the story either.
The first Saturday back,
"Oops." Ginny said as she 'accidentally' knocked a goblet of pumpkin juice on me and my breakfast. I jumped up as the cold liquid seeped into my cloak and reached my skin.
"What was that for?" I screamed at her, for it was obviously not on accident. She smiled back innocently at me.
"It was an accident Rose." Ginny said sweetly.
"No it wasn't, you did that on purpose." I yelled. Hermione stood up and quickly grabbed my arm before I attacked the little red-head.
"Fine, I did do it on purpose!" Ginny cried back as she stood up, she was a few inches shorter than me "And I did it because I hate you!"
"Why do you hate me?" I asked seething.
"Because you act like a Slytherin! You like to rub it into peoples faces about the fact that your family is so rich and how you come from a big pure-blood family in Italy! Why don't you just go back there!" she yelled at me. By that time a girl in her year jumped up and grabbed her too. By the time I calmed down practically the whole school was staring at us. If it wasn't for Hermione I would have hexed the girl. I took a deep breath, yanking my arm out of Hermione's grip I turned around quickly and ran out of the hall. I heard people giggle and snicker behind me, tears beginning to form in my eyes. I heard someone run after me and so I began to speed up. I stopped on the fifth floor and leaned on the railing of the stairs taking in deep breaths.
"Rose!" I heard someone gasp. I turned to see Hermione, red in the face gasping at the bottom of the stairs while attempting to climb them "What is- wrong?"
"Nothing." I lied as I wiped the tears out of my eyes.
"Right." she said. We both sat down on the stairs as they began to move. "What is really bothering you?" Suddenly that pang of guilt which had been slowly building up over the years came back, feeling even worse than before. The tears which I was fighting back started to well. "Ginny is overreacting, I don't understand why she said that when it's a lie." Great now I feel even more guilty. Suddenly I felt the urge to tell her everything. To tell her that I lied. I lied about having a rich family, about living in Italy, about being a pureblood. Then and there I felt exactly like what I knew I was, a dirty rotten mudblood. But I didn't want to tell her or anyone, and I knew why. I was scared. Scared of what they would think, what they would say. Would they still like me? I couldn't risk it, so I bit my lip and didn't say anything about it.
"Thanks." I said. The stairs began to move underneath us.
"There seems to be something on your mind." Hermione asked me as the stairs stopped moving.
"No. Not really. I- I just don't want to talk about it right now." I said. Hermoine looked at me, as if she knew I was hiding something but didn't pry any further. She only said,
"Rose, I just want you to know that you can tell me anything. As a friend I promise I won't pry until your ready to tell me."
As she stood up she reached her hand out to help me up and I took it graciously. I then hugged her and said,
"Thank you Hermoine." She smiled at me and hugged me back. We then began to walk up stairs to the Common Room quietly but there was a lighter air than before and I was happy to have my best friend at my side.
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