150 Things Not to do at Hogwarts

Year 1

KMead

Random Filler 1: Meet Marissa Fenix

Marissa Fenix left her stately London home early that warm June morning. She was dressed in her best green dress, she had a small hat on her head and a little purse filled with sickles and galleons. Her long black hair was curled and her green eyes were bright and excited. She walked down the street on her own, no one bothered her or stopped to ask where the unattended seven year old was heading.

She used the bus to get into the city center and then she walked into the Leaky Cauldron. She snuck out into the alley and they laid in wait. She waited for someone to come out, and watched as they used their wand to tap a special brick that opened the secret doorway to Diagon Alley. She scampered in behind him and then ran down the cobblestone street to Ollivander's Wand Emporium.

She opened the door and entered the dusty shop, the bell above her rung but no one came. Marissa couldn't see over the counter so she pulled up a stool and stood on her tippy-toes so she could see over it. She saw a wirey old man sleeping in his chair. "Uhm, Excuse me?" she said jolting him awake. He stared down at her confused. "I'm here to purchase a wand."

The man, presumably Ollivander seeing how old he was, stood up and walked around the counter. He looked down at her and smiled. "Well hello, little miss, where are your parents?"

"They're busy, so I came here myself. You see it's very important that I get my wand today," Marissa said.

Ollivander nodded, humoring her. "Oh? And why is that?"

Marissa smiled up to him. "Today is my birthday. I just turned seven. I brought my birthday money to pay for it and everything." She emptied her purse and showed him all her coins but the older man's smile had faded completely.

Ollivander sighed and shook his head. "I'm sorry little miss, but you're a little too young for a wand. Why don't you go down the street to the candy store and use your birthday money to buy some candy," he offered trying to usher her to the door.

Marissa frowned and dug her heels into the dusty hardwood floors. "No, you don't understand! I need the wand today. If I get my wand earlier then everyone else my parents will have to stop searching long enough to at least wish me a happy birthday."

Ollivander stopped in his tracks as the little girl stared up to him with those big green eyes filled with hope and sincerity. "What did you say your name was?" he asked.

"Marissa Fenix," she replied quickly.

Ollivander paused. He knew the Fenixes well. He had sold both Daniel and Mei their wands when they were children. In fact the two met for the first time in his store. Mei Fang, as she was known back then, had used her new wand to turn Daniel into a toad and back. Ollivander was not surprised that their child had come here alone on her birthday looking for anyway to get her parent's attention, they were too devoted to the now fallen You-Know-Who to care for their child. "Alright, Miss. Fenix," he said. "For you I will make an exception. You wait here while I go and look at the options for you."

Marissa went back to the stool and sat down, very excited about this. She had been waiting to get her own wand for years and now that day had finally come, she could scarcely believe it. A few short minutes later, Ollivander returned with a thin box, he opened it up and handed the wand to her. Marissa took the wand from him and felt a strange warmth spread up her hand. Instantly sparks shot out of her wand and she smiled. "Does that mean it's mine?"

"Yes, you are now the proud owner of an Ash and Dragon heart string wand. Congratulations, and Happy birthday," He said. Marissa jumped up and hugged him.

She counted out the coins for him and smiled. "Thank you for the best birthday present ever!" she said, and then skipped out of the shop. As soon as she was out of the door Marissa began to fiddle with cheeks, she had never had to smile so long in her life and her cheeks were sore from the effort. She looked at the nicely packaged wand in her hands and smiled. She couldn't believe that innocent little girl thing actually worked. What a chump. Well, onto the candy store for some well deserved treats.

After the long trek back to her house in upper London Marissa changed her outfit and her shoes. She put on a the nice black dress her father had bought her earlier that year, she did her hair up the way her mother liked it, all pinned back and straight with the red chopsticks keeping it back. She had unwrapped her wand carefully and put it in her lap, hidden in the folds of her dress as a surprise. She then waited in the dining room, for her parents to come.

She waited and she waited, the servants brought out a single plate with her favourite meal, and placed a single package beside her. She knew then that her parents weren't coming. She ate her stir-fry in silence, listening carefully for any sound of movement that would indicate that her parents were just late. When she was done she pushed her plates and way and pulled the present to her. She slowly opened up the present, still waiting, still hoping her parents would show up. Inside the gift was a signet ring, like the one her mother and father wore, it bore the mark of Voldemort, the skull with the snake tongue. She glared at it before throwing it across the room. Her parents never were any good at getting her presents. They weren't around enough to know what she liked.

The servants brought in cake, black forest with seven candles on it, but Marissa was gone. She had ran up to her room as fast as her little legs could take her. She slammed the door shut and quickly opened her window. She stepped out onto the roof and climbed up to the very top. She looked out at all the houses around her, they all had wizarding families like hers, but they were happier, proper families. Why did her parents have to be Voldemort followers? Why did they have to like him more then they liked her? Marissa looked down to her wand, so much for her great surprise. They probably wouldn't have even cared if she had managed to show it to them.

Marissa looked out on the city with a vicious smirk. She needed some cheering up and she knew just the way to do it. There was this one spell she had been dying to try since she had read it in a spell book two years ago. She pulled back her wand and shouted: "Fiendfyre!" and watched as the large fire-made dragon burst forth from her wand and began to circle the houses in upper London. She watched as one flap of its wings set a house on fire. Marissa pulled the bag of Bertie Bots every flavour beans she had purchased that afternoon out of her pocket and sat back and watched the chaos ensue. She smiled viciously and said to herself: "Happy birthday Marissa."

"Happy birthday indeed," Jarvis said coming to sit beside her. Jarvis was the head butler, he had been around since Marissa was born, though the two didn't get along she understood that the only reason he was still around was because he wanted to take care of her. "I see you got yourself a wand."

"Yep, went all the way to Ollivander's and tricked him into giving it to me myself," she said proudly. "I was going to surprise them, but like always they aren't here."

Jarvis sighed. "I know, and I'm sorry they missed another birthday, but setting London on fire won't bring them to you any quicker." he said. The pop of apparating ministry workers was heard and Jarvis stood up. "Let's go inside, they don't need to know that you got your wand early, they'll start blaming you for everything that goes wrong in a fifty mile radius." He ushered Marissa inside and shut the window behind him.

"Come on now little lady, I have a black forest cake with seven candles that are awaiting a birthday princess to come and blow them out. Then I'm going to eat that cake all to myself."

"Oh no you're not! Some of that cake is mine!" Marissa cried running out of the room. Jarvis shook his head, that little girl may have been a demon but underneath it all she was just a sad little girl who wanted her parents.

Late that night Marissa heard her parents storm into the house. She got out of bed and waited by her door for them to come upstairs. "Can you believe that they assumed we set the Fiendfyre?" her mother asked. "Just because our home was the only one untouched."

"It's just because they know who we are, they're looking for anything to pin on us to put us away, you know that," her father replied. Her mother had always been so hot headed but her father had been calmer and more level headed, it was her father that Marissa loved the most, he at least was happy to have her those brief moments they were together. Her mother only stared at her with cold indifferent and disappointed eyes because no matter what Marissa did she was a failure to her.

Marissa could tell from their footsteps that they were heading to their room. She opened her door a crack to get a good look outside and saw Jarvis come up to them. "Sir," he said handing her father the ring. "You missed dinner and we found this on the floor. I dare-say she didn't like it."

"You gave it to her tonight? Why? And how could she not like it?" her father wondered aloud.

Jarvis stared at him almost surprised. "To be honest I believe she would have rather had the two of you home instead seeing as it was her birthday today, and she had quite a surprise for you."

Her mother crossed her arms over her chest. "Oh and what surprise could that be?"

"It is my understanding that she tricked Olivander into give her a wand this morning. Also, she was the one who set the Fiendfyre," Jarvis said.

"Why would she do something like that? She knows we're trying to lie low!" Her mother hissed. "I have half a mind to go in there and give that girl a spanking!"

Jarvis grabbed her mother's arm. "We all know that the only reason I'm still here is for that little girl. If you so much as lay a hand on her I'll go straight to the ministry with everything I know is that clear? I suggest you start spending time with her before she starts setting you two on fire to get your attention." he warned. "Also that spell is a complicated spell for an adult let alone a seven year old who had only had her wand for a couple hours, she had a gift, you should be proud."

Jarvis went downstairs and her mother turned to her father. "Why do you let him speak to me like that? We should get rid of him before he ruins everything we–our Dark Lord–have worked for!"

Her father shook his head. "We can't, Mei. He's the only I trust to take care of Marissa, someone has to, goodness knows we're never here. I didn't even remember that today was her birthday, I thought it was next week."

Marissa shut her door at this point. They hadn't even remembered it was her birthday. Marissa refused to cry her angry tears, she padded back to her bed. She was done caring about her parents, from here on in she didn't need their approval, she didn't need anybody but herself. She was going to devote her life to finding Voldemort and killing him herself. Then she would take over his legacy and make her parents bow down to him.

Watch out world Marissa Fenix is going to take you over one day.

Au: So This is the beginning of a very long story. Like 300 or more chapters of a story. There are 150 Rules and 150 or more Random Fillers to fill in the gaps between years. This is a mammoth. This story tells of the two Hero's of Hogwarts who didn't get the right credit, nor did they start out as Heroes, but in fact trouble makers, this whole story revolves around them and how they help Harry succeed whilst making friends, breaking hearts, kicking ass and managing to cause the most amount of chaos possible. I know Harry's not in it right now, but he shows up in Year 3 (as the two girls are two years older then him). Don't worry, It will make sense I promise.

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