Hello again! I promise that I am almost done with the next chapter of St. Mungo's miracle, I had this idea, and had to write it down! I am a big fan of Miraculous Ladybug, and recently started to try and figure out a good story I could write for it, and this came up! I have added in some of the characters from Harry Potter, namely the children of the generation we knew from the books, so James Potter, Harry's son, will be featured, however the story will not focus on him and his time in school. I definitely want to add Teddy Lupin in at some point, however that will occur later. Now, onwards and upwards! I hope everyone enjoys this, and if you do, let me know what I can do to improve it along the way!
Disclaimer: I do not own Miraculous Ladybug or the Harry Potter series, and while I love both they do not belong to me.
Marionette stood by her parents, watching as other families said their goodbye's and continued to usher children and teens alike aboard the train that was within minutes of leaving the station.
"Now, Mari, don't forget, study hard, listen to the headmaster and for the love of Magic, don't get in trouble. Its your first year, please be good." Her mother spoke, pulling her into a hug that Marionette had to bend down slightly for.
"Give'em hell kid." Her father joked, pulling her up into his arms. She was the perfect blend of her parents, her mother's blue hair and her fathers height, although she was nowhere near his, she definitely got hers from him.
"I will do my best." She smiled to bother her parents, gathered her robes around her and boarded the train. Her search for an empty train car took her to one that had only two other people in it. A dark haired boy with glasses, listening to a muggle device, and a dark haired girl using a similar muggle device.
"Do you mind if I sit with you? All the other compartments are full." She asked, blowing a small strand of hair from her bangs out of her face.
"Sure! The more the merrier!" The boy smiled, patting the seat next to him.
"I'm Marionette Dupain-Cheng." She introduced herself.
"Wait…as in the Dupain-Cheng? Like the world famous magic confectioners?!" The girl across from her exclaimed. Marionette nodded, feeling the blush rise on her face. Her parents were in fact world famous magic confectioners. They made baking into an art, and then into a magic. Her mother could make the most beautiful living cakes the world has ever seen, and her father could whip up the tastiest illness remedies, using just his recipes.
"I can't believe I'm meeting their daughter! I'm Alya Césaire, this is Nino Lahiffe, we grew up together. We are both half-blooded. We grew up in the muggle world, but we were always told of our magic." The girl smiled, getting a huge grin out of Nino. Marionette smiled back, happy to meet the two people in front of her already.
"I hope the castle has WIFI. After that fight years ago you'd think it would have modernized somewhat." Alya commented, tapping away on the device.
"What is that?" Marionette asked. Her parents and her might live in Muggle Paris, however that didn't mean they used many muggle devices. For the most part they stayed to baking utensils and she'd seen a television before. The small rectangular object that Alya was holding was thrust into her face.
"This, my dear, is a cell phone. It is the quickest way to use the internet, get ahold of family and friends, and update a very important blog." Alya smiled, hoping that her introduction would amaze Marionette. Marionette nodded, using the index finger on her left hand to browse and peruse the object while Nino and Alya shared a chuckle.
"I understand. This using sound and light waves to receive messages and send them, while performing the functions of a music box, with any music you choose. This WIFI you mentioned helps to get internet without using the spare data of the phone." Marionette broke down, hoping she had theorized correctly. Both of the other occupants of the compartment felt their mouths fall open for a moment. The girl had figured out what a phone was easily! She glanced down at it once again, and went into the messaging button. She found nino's name, and after clicking into the chat, she typed a message and sent it. Handing the phone back to Alya, she heard a beep from Nino's headphones and he glanced at his phone, before looking at Marionette with an amused expression.
"I think we have a Ravenclaw in our midst." Nino smirked, punching Marionette lightly. She smiled and hoped that she would get into that house. Her mother was a Ravenclaw, while her father was a Gryffindor. Marionette knew that she could be placed in either house, based off of lineage alone, however she hoped that she would like either one.
"I think I'll be put into Gryffindor. I'm brave!" Nino said, only to be shot down by a remark from Alya.
"What do you think about Adrien?" Alya asked, this was around the time that Marionette started to space out and think about Hogwarts. She used the wrist sheath's quick release to bring her wand out from her robes, a device she'd created herself for quick access, and began to play with the grain of the wood as she sat in the compartment. Her wand was hornbeam 9" with dragon heartstrings as its core, and according to Ollivander himself, or his son at least, it was a powerful wand, for a potentially powerful witch.
"Ohhhh! Hornbeam! Mine is Holly. His is Oak. I have dragon heartstrings as my core, while his is phoenix tail." Alya spoke, glancing Marionette's wand over. It was smooth for a few centimeters at the handle and an all over white color, and then twisted with a darker stain working into it for a beautiful dark and light contrast. Alya took her wand out, and it was a dark color, with wrapping etch work around the length of it, with a solid darker colored handle. Nino's was a light brown color, and was a simple wand, no real embellishments on it. Not long after they had all discussed their trip to Diagon Alley, a gorgeous blonde haired boy came stumbling into the compartment.
"I need you to hide me. Like, badly." He said, jumping behind Nino. Marionette immediately took her robe off, threw it over the boy and set her cat's carrier on his back.
"Don't move." She said sternly. As she resettled herself another blonde headed student threw their door open, looking angry and curious all at the same time.
"Oh, its you two. Have you seen my Adrien? He seems to have run away from me." The girl asked her voice was sickeningly sweet sounding.
"If he is yours, then why did he run away? I don't even know who that is, so no, I haven't seen him." Marionette answered, after asking the question that was on her mind first. The blonde girl, who hadn't given any introduction into who she was or why she was looking so adamantly for the boy Marionette had probably placed her cat on, huffed angrily and honed in on the bluenette.
"Don't get in my way. I'll squash you like a bug, and if I don't get what I want my father will be hearing about it!" She spat out and stormed off.
"Sounds like a certain Malfoy to me…" Marionette muttered. She knew a lot of the previous generations of witches and wizards because of her parents. She even helped to make the birthday cake for Scorpious Malfoy's last birthday. She wouldn't be surprised if he was on the train to Hogwarts with them.
"You know the Malfoys!?" Alya shouted.
"Only Scorpious, but his attitude I can guess he got from his father." Marionette shrugged.
"Thanks for helping me out there." The boy under the robe spoke. Marionette grabbed her cat and the robe off of him, to find the most startling green eyes she'd ever seen before, paired with amazing looking blonde hair and a great smile. Marionette felt the blush rise on her face and she shook her head.
"I've dealt with people like her all my life, no problem." She spoke, stuttering slightly.
"I'm Adrien Agreste, I grew up with these two." He gestured to Nino and Alya. Both of them nodded and thanked Marionette for her quick thinking. The action brought Marionette back to her cat, who she thought she should give some air.
"Come on Amelie." She spoke, pulling gently on the cat to coax it out. The black cat glanced around as she did, before spotting Adrien and jumping at him.
"Whoa!" He sat back, as the cat landed in his lap and began purring.
"I'm sorry for Amelie. She doesn't listen to me very much, even though I've had her for years. She's a good cat though." Marionette was glaring daggers at the black cat, who just mewed in response and settled down for a nap.
"She's very cute." Alya smiled, running her hand between the cats ears.
"Yeah, and she knows it." Marionette chuckled.
"I'm Marionette Dupain-Cheng. It's a pleasure to meet you." Marionette bowed slightly, a habit from meeting all of the Chinese side of her family.
"You mean you're related to the famous confectioners?" Adrien asked, looking up from Amelie.
"I'm their daughter. I know how to make a good portion of their recipes, but I'm nowhere near as good as they are." Marionette smiled. Adrien had stars in his eyes.
"My father got me one of their cakes once for my birthday, it was a peacock cake, do you remember that one?" Adrien asked. Marionette thought for a moment, before nodding, she'd helped to paint the feathers.
"I did the feather work." She answered. Adrien lurched forward in that second, knocking a suddenly discontented Amelie off of his lap.
"You did?! That work was amazing!" Marionette smiled, blushed and played with one of the twin pony tails on her head.
"It was nothing. My parents are better. " She chuckled with a smile.
"Students of Hogwarts! You are to gather your belongings and prepare to depart the train. Once on the platform, follow the instructions of the grounds keeper." The train's conductor spoke through some of the speakers. Adrien stood, handing Amelie back to Marionette and departed for his compartment, while Alya, Nino and Marionette changed into their school robes. The robes were not colored yet, as they were enchanted to change colors once sorted into one of the four school houses. Once the train came to a stop, all of the students filed out and began to follow the grounds keepers. There were two of them, one was a giant, with a scraggly beard and long salt and pepper hair. The other grounds keeper was a shorter man, shorter than Marionette even, with what looked like a Hawaiian shirt on and a pair of jeans. This man was Chinese looking, like Marionette was, and had a critical eye on all of the students.
"A'right first years, yer walkin' w'th me ta th' lake." The taller of the two boomed over the crowd.
"All of the other years are to follow with Master Fu." The smaller man bowed his head. As he turned to walk, almost no one noticed when the elderly man fell and struggled to stand back up. Marionette pushed her way through the crowd, before finally making it to him to help him stand up.
"Its these old knee's, they aren't as good as they used to be." He chuckled. Marionette attempted to help the man stand, as a second pair of hands grabbed his right side.
"Here, let me help you both." Adrien's voice came from above Marionette. She glanced up to see that he had rushed to assist the man as well.
"You young folk are so kind to such an old man." Mister Fu spoke, brushing himself off before setting off with the older students. Adrien and Marionette shared a look before being ushered onto one of the boats that was going to charter them across the lake to the looming castle. Marionette shivered, whether it was from the brisk air on the lake or from anticipation, she would chalk it up to both.
"Are you alright?" Adrien asked from across the boat. He was seated next to a subdued looking brown haired boy with green eyes.
"I'm fine." Marionette smiled, glad she had someone she knew on the small vessel.
"I'm Adrien Agreste. That is Marionette Dupain-Cheng." Adrien introduced himself.
"I'm…I'm James Potter." The boy was hesitant to say his name, and with his relationship to the boy who lived, and defeated Voldemort, it was easy to see why. Adrien had stars in his eyes and was about to go into full fan-boy mode, before a sharp glance from Marionette cut him off.
"It is a pleasure to meet you James." She spoke with a gentle smile, getting a smile in return from the other boy.
"If you ever need anything, James, let us know, we'll come running." Adrien smiled, having caught Marionettes drift. James wanted friends, not fans. When the boats docked, Marionette met back up with Alya while Nino and Adrien, accompanied by a more confident James began to chat away about houses and what classes they were excited to take. James talked about Quidditch, which brought the prospective sport into Marionette's mind. She'd always enjoyed watching the game, and was wicked on a broom, just like her mother had been. Her father was a great Quidditch player as well, however his size made him a better Keeper. Alya was talking about applying for the announcing gig for the matches, preferring to watch rather than play. As the students were ushered into the giant castle, Marionette was in awe of the sights and how the whole place smelled like an old library. The magic in the air was palpable, and ghosts roamed the Halls.
"Attention Students. You are to wait here, and you will be called into the halls when it is time for the sorting. I hope that you are all ready to begin your first year at Hogwarts!" A relatively young professor called from the front of the group, standing in front of the doors. He was tall and thin and moderately handsome, with brown hair and the standard robes for the professors. His colors were obviously blue and bronze, which were the colors for Ravenclaw. There was a pause in the air before finally the doors were opened wide, and the professor led everyone down the long walk to the front of the Great Hall for the Sorting. Marionette began to tune out some of the names, until Adrien's name was called.
"GRYFFINDOR!" A cheer came from the table immediately to Marionette's right, and Adrien's tie changed colors to match the colors of his house. Alya's name was called up soon after, and another moment passed before the shout came.
"RAVENCLAW!" More cheers came and the girl waved at Marionette as she passed. There was another lull in the names of people she knew until the moment she was both hoping and dreading came.
"Marionette Dupain-Cheng." A silence flooded through the room, as she began the suddenly longer walk up to where a stool was sitting, and the professor from before was holding a hat with a face. Marionette must have looked nervous, because the professor winked at her before allowing her to sit and have the hat placed onto her head.
Hmmm a mind as sharp as her mothers, with the bravery and selflessness of her fathers. You are a tough egg to hatch young lady. The voice filtered into her head.
I don't know which house would be better, I would enjoy both I think. Marionette thought in response.
You have an indecisive nature. Maybe some strict teachings for the mind will shape that up.
"RAVENCLAW!" The voice shouted suddenly, startling Marionette from her musings. A cheer came from the table to the far left of her, next to the Gryffindor table. She got up from the seat and ran over, sitting down where she was told to do so by Alya, while many people were saying hi and introducing themselves. Many were asking questions about her parents, and if she knew how to do the same magic. Alya was beaming, and Marionette was glad to have a friend in the house. She hopped to have her as a roommate as well.
"Nino Lahiffe." Marionette and Alya watched as Nino made his way over to the hat, and tripping on his feet as he walked. A laugh sounded from the whole school, including the professors at the tables, and Nino got up with a sheepish look. The hat hadn't even been placed on his head fully before it called out.
"HUFFLEPUFF!" Alya looked as if she was about to bust out laughing. Nino walked proudly, with a red nose, over to the table and was quickly seated. More names were called, however there was a pause between some of them.
"James Potter." The silence of the room became deafening. The poor boy walked all the way up to the front and sat down. A moment of deliberation passed before finally a conclusion was reached.
"GRYFFINDOR!" The cheer from the table was almost as deafening as the silence had been, and James quickly scampered down to where Adrien was sitting and sat with him. Marionette reached over to pat her friend on the back, getting a grateful smile and he held her hand for a moment. Adrien did the same to Marionette and they waved at Nino who was across the hall, stuffing his face with tarts. A brief introduction was given to all of the professors who would be teaching everyone during the year. The man who had led them inside was none other than Neville Longbottom, who was a key player in the war that had taken place before Marionette was born. She was amazed to find that he was the head of her house, as well as the herbology professor. Alya was seeing stars. She wanted to do an article on him for her blog. It seemed that the girl who had gone into their compartment on the train had been sorted into Slytherin, and while she was supposed to be sitting with her table, she had already tried making her way over to the Gryffindor table more than once. For some reason this pissed off Marionette. She'd just met Chloé Bourgeois and already she hated her. That meant that pranks were to be issued and while no one at Hogwarts knew of Marionette's mischievous side, they would soon learn that the bluenette had a devious streak in her. Alya seemed to notice this glint in Marionette's eyes and a grin formed on her face. This new friend of hers was going to make all of their lives interesting.
"Now the dinner has been consumed, it is time for you all to gather into your dormitories for a meeting with the Head of your House. Classes will start officially on Monday. I hope that this new batch of students proves to be as brilliant as the years before them." The Headmistress, an ancient looking witch called Minerva McGonagall spoke, smiling to show that her last statement was made in hope and trust. Marionette stood with her housemates, keeping close to Alya and followed all the way up to the fifth floor. The moving staircases made her slightly dizzy, however she quickly got over it and arrived at a door with a bronze knocker in the shape of an eagle. As he students stood in front of it, it came to life and glanced around.
Solve the Riddle for the password.
This thing all things devours:
Birds, beasts, trees, flowers;
Gnaws iron, bites steel;
Grinds hard stones to meal;
Slays king, ruins town,
And beats high mountain down.
There was a moment of deliberation from all of the students, many asking friends for help, while the bronze knocker returned to its original position. Marionette was beginning to see why it was difficult for other houses to get into the Ravenclaw common room.
"Time." She called out. Breaking up some of the noise from the rest of the students. Alya glanced at her before beginning to mutter the riddle over again.
Time is correct. You all may enter the Ravenclaw Common room. Enjoy your first year at Hogwarts. The bronze knocker spoke once more, before a loud click could be heard from the door and it swung open.
"Nice! I had to really think about that, even after you said the answer." Alya spoke, while Marionette got nods of approval from the Head Boy and Girl who stood on either side to usher in students. Other students made comments about how it was such a simple riddle but it had stumped most of them. Once inside all of the students found seat somewhere and began to listen to what Professor Longbottom had to say.
"Welcome to the Ravenclaw common rooms and dormitory entrances. As you can see, the password for the door is solved with a riddle. The password will change every month, so it would be best to write the answer down somewhere it will not be forgotten. I am Neville Longbottom, Professor of Herbology, and Hogwarts is my Alma Mater. Before anyone asks, yes I am friends with Harry and Ginerva Potter, as well as Ronald and Hermione Weasley. Yes their children are students of this school, however it would be best to treat them as you would any other classmate. They are human beings, not gods. Your classes will begin promptly at 8 am on Monday morning, and breakfast will be served at 7 am in the great hall. Lunch will be between the hours of 12 and 3, and dinner will be at 7 pm. Weekends you are free to do with what you wish, however I recommend using your time wisely. Falling behind in classes here is very easy. I should know, I was a terrible student." Neville chuckled to himself before pausing for questions.
"Are you married?!" A girl from one side of the room called.
"I am married. I have a baby girl as well." Neville smiled, showing them his wedding ring.
"Will Harry Potter ever visit Hogwarts?" Another student asked.
"I'm sure he will if he finds the time. He is an Auror for the Ministry of Magic, and I'm sure you can imagine how busy he is." Neville responded with a shrug.
"Is it true that you were a Gryffindor? How did you become the Head of Ravenclaw?" A boy not far from Marionette asked. She'd been wondering the same thing, however did not want to ask.
"I was a Gryffindor. I became the Head of Ravenclaw because I succeeded the former Head in her Herbology class, and she nominated me as the next head of house. The Ravenclaw Ghost, Helena Ravenclaw, also named the Grey Lady." Neville gestured behind the students as the translucent specter emerged from the painting above the fireplace.
"I have seen what the students of my house are capable of, and I must say I am proud to have all of you young witches and wizards in my house." She spoke, a small smile gracing her beautiful face.
"Alright, that should be enough for tonight, if you have any more questions, I'm sure the Head Boy and Girl would be happy to answer them, however I must ask that you ask them tomorrow. Give yourselves time to settle in." Neville spoke, departing for his chambers.
"This is so exciting! C'mon Marionette! Lets find our rooms!" Alya smiled, pulling the bluenette along through the common room before running through the door with the word witches on the doorframe, and up to where there were six four poster beds in a room around a small rounded bookshelf.
"This is amazing! I can't believe these are our rooms! Ah! And there is Amelie! This must be your bed!" Alya all but shouted, pointing to one of the beds in the room. Marionette walked over to it and sat down, feeling the soft bed sheets and pulling Amelie out of her cat carrier. The little cat mewed softly before beginning to wander their new home.
"I can't wait to see what Hogwarts brings us!"Alya smiled widely. Marionette agreed, knowing that whatever it was, it would be magical.
There you have it! Please tell me what you think! I will let reviewers know now, that I will not take kindly to flames, as they have been cropping up in my sisters stories and my cousins stories, and they have been a plague of this website. The people who hide anonymously behind their keyboards to attempt to shame and guilt trip others into suicide sickens me. If anyone who reads this fanfiction has received similar comments on their writing I am truly sorry that you experienced that. No one deserves to be put down for their opinions and genuine likes. Both my cousin and I work for public safety factions, I work as a contract paramedic and she works for a fire protection district, and its sad to see the amount of cyberbullying that results in the loss of life. Just remember, "No one can make you feel inferior without your consent." ~ Eleanor Roosevelt.