Dear Headmaster Dumbledore,
You asked for a résumé of each of my three children, Lexi, Rissa, and Artemis "Danny" Deer. I do hope this qualifies.
They received the following on their fourth year examinations:
Defense Against the Dark Arts: Lexi, and Danny- E
Rissa- O
Transfiguration: Lexi, and Danny- A
Rissa- E
Charms: Lexi, and Danny-E
Rissa-O
Herbology: A
Potions: Lexi, and Danny- P
Rissa- A
Divination: D
Care of Magical Creatures: O
History of Magic: A
Astronomy: Lexi, and Rissa-E
Danny-O
Lexi is also a skilled Quidditch player and has been on the school team since her second year. Lexi is a Seeker, and works very hard to improve her flying skills.
Sincerely,
Mrs.. Deer.
Dear Mrs. Deer,
I would like to congratulate your daughters on their acceptance into Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Enclosed you will find three train tickets for Platform 9 ¾, at King's Cross station in London , England . You will also find a list of school supplies your daughters will need for the upcoming year. I look forward to meeting your daughters on 1 September and having them as students at our school.
Supplies
1. One wand
2. One cauldron (pewter, standard size two)
3. One set of glass or crystal phials
4. One telescope
5. One set of brass scales
Books
1) Easy Switches, by Lark AnRoo
2) Standard Book of Spells, Grade 5, by Stan Darslen
3) Potions, by Margaret Bolovwa
4) Divination Made Easy, by Minnie Egler
5) Curses and Hexes in Alphabetical Order, Eunice Farblice
Uniform
Fifth Year Students Are Required To Wear
1. Three plain black work robes
2. One black pointed hat
3. One pair of protective gloves made from dragon hide for Herbology
Students may also bring ONE cat OR ONE dog OR ONE owl OR ONE toad
Sincerely,
Albus Dumbledore
If you happened to live in the apartment complex on the left side of Woody St. in London , England on a lazy August day and happened to live on the fourth floor and your window faced the street you might have glanced through your window to see a very odd sight. On a pink bed with flower decorations in a topaz blue room under a poster of a very sexy soccer player that played for Britain sat three very exuberant girls that appeared to be in the middle of torturing a frog while simultaneously discrediting scientists everywhere who claimed that nothing was faster than the speed of light, while anyone watching their mouths move knew that the speed at which they were talking was much faster. Actually that is not exactly true, because while two of the girls were sitting Indian style on the flowery pink bed, one girl with short spunky black and well blended and fashioned pink hair was constantly jumping up off the bed and talking loudly to her two friends and punctuating every other word with big hand gestures, which was rather unfortunate for the poor frog she held in her left hand.
As I'm sure you have already guessed, these three girls were none other than the Deer sisters. If you knew nothing about these three girls, and instead were just observing them from the fourth floor window in the apartment across the street you would not believe that they could possibly be sisters. The girl sitting closest to the window had long sleek brown hair that was pulled up into a ponytail. She had wide chocolate colored eyes that seemed always to be keeping a secret, and a smooth caramel colored face that held no blemishes, no freckles, no moles, and a way about her that was calming and self assured. Even when she was sitting you could tell she was tall, at least 5'6, when in fact she was 5'8.
Sitting on the other side of the bed was a slightly shorter girl with long, strawberry blonde hair that came to her middle back and ended with gentle curls and stood at 5'5. She had vibrant blue eyes with just a hint of green in the sunlight and turned a dark shade of aqua when she was angry or excited. She also had a million or more freckles that littered her entire body, high cheekbones, and lips that formed a perfect bow shape. Sitting there, even through her sweats and big ice-cream T-shirt you could see her finely toned muscles built from hours on a broom in the Quidditch field.
Sitting between them- actually more often than not standing between them- was a rather short girl with sleek pink and black hair that just barely touched the top of her shoulders and who stood at 5'0. She had deep penetrating stormy gray eyes that gave her the appearance that at any moment she might do something wild and spontaneous, which in truth was her character. She had three piercings in one ear and two in her other and was wearing a midriff that showed off her flat stomach and belly button piercing. While her two companions both had a nice tan from long days in the summer sun playing soccer or Quidditch her face alone remained pale, and in the winter her skin turned a milky white; she had a hew of white to her skin that no amount of time spent in the sun could ever quite dispel. All this and her Irish nose that turned slightly up made her look a bit like a pixie.
As stated above, a mere observer would never guess in a million year that these three girls who looked nothing alike could possibly be sisters. And technically, they would be absolutely right. For it's true that none of them were born from the same mother, or had the same father. Legally, though, because when they were mere babes the kindly Deer folks of Alabama , U.S.A. took these foster home children into their own home, they were sisters. As you may have noticed I have just stated that they were originally from America , but six months prior to this sunny August day Robert Deer finally succumbed to leukemia and died in his sleep on a dreary February morning. Due to financial problems Mrs. Marie Deer sold their farm back in Alabama and, having finally found a job, moved herself and her three adopted fifteen year old daughters to London , England one June morning.
Back in America these three girls had been enrolled in a boarding school for young witches and wizards in Virginia , having come to England a closer school was needed, and hence they applied for Hogwarts and are now sitting on their beds reading and discussing their acceptance letters from Hogwarts. Now we will cease to be ignorant observers from the fourth story window on the other side of the street- for now you are no longer ignorant of these girls and what led them to defying scientists everywhere- and will now be flies on their blue topaz wall that does not blend well with their pink flowery bed.
"This is so cool! We got into Hogwarts! I can't wait!" Rissa, who was usually the quiet one, was practically overflowing with excitement on the arrival of the acceptance letter earlier that day.
"Rissa!" Lexi said between excited giggles, "Tone it down a little. The whole complex probably heard you!"
"I know, it's just, I'm so excited!" Rissa replied, though not quite as loud as before.
"Me too. I hear they have the best Defense Against the Dark Arts classes around." Lexi said; Defense Against the Dark Arts was her favorite class.
"We're going to one of the best magic schools there is," Rissa replied because she loved to learn. "This is so cool!"
"The best part is," said Danny excitedly, "we get to bring Cat, Dog, and Mouse with us!"
"Speaking of which, what the hell are you doing to that poor frog??" Rissa asked Danny incredulously as Danny squeezed the hand holding the frog and the frog's eyes nearly bulged out of his head.
Danny had acquired this frog she so affectionately called Froggy while at the pond only an hour before their letters came. She was bored because Cat -her dog- would not play with her after she broke his leg rough housing with a leaf blower. Even though the vet wizard had easily fixed his leg the week before Cat still refused to come within a ten foot radius of Danny. She was bored, so she took Froggy home, much to her mother's disproval, which she announced very vocally before she left in a hurry to her job and fretted about being late again.
"I'm not hurting him!" Danny cried indignantly, even as Froggy started making panicky pained croaking noise and thrashing about in her head and his eyes bulged out even farther.
"Danny, put down the frog." Lexi said solemnly as she treated Danny with one of her most intimidating glares, made scarier by her vibrant blue eyes.
"Oh, all right fine." Danny gave her sisters a pouty glare and without hesitation chucked her dearly loved Froggy out the window and did not bother to glance back at it as it hit the fourth floor window in the apartment across the street and fell to the concrete, hastily hopping away.
"Danny, that wasn't very nice." Rissa chided Danny gently while also favoring her with a very disappointed frown that made Danny look away in a momentary second of guilt.
Deciding that now would be a good time for a change of topic Lexi suddenly blurted out impulsively, "I hope there are some hot guys on our House Quidditch team!"
"I just hope there are hot guys in our House!" Rissa responded loudly to Lexi's embarrassing comment.
"Just as long as there are hot guys somewhere on campus." Danny almost yelled.
"Danny! Rissa! Mr. Redford might hear you! You guys are so loud!" said Lexi in a whispered shout, as she and the other girls looked worriedly at the door for a moment, hoping the short tempered landlord hadn't heard them talking so loud they were near shouting in their enthusiasm..
"Well too bad if he gets upset; we're leaving soon anyways." said Danny, irritated that the conversation had turned from the topic of boys.
"What if Mr. Redford's nephew is hot?" Rissa said, still thinking of the deranged old man whose fifteen year old nephew would be visiting that night.
"I can't believe he made us clean the whole apartment for only two bronze coins just because his stupid fifteen year old nephew is visiting for a week. He didn't even give us a choice as to whether we would clean or not! We're treated worse than the maids! And paid less!!" Lexi lamented angrily, still remembering the three perfect summer days she and her sisters had spent inside the apartment complex cleaning every single aspect of the building.
"But that is beside the point. I just want a nice hot guy," Lexi said her eyes a flutter.
"Too bad they don't exist; all the nice hot guys are sissies, momma's boys, taken by some plastic enhanced model…or are actually serial killers driven crazy from girls constantly fighting over them." Danny said with a wistful sigh.
Lexi rolled her eyes, "Danny, not every single nice hot guy is a sissie."
"Yeah, but they are usually taken or..."
"Either way we'll see when we get there," Rissa managed to say before they could completely destroy her mind with stupid girl talk.
"You know, there never seemed to be hot guys at Torklaim." Lexi said as an after thought. Torklaim was their old school back in U.S.A. , Virginia.
"Yeah, but that was because we knew half of them for how many years?" Danny added her two cents in.
The conservation dwindled away as the girls became distracted with thoughts of the school they had left for good. Rissa reminisced about her friends, Gabby, Becca, and Cindy. Gabby was really bold and out going, she was a tomboy and had five older brothers, so people knew not to pick a fight with her. Becca was the exact opposite, so quiet you could forget she was even there. But Rissa would miss Cindy the most. She was like America 's sweetheart. Her grades were average and she didn't play any sports, but she had never said a mean thing in all the years that Rissa had known her. Rissa hoped that they would continue to write and hopefully see each other over the summer. Gabby, Becca, and Cindy were to good of friends to loose. All of the Deer sisters missed them.
The girls were brought out of their stupors by the sound of someone trying to open the sticky door. None of the Deer family had quite figured out how to open the door without a struggle. When Mrs. Deer entered her apartment she was surprised to find her three daughters all sitting quietly in the den with opened letters in their hands.
LATER
"Mom, do we have to meet this new kid? He's gonna be a total prat, I mean he's the nephew of Ratfart!" Danny complained to her mother in the elevator bringing her and her sisters ever closer to what would almost surely be an incredibly long and boring dinner with the landlord and the new kid who would be staying for a week..
"Danny, don't call him Ratfart." Mrs. Deer scolded Danny sternly, even while struggling to control a small smile that she couldn't quite manage to fully conceal.
"You're just upset because mom made you take out your extra piercings and put on decent clothes." Lexi teased Danny lightly as Danny stuck her tongue out at Lexi in a very immature manner that looked quite silly coming from a seemingly sophisticated girl in a short black dress.
"People should be tolerant of my appearance. Intolerance is what caused the third or second or whatever war thingy.." Danny said in a haughty voice.
"Moving on." Rissa rolled her eyes and instead focused on the staticy elevator music coming from a small speaker in the upper left corner of the elevator.
Rissa, too, was not looking forward to meeting the almost assuredly snot nosed prat who had the great privilege -or curse- of being Mr. Redford's nephew. She would much rather spend the night curled up on the flowery pink bed she shared with her sisters reading a good book. But because mother was late on payment Mr. Redford made her do things like attend a boring dinner party for a fifteen year old snot to give the impression that everyone in the building was one big happy family and having her daughters work as maids for said snot nosed prat. The only good thing about the whole night would be that she would get to finally wear the short brown strapless dress Danny had bought her for Christmas the previous year.
Rissa was brought out of her thoughts by the 'Ding!' that announced they had just descended onto the first floor, and with no time to even sigh for the loss of a perfectly good summer's night she was whisked away to the large dinning room.
Even though her sisters were not excited about the upcoming dinner party, Lexi secretly was. The prospect of a new fellow to hang out with was like a light shined into the deepest dark of the sea. Lexi loved her sisters and all, but after spending almost the whole summer with them, even having to share a bed, she was desperate to see a new face. Even if he turned out to be a snot nosed brat it would still be fun to torment him.
The four girls- remember their mother is attending the party too- stepped into the dining hall fully expecting the worst, and were greeted by a smiling sandy haired boy wearing jeans and a red T-shirt.
"Hi," he smiled wider when he saw the three girls all in their ridiculously small dresses, "I'm Remus. Remus Lupin."
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