The NZ tale
By Missy
Disclaimer: Some things are my own but some things also belong to J.K. Rowling
Rating: PG
Warnings: None
With one light on in one room, I know your up when I get home- with one small step upon the stair, I know your look when I get there.
Words of Dido's hunter drifted there way through Cooper Hanley's head as she hummed them softly to herself. She had heard Fannie singing it an impossibly high voice during free period this morning.
Fannie France. The girl who could always find a fault in Cooper and also a reason to hate her as well. Being popular at Bernard High she had the power to make everyone else also detest her.
Cooper Hanley was an orphan, never being able to stay in one place for a long period of thirty days.
She had wavy blonde hair that hung down to her waist, silver grey eyes and sun kissed lips. Her skin was tanned and she wore only the simplest of clothes, but somehow made them look beautiful on her slim, curvaceous body.
She reached her current foster families home, (the Greads) and stared to push on the latch on the door, preparing for the worst.
Sure enough, as soon as she closed the door after herself she heard her name echo through the drafty halls, coming from the living room.
Seated there were Mr and Mrs Greads and the toddler son Lucas.
Mr Greads was an average aged man with grey hairs starting to show through his curly black hair and the thinning bald spot on the top of his head was a sheer sign of his nearing elderly age.
Mrs Greads on the other hand could have probably been mistaken for Coopers older cousin. She had bobbed brown hair and a slim body. Her beauty was only marred by the scowl ever present on her horse like face.
There was also an obvious sign of a new baby brother or sister for Lucas on her slightly rounded stomach.
Cooper had been preparing for this for a short while as she was sure the speech about to come from the Greads mouths because this event had happened with the Soames, the Rodges, the Lopies and the Hirleys.
As soon as she tuned back in she was aware of Mr Greads talking.
"I'm sorry Cooper but as I'm sure you know but the Mrs is expecting a baby and with us two and Lucas there will probably not be enough room for you as well as the baby. So I'm sorry but your going to have to be moved back to the orphanage in a week. You'll have to pack your things up soon."
Yep.
Even the exact same words.
Cooper nodded her head to show she was listening.
It was a week later and she was once again on the bus back to Hanley's Homes. She snorted quietly. More like a Hanley Hell. The place was always crowded and not properly cleaned.
She thanked the driver and was surprised when she saw Miss Oosie, the orphanage director and an elderly woman standing there waving her over.
She slumped her way over to the two women. When she reached them, they were oblivious to her, deep in conversation.
She cleared her throat politely and Mrs Oosie jumped slightly with surprise.
Regarding the girl with a turned up nose she nodded in her direction and proceeded to tell her the current situation.
"Cooper, this is Mrs Bicka. She has particularly requested you for a trial period. You are going to live with her in the small country of New Zealand, in Dunedin. I suspect you have heard of it?"
Then without waiting for an answer she briskly turned on her heal and walked towards her beat up old bright yellow beetle.
"Don't worry, Cooper. This time it will be permanent," Mrs Bicka said before turning towards the beetle, leaving a very confused Cooper in her wake.
"Bing-Bong. Flight 243 non-stop to Dunedin airport in know boarding. Would business class please make there way to gate 24-b."
Cooper waited anxiously as she clicked on her seat-belt waiting for the slight rush to show they were up in the air.
They arrived in Dunedin at around six in the evening and made there way to the cab that was waiting for them outside the door.
Mrs Bicka turned the lights on and they were greeted in the house by a young woman around Coopers age with dark red hair and stunning silver eyes identical to Coopers.
"This is Faith, my granddaughter. Faith this is Cooper Hanley from England," Mrs Bicka explained. "Now Cooper," she said turning her head in Coopers direction. "I want you to call me Rose, and please tell me if anything is wrong. Faith will show you to your room. "
Cooper followed Faith up a flight of stairs to a large landing.
They started to walk along the hallway, Faith pointing to all the rooms as she went
"That room is Grandmama's bathroom and her bedroom is the one next to it. That's the music room. That's my room and this," she said while stepping at a door with `Cooper' written on it in cursive writing. "Is your room."
She opened the door to reveal a rather large room with a four-poster bed in a corner and a great many other bits of furniture. The walls were a light blue and the curtains were a slightly darker blue. The carpet, however was an off white shade Cooper had seen in the hallway. Most of the other furniture took on a blue or white shade, even the door on the right side of the room.
"This is the door to our adjoining bathroom," Faith said while pointing at the door.
Cooper took a walk around the room, awing at the sheer size of it.
"The laundry, the dining room and the..."
"Kitchen," Cooper finished, shocking not only Faith but herself as well.
"How did you do that?"
Cooper just shrugged her head, noting that she also did not know.
The days spent with Mrs Bicka and Faith turned into weeks and Cooper was surprised at how quickly the time went.
Of course the time spent with the Bicka's wasn't always enjoyable.
Mrs Bicka insisted that she attend school with Faith. A girl, by the name of Bannie Brance was a major pain in the rear end. She probably could have been related to Fannie France with the way she acted towards Cooper, but this time it also infected her first and only friend, Faith.
They also heard rumours throughout the town that Rose was a witch and they got very sick of people coming up and asking them,
"Is your friend really a witch?"
Finally it was the Christmas holidays and Cooper and Faith were free of the taunting from the school kids of St Kertis High.
The two spent most of their time on the beach around where they lived.
Two days after New Years, both Cooper and Faith were called into the kitchen by a very excited Rose.
They were slightly stunned to find Rose trying to grab letters from two very restless looking Dragons that were breathing fire at her hand.
Seeing that Cooper and Faith had arrived she started talking.
"If those are what I think they are you two will be the only ones who can handle them."
Both Faith and Cooper reached for a dragon each and the dragons pleasantly handed over a purplish coloured envelope.
Cooper opened hers with care and almost fainted at its contents.
The Tayana Academy of Witchcraft and Wizardry
Head Mistress: Lisa Opal
Deputy Headmaster: Ian Jocks
Dear Miss Cooper Hanley, You have been excepted to attend the Tayana Academy of Witchcraft and Wizardry in the Otago district. Enclosed is a list of all necessary books and equipment. We expect your answer by no longer than the fourth of January. The Train Tayana leaves on the thirty-first of January from Platform 2 and one half.
Deputy Headmaster Jocks (History of Magic)
Cooper picked up another piece of paper, which had fluttered from in between the pages of the first letter.
All sixteen year old students will require:
Uniform:
Three sets of pale blue robes for day use
One pale blue hat for day use
Two pairs of Leather protective gloves or similar
One blue winter cloak with silver fastenings
Two sets of Dress robes for formal functions
Books:
Looking for the future by Wheresdat Gon
Mixing Potions by Ick ee Stuff
An introduction to Herbology by Flour Petal
An introduction to becoming Animagus by Im A. Tui
An introduction to Non Magic people by May Beeso
An introduction to the Dark Magic by Someoneev Il
Magical sports by Bask et Ball
A guide to Magical creatures by Lion Heart
Other Equipment:
A Wand
A Cauldron (silver, standard size 1)
A Cauldron (gold, standard size 2)
A telescope
Any amount of Potions agreements
All students may be accompanied be a pet either a dragon, a rat or any other small domestic animal.
Students may also bring a racing broomstick for quidditch.
Looking up from her letter to stare intently at Rose. Her face looked as though she knew something that Cooper did not.
"What is it?" she questioned Rose.
"You do not believe it, do you?"
Cooper shook her head, no.
"Trust me. It is," Rose confirmed.
Time passed quickly until the last day of January.
They had gone to Haven Turn.
To the non magical eye the gate where they entered Haven Turn it looked like an old abandoned warehouse but to the magical on the other hand it was like a whole new world.
Cooper and Faith, when they had entered the warehouse were stunned to see a sunny day outside instead of the cemented walls they expected to see.
They were amazed to see al the strange shops scattered all over the street.
There was Gringo's bank, brother to the Gringott's bank in London.
There was Madame Silkins robes for all occaisions, sister to Madame Milkins in London, the Apothecary, Otago Quidditch supplies andOtago wands, where Faith and Cooper brought there first thing directly related to magic.
Faith's wand was 12 inches, Flexible, oak wood with one phoenix feather.
Coopers on the other hand was 9 and a half-inches, rosewood with a hair of one unicorn.
There meeting with Mr Listwick was a experience Cooper was probably never going to forget.
They had entered the old shop and were immediately meted by Mr Listwick. He had struck her as a beady sort of man with dull piercing eyes.
He had remembered Rose immediately. "Uhhh.. Yes," he had stared. "Rose Biska. 8 inches, nice and flexible, pine with one phoenix feather. Do you still use it?"
"All the time," she had replied to the surprise of the two girls.
She had remembered how both Faith and her had gone through many wands before they had finally settled on there ones that had got. Just remember it's not the witch that chooses the wand. It's the wand that chooses the witch. Or something like that.
When they had gotten their wands they heard Mr Listwick muttering under his breath, "unusual. Very unusual."
Cooper had gathered enough courage to ask what he meant.
"As it happens there has been only eight wands, quite this powerful, all led by a singular wand. That wand," he said while pointing to the wand in Coopers hand. "The other seven are and were possessed by, James and Lily Potter, now deceased, there son Harry Potter, the evil Lord Voldemort, that wand," he said pointing at the wand in Faith's hand. "And the other two just walked out with a set of twins just 1 hour ago."
They had paid for there wands, (24 pointali's, 12 jungo's and 2 totalin.) and left then the rest of day had gone without to much event.
There also Weasleys Wizarding Wheezes where they had enjoyed stocking up on some Prankster tricks.
(When the twins, Fred and George graduated they set up branches of WWW all over the world.)
Another strange experience was when Rose, Faith and herself entered the magical creatures emporium.
Cooper had been strangely drawn to one side of the emporium.
There in a cage in the corner was a strangely coloured dog. His left ear was green and his right ear was yellow. His face was blue and his body purple. Each leg was a shade of pink. But the most unusual thing about this dog was his eyes. They were exactly the same as her own.
She looked at the price tag hanging from the cage and realised that this must be a cast out of an animal as the it looked as though it had gone down in price about ten times.
"Can I help you?" a scratchy voice asked as an old woman with grey hair and red eyes approached her.
"Yes," she replied. "May I buy this dog?"
The old lady answered ye quickly and set out at trying to get the dog from its cage but it seemed positively obstinate.
"Let me have a try," she offered.
She held out her arms and the dog pleasantly stepped forward and she placed him gently on the floor.
She started to walk too the cash register and too her amusement and delight the dog neatly followed her.
She reached Rose and Faith and saw what animals they were buying. Both Faith and Rose had bought owls for delivering letters and were at the moment seeing if they could afford them as it was not natural to have owls to carry your mail in New Zealand.
They noticed her approach and smiled at her.
"Have you found a pet yet?" Rose asked nicely.
"Sure have," she answered.
It was then that the two woman before Cooper noticed the dog that was following her around.
"It's positively perfect!" Faith exclaimed.
She bent down to pet him but he stared biting at her finger tips but not actually hurt her. She leapt back with a squeal.
They proceeded to pay for their purchases.
When they were outside Cooper was oblivious to the stares that she was getting from the people around her and the looks her new dog (Roxy) was also getting.
They finished up the day with an ice cream at Haylo ice cream palour, run by Ms Haylo herself!
She couldn't wait until next Tuesday!
By Missy
Disclaimer: Some things are my own but some things also belong to J.K. Rowling
Rating: PG
Warnings: None
With one light on in one room, I know your up when I get home- with one small step upon the stair, I know your look when I get there.
Words of Dido's hunter drifted there way through Cooper Hanley's head as she hummed them softly to herself. She had heard Fannie singing it an impossibly high voice during free period this morning.
Fannie France. The girl who could always find a fault in Cooper and also a reason to hate her as well. Being popular at Bernard High she had the power to make everyone else also detest her.
Cooper Hanley was an orphan, never being able to stay in one place for a long period of thirty days.
She had wavy blonde hair that hung down to her waist, silver grey eyes and sun kissed lips. Her skin was tanned and she wore only the simplest of clothes, but somehow made them look beautiful on her slim, curvaceous body.
She reached her current foster families home, (the Greads) and stared to push on the latch on the door, preparing for the worst.
Sure enough, as soon as she closed the door after herself she heard her name echo through the drafty halls, coming from the living room.
Seated there were Mr and Mrs Greads and the toddler son Lucas.
Mr Greads was an average aged man with grey hairs starting to show through his curly black hair and the thinning bald spot on the top of his head was a sheer sign of his nearing elderly age.
Mrs Greads on the other hand could have probably been mistaken for Coopers older cousin. She had bobbed brown hair and a slim body. Her beauty was only marred by the scowl ever present on her horse like face.
There was also an obvious sign of a new baby brother or sister for Lucas on her slightly rounded stomach.
Cooper had been preparing for this for a short while as she was sure the speech about to come from the Greads mouths because this event had happened with the Soames, the Rodges, the Lopies and the Hirleys.
As soon as she tuned back in she was aware of Mr Greads talking.
"I'm sorry Cooper but as I'm sure you know but the Mrs is expecting a baby and with us two and Lucas there will probably not be enough room for you as well as the baby. So I'm sorry but your going to have to be moved back to the orphanage in a week. You'll have to pack your things up soon."
Yep.
Even the exact same words.
Cooper nodded her head to show she was listening.
It was a week later and she was once again on the bus back to Hanley's Homes. She snorted quietly. More like a Hanley Hell. The place was always crowded and not properly cleaned.
She thanked the driver and was surprised when she saw Miss Oosie, the orphanage director and an elderly woman standing there waving her over.
She slumped her way over to the two women. When she reached them, they were oblivious to her, deep in conversation.
She cleared her throat politely and Mrs Oosie jumped slightly with surprise.
Regarding the girl with a turned up nose she nodded in her direction and proceeded to tell her the current situation.
"Cooper, this is Mrs Bicka. She has particularly requested you for a trial period. You are going to live with her in the small country of New Zealand, in Dunedin. I suspect you have heard of it?"
Then without waiting for an answer she briskly turned on her heal and walked towards her beat up old bright yellow beetle.
"Don't worry, Cooper. This time it will be permanent," Mrs Bicka said before turning towards the beetle, leaving a very confused Cooper in her wake.
"Bing-Bong. Flight 243 non-stop to Dunedin airport in know boarding. Would business class please make there way to gate 24-b."
Cooper waited anxiously as she clicked on her seat-belt waiting for the slight rush to show they were up in the air.
They arrived in Dunedin at around six in the evening and made there way to the cab that was waiting for them outside the door.
Mrs Bicka turned the lights on and they were greeted in the house by a young woman around Coopers age with dark red hair and stunning silver eyes identical to Coopers.
"This is Faith, my granddaughter. Faith this is Cooper Hanley from England," Mrs Bicka explained. "Now Cooper," she said turning her head in Coopers direction. "I want you to call me Rose, and please tell me if anything is wrong. Faith will show you to your room. "
Cooper followed Faith up a flight of stairs to a large landing.
They started to walk along the hallway, Faith pointing to all the rooms as she went
"That room is Grandmama's bathroom and her bedroom is the one next to it. That's the music room. That's my room and this," she said while stepping at a door with `Cooper' written on it in cursive writing. "Is your room."
She opened the door to reveal a rather large room with a four-poster bed in a corner and a great many other bits of furniture. The walls were a light blue and the curtains were a slightly darker blue. The carpet, however was an off white shade Cooper had seen in the hallway. Most of the other furniture took on a blue or white shade, even the door on the right side of the room.
"This is the door to our adjoining bathroom," Faith said while pointing at the door.
Cooper took a walk around the room, awing at the sheer size of it.
"The laundry, the dining room and the..."
"Kitchen," Cooper finished, shocking not only Faith but herself as well.
"How did you do that?"
Cooper just shrugged her head, noting that she also did not know.
The days spent with Mrs Bicka and Faith turned into weeks and Cooper was surprised at how quickly the time went.
Of course the time spent with the Bicka's wasn't always enjoyable.
Mrs Bicka insisted that she attend school with Faith. A girl, by the name of Bannie Brance was a major pain in the rear end. She probably could have been related to Fannie France with the way she acted towards Cooper, but this time it also infected her first and only friend, Faith.
They also heard rumours throughout the town that Rose was a witch and they got very sick of people coming up and asking them,
"Is your friend really a witch?"
Finally it was the Christmas holidays and Cooper and Faith were free of the taunting from the school kids of St Kertis High.
The two spent most of their time on the beach around where they lived.
Two days after New Years, both Cooper and Faith were called into the kitchen by a very excited Rose.
They were slightly stunned to find Rose trying to grab letters from two very restless looking Dragons that were breathing fire at her hand.
Seeing that Cooper and Faith had arrived she started talking.
"If those are what I think they are you two will be the only ones who can handle them."
Both Faith and Cooper reached for a dragon each and the dragons pleasantly handed over a purplish coloured envelope.
Cooper opened hers with care and almost fainted at its contents.
The Tayana Academy of Witchcraft and Wizardry
Head Mistress: Lisa Opal
Deputy Headmaster: Ian Jocks
Dear Miss Cooper Hanley, You have been excepted to attend the Tayana Academy of Witchcraft and Wizardry in the Otago district. Enclosed is a list of all necessary books and equipment. We expect your answer by no longer than the fourth of January. The Train Tayana leaves on the thirty-first of January from Platform 2 and one half.
Deputy Headmaster Jocks (History of Magic)
Cooper picked up another piece of paper, which had fluttered from in between the pages of the first letter.
All sixteen year old students will require:
Uniform:
Three sets of pale blue robes for day use
One pale blue hat for day use
Two pairs of Leather protective gloves or similar
One blue winter cloak with silver fastenings
Two sets of Dress robes for formal functions
Books:
Looking for the future by Wheresdat Gon
Mixing Potions by Ick ee Stuff
An introduction to Herbology by Flour Petal
An introduction to becoming Animagus by Im A. Tui
An introduction to Non Magic people by May Beeso
An introduction to the Dark Magic by Someoneev Il
Magical sports by Bask et Ball
A guide to Magical creatures by Lion Heart
Other Equipment:
A Wand
A Cauldron (silver, standard size 1)
A Cauldron (gold, standard size 2)
A telescope
Any amount of Potions agreements
All students may be accompanied be a pet either a dragon, a rat or any other small domestic animal.
Students may also bring a racing broomstick for quidditch.
Looking up from her letter to stare intently at Rose. Her face looked as though she knew something that Cooper did not.
"What is it?" she questioned Rose.
"You do not believe it, do you?"
Cooper shook her head, no.
"Trust me. It is," Rose confirmed.
Time passed quickly until the last day of January.
They had gone to Haven Turn.
To the non magical eye the gate where they entered Haven Turn it looked like an old abandoned warehouse but to the magical on the other hand it was like a whole new world.
Cooper and Faith, when they had entered the warehouse were stunned to see a sunny day outside instead of the cemented walls they expected to see.
They were amazed to see al the strange shops scattered all over the street.
There was Gringo's bank, brother to the Gringott's bank in London.
There was Madame Silkins robes for all occaisions, sister to Madame Milkins in London, the Apothecary, Otago Quidditch supplies andOtago wands, where Faith and Cooper brought there first thing directly related to magic.
Faith's wand was 12 inches, Flexible, oak wood with one phoenix feather.
Coopers on the other hand was 9 and a half-inches, rosewood with a hair of one unicorn.
There meeting with Mr Listwick was a experience Cooper was probably never going to forget.
They had entered the old shop and were immediately meted by Mr Listwick. He had struck her as a beady sort of man with dull piercing eyes.
He had remembered Rose immediately. "Uhhh.. Yes," he had stared. "Rose Biska. 8 inches, nice and flexible, pine with one phoenix feather. Do you still use it?"
"All the time," she had replied to the surprise of the two girls.
She had remembered how both Faith and her had gone through many wands before they had finally settled on there ones that had got. Just remember it's not the witch that chooses the wand. It's the wand that chooses the witch. Or something like that.
When they had gotten their wands they heard Mr Listwick muttering under his breath, "unusual. Very unusual."
Cooper had gathered enough courage to ask what he meant.
"As it happens there has been only eight wands, quite this powerful, all led by a singular wand. That wand," he said while pointing to the wand in Coopers hand. "The other seven are and were possessed by, James and Lily Potter, now deceased, there son Harry Potter, the evil Lord Voldemort, that wand," he said pointing at the wand in Faith's hand. "And the other two just walked out with a set of twins just 1 hour ago."
They had paid for there wands, (24 pointali's, 12 jungo's and 2 totalin.) and left then the rest of day had gone without to much event.
There also Weasleys Wizarding Wheezes where they had enjoyed stocking up on some Prankster tricks.
(When the twins, Fred and George graduated they set up branches of WWW all over the world.)
Another strange experience was when Rose, Faith and herself entered the magical creatures emporium.
Cooper had been strangely drawn to one side of the emporium.
There in a cage in the corner was a strangely coloured dog. His left ear was green and his right ear was yellow. His face was blue and his body purple. Each leg was a shade of pink. But the most unusual thing about this dog was his eyes. They were exactly the same as her own.
She looked at the price tag hanging from the cage and realised that this must be a cast out of an animal as the it looked as though it had gone down in price about ten times.
"Can I help you?" a scratchy voice asked as an old woman with grey hair and red eyes approached her.
"Yes," she replied. "May I buy this dog?"
The old lady answered ye quickly and set out at trying to get the dog from its cage but it seemed positively obstinate.
"Let me have a try," she offered.
She held out her arms and the dog pleasantly stepped forward and she placed him gently on the floor.
She started to walk too the cash register and too her amusement and delight the dog neatly followed her.
She reached Rose and Faith and saw what animals they were buying. Both Faith and Rose had bought owls for delivering letters and were at the moment seeing if they could afford them as it was not natural to have owls to carry your mail in New Zealand.
They noticed her approach and smiled at her.
"Have you found a pet yet?" Rose asked nicely.
"Sure have," she answered.
It was then that the two woman before Cooper noticed the dog that was following her around.
"It's positively perfect!" Faith exclaimed.
She bent down to pet him but he stared biting at her finger tips but not actually hurt her. She leapt back with a squeal.
They proceeded to pay for their purchases.
When they were outside Cooper was oblivious to the stares that she was getting from the people around her and the looks her new dog (Roxy) was also getting.
They finished up the day with an ice cream at Haylo ice cream palour, run by Ms Haylo herself!
She couldn't wait until next Tuesday!