The Black Sheep

by Unknown-Forever14

Alexis Reid is a Canadian wizard who attends the small, Wingly School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Due to the small amount of magic in Canada, the school closes down. Reid's parents -strictly magic- become enraged. They decide that Alexis should be enrolled to England's Hogwarts, and Alexis is glad for the change. But can she handle being the black sheep of the school?

1. Wingly School of Witchcraft and Wizardry

Chapter 1

"Oh my god Brinley stop being such a perfectionist!" I cried as she measured the powdered moonstone for what must have been at least the fifth time.

Brinley swept her long blonde hair over her shoulder and opened her mouth for a comeback but there was no need to.

"Ahhh," said Professor Crimble as she swept by, "You can never be too precise in Potions m'dear!"

Brinley gave me a smirk and I gave Professor Crimble a polite nod and smile as I clenched my Potions book under the desk in an attempt to keep calm. Who was she to talk? Sure she was a Potions teacher, but I'm in my fourth year and I've aced Potions every semester. I've even invented potions and she knows that! She's nice and all, but sometimes she really gets on my nerves.

"Alright, almost done! Just gotta add some wolfsbane and...Yeah do that." Brinley said as she looked down at me finishing the potion.

It was a very easy potion, for me anyway. Clearly not for everyone since poor Gage had somehow managed to make his explode. If it were me I would have changed it a bit. It was a potion meant to cure common poisons for small animals. The amount of moonstone isn't necessary, it would most likely upset their stomach. Also it should be heated a little longer to break down the ingredients better, it would make it affective much more quickly. I would have made the tweaks, but Professor Crimble gave me a talking to in my first year. She went on and on saying that Potions was a class in which you needed to follow the rules. It's not freestyle... blah blah blah.

After analyzing every students' potion Crimble gave us all a grade. "Now don't panic if I didn't grade you well. It was just practice for the exam! Class is now over, enjoy your lunch break!"

All students fled the classroom as fast as they could, but I stayed behind. I needed to ask the Professor questions about the next school year.

"Well hello, Alexis! How can I help you?" she smiled.

"Hello Professor Crimble. I just wanted to talk with you about what level of Potions I should take next year," I said nervously.

"You haven't heard?" Her smile faded, "I apologize that I'm the one to tell you, but I'm afraid there won't be any Potions classes next year." She sighed and looked at the ground.

"What? No Potions class? What am I supposed to do then? My heart is set on Potions!" I exclaimed furiously.

"I know, Dear. It's not just Potions that won't be around next year," She placed a hand on my shoulder, "Wingly is closing down." She stated softly.

My jaw dropped. No Wingly? What was I to do? My parents will be furious if I don't graduate from a witching school. I could feel myself shaking in anger. Am I going to have to go to a regular school? Mix in with the muggles, pretend I'm them all the time? Will I then have to get a muggle job and forever live like them? My parents will be enraged! The Reids, the couple that is so extreme about magic, having a daughter live like a muggle. I'll humiliate my parents!

"Goodbye," I said quickly and ran out of the classroom. My eyes were stinging and I didn't want Professor Crimble to see me cry. Nobody sees me, Alexis Reid, cry.