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Don and Casey Vitello were very proud of the life they led. Though, if anyone was to inquire about them, they would learn that there was absolutely nothing out of the ordinary about them. In fact, it would be said that they led simply dull lives. Don would leave for work early in the morning for his job at a tax office while Casey would cook breakfast for herself and her daughter. The last thing anybody would have said is 'Don is a famous seer and Casey can change her appearance at will'.
That would be the truth though. Casey Spenser was a metamorphmagus and Donald Vitello was a very famous seer though in the magic world, nobody had heard anything of them in a while. Upon the rising of Voldemort, Don and his family tried to stay as far away as they could from magic and live their lives as regular muggles.
Scarlett Vitello had the hardest time with this. She had heard about Harry Potter and the whole Voldemort is back thing. She wasn't sure if she believed it though. The ministry of magic was being very persuasive and trying their best to turn people against Harry Potter and Albus Dumbledore. Scarlett's parents had no doubt in their mind that he was back. Scarlett spent her last year at Salem Witchcraft Academy. Her summer was then spent reading some muggle books and begging her parents to let her go back to school. Finally, her mother decided she had enough of the incessant banter and discussed the matter with her husband. Scarlett danced on the spot when they both announced that she would be attending Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.
Scarlett's parents were not very rich. Actually, they were just getting by. Mrs. Vitello gave Scarlett her old school uniform. It wasn't the best fit but luckily she was good with a needle. They were also lucky enough to have the books needed. Mr. Vitello knew a friend from work who happened to be a Wizard with a son who had recently left Hogwarts.
Though everything was second hand, Scarlett felt confident that nobody would judge her by that. Today was the day. The day she would first see Hogwarts. She had to board the train by 11. It was already 10.
Now the only she needed to do was find the perfect outfit to make a good impression. She stood in front of her mirror. Several articles of clothing lay discarded in a pile of the bed as well as a garbage can full of tissues. Scarlett often cried while she got dressed. Her plump figure was never well flattered in the normal clothes worn by girls her age. Girls would shop at stores like Stitches or Garage while she went to Pennington's. The one time she gathered enough courage to go into the Garage, she was practically shoed out with a bat.
Scarlett dabbed at her eyes while wearing a green shirt with the Joker on it. Sure it was an extra extra large shirt but it didn't fit. A few months ago, it fit fine. Now her hips bulged out over the sides of her stretchy jeans. She tugged them higher and a loud ripping sounded rang through the air. The seam had split at her thigh. She sobbed and collapsed on the bed. It groaned under her weight. She was sure to be a laughing stalk at her new school. It was like that at Salem. She had two friends there and they never kept in touch. She cried and curled into a ball on the bed.
"Honey? Are you okay?"Scarlett hadn't realized she had been so loud and her mother had entered the room. She hated feeling weak but it was too late for that. Her mother must have seen the tears. She shook her head and let them slide down her face.
Her mother hugged her. "Oh Scarlett, your still growing. And nobody cares about the way you look. Your personality is wonderful and that makes you beautiful."
Sobs raked through her body making her unable to speak. Not that she would tell her the truth. Her parents had no idea what her life was like at school and they never would. They didn't know about the pranks and the insults that followed her through the halls.
When Mrs. Vitello couldn't stop the weeping, she called for backup. "Don! Honey, come here!"
He came through the door while adjusting his tie. "Hey sweetie, do you like this tie?" He continued fiddling with it. Scarlett rolled her eyes. Of course he hadn't noticed her.
He finally looked up and saw his only daughter's discomfort. "Scarlett what's the matter?"
She started getting pissed. He didn't even look that concerned. "How about the fact that I'm 5'4 and 220 pounds? Or maybe that everything I own is for women in their forties? Or maybe it's that nobody will like me because I'm ugly?" My tears had finally subsided.
Mr. Vitello went back to his tie. "Oh Scar, what are you talking about? You're gorgeous." Scarlett exhaled sharply. He really had no idea how bad the situation was for her. "Now what do you think of this tie?" He struck a funny modeling pose.
The two females giggled. Scarlett felt a little better. Her family would always love her no matter how she looked. "It looks great daddy." She got up and hugged him. "Now get outta here so I can change."
Mr. Vitello checked his watch. "Oh yeah we gotta we gotta go!" he scrambled from the room.
Scarlett laughed once again and went back to her mother. Her mother could obviously still see the sadness in her eyes. It really was unfair. Mrs. Vitello had the perfect figure with perfect attributes. She looked like model. Because of her wonderful ability, she could be gorgeous whenever she wanted. When she would be in her eighties, she would probably look like Jessica Alba.
"Don't worry,Scarlett. You are beautiful in your own way. And we'll go shopping for some new clothes when you come back for break." With that she pecked her daughter's forehead and left.
Scarlett sighed and pulled on a pair of black sweats and an oversized black American Psycho T shirt. It hid her figure and made her feel comfortable. She grabbed her trunk and trudged out the door and down the steps.
Her mother and father sat at the table with a plate of eggs and bacon in front of them. They smiled at her though they looked a little disapproving at her choice of wardrobe. She disregarded it and grabbed a plate from the kitchen. Despite her depression about her weight, Scarlett could never diet properly. It was too hard for her. She pilled her plate with eggs, bacon, and sausages and shovelled them down her throat.
"Scarlett, we have to go." Her parents stood waiting by the fireplace. "We are going to floo to the Leaky Cauldron. Then, we're driving to the train station." Scarlett nodded. The station was in England somewhere. Driving directly from New York would take forever.
They motioned for her to go first. Scarlett grabbed a handful of floo powder. "The Leaky Cauldron", she said before dropping it and flames engulfed her.
She always experienced a horrible feeling when she flooed. She felt like she was being pulled through a narrow pipe. Eventually, the sensation ended and she stepped out of a fireplace to what she supposed was her correct destination. The Leaky Cauldron was busy on this day. People were rushing about and Scarlett maneuvered over to a pillar and waited for her parents. She noticed a few dirty looks from some people. She rolled her eyes. It was so obviously. People would even try to hide it. Their eyes would always scan her body then looked away guiltily when they noticed her noticing them.
Mr. and Mrs. Vitello stepped out of the fireplace with Mr. Vitello heaving the heavy trunk behind him. Scarlett laughed lightly. He could be described as scrawny.
They waved at a few people on their way out and stopped at a blue Volvo. Scarlett sat in back while her mother drove and her father got shotgun. The ride consisted of blasting country music and off key singing.
When they finally reached the train station, Scarlett's voice was hoarse and she was ecstatic to be able to stretch her legs. She yelped when she checked her watch. She had five minutes to get to the train. She pointed this out to her parents who grabbed onto her hands and ran. Scarlett breathed through her mouth. She was more out of shape than she thought.
They stopped and pointed at a pillar. They hugged her and kissed her head. "Go ahead Scarlett. We'll write as often as possible."
She looked confused and through her heavy breathing, she managed a "what?" They pointed again at the pillar. "Go through it."
Scarlett shook her head. "I don't think so." She laughed nervously.
"First time?" A plump red headed woman behind them asked. Behind her were many people. There were a few boys who all had red hair so Scarlett assumed that they were her offspring. A black dog trailed alongside them. Scarlett bent down a pet it. "Hey you." She smiled brightly. The dog jumped up and licked her face with his tail wagging enthusiastically. She giggled while her parents conversed. "hey, you're a cutie aren't you?"
The dog turned on it's back and showed his belly. Scarlett scratched it while laughing.
"Go ahead. The gateway leads to the train." The red haired lady spoke again disrupting her and the dog. She straightened up and the dog padded over to a dark haired boy. Scarlett looked closer and nearly gasped when she saw the lightening shaped scar on his forehead.
Nonetheless, Scarlett took a deep breath, waved at the dog, and ran through while pushing a trolley she had gotten at the entrance. Inside, she beheld a magnificent sight.
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