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Chapter 2-

Rebekah P.O.V-

"Hey Soph! I just got my Hogwart's acceptance letter! Isn't that exiting?" I asked walking into Sophia's home. What I saw there had me rooted to the spot where I was standing. Sophia's parents and Sophia were sitting in the sitting room with none other than Neville Longbottom, a friend of my dad's and the Herbology professor at Hogwarts.

"Hello Rebekah! Sophia just told me about you. Now you both can go to Hogwarts together." He said smiling warmly at me.

"Soph, you're a witch too? Oh my god! That explains why you space out sometimes. You must be a seer! This is going to be so exiting!" I squealed and hugged my best friend.

"Well, you've got to go to Diagon Alley to get your supplies.." Professor Longbottom spoke in the background.

"You can come with us! We're going tomorrow!" I interrupted him.

"Honey, we have a meeting tomorrow." Mr Wright told Sophia.

"I can help her convert some muggle money. Please, Mr Wright?" I used my puppy dog face for extra measure.

"Okay! Don't use those eyes on me, kiddo. That's not fair!" He said grinning at me. Mr Wright was always kind and accepting. He knew that my stepmother was very unkind towards me and let me stay over as many times as I could. I viewed him as a father-figure as my real father always turned a blind eye towards me and Sandra's behaviour towards me.

"You never told us you were special, Rebekah." Mrs Wright reprimanded me. I viewed Mrs Wright as a mother-figure as well. She would comfort me every time I used to run away from home after Sandra's fights and would tuck me to bed whenever I stayed over.

"Sorry, Mrs Wright" I apologised and used my puppy dog face again as insurance.

Professor Longbottom was watching the scene unfold with mild amusement and warmth in his face. After telling Mr and Mrs Wright a bit more about the magical world, he left.

The next day, after I explained about Sophia being a witch too to dad, Sophia and the rest of us Floo-ed to Diagon Alley. I had been here a couple of times but it never ceased to amaze me. Sophia's hazel eyes were wide open in amazement. Sophia's mousy brown hair was flying everywhere while she turned her head continuously to see everything. I asked dad to get some money from the vault for me as well while I helped Sophia convert a large amount of muggle money to wizarding coins and helped her open an account.

"The gold ones are Galleons, the silver are Sickles and the bronze ones are Knuts." I explained to Sophia.

Dad left me and Sophia to shop on our own and made me promise to meet him at the Leaky Cauldron in three hours. At first, we went to Madam Malkin's to get our robes.

"Are you a first year too?" A boy who looked my age, with black hair and brown eyes, asked me from the stool next to mine.

"Yes, I'm Rebekah, you?" I asked him politely.

"I'm James, nice to meet you. Have we met before?" He asked me looking at me curiously.

"Not that I remember." I replied.

"You're all done, dear" Madam Malkin told James.

"Oh, well! See you later!" He smiled and left.

Once Madam Malkin finished stitching Sophia and my robes, we left to go to Flourish and Blott's to get our books. Once we finished shopping everything else on our lists, we went to Ollivander's to get our wands. When we entered, a bell rang and Mr Ollivander treated us warmly.

"Hello, my dears. Have you come to get your wands?" He asked us.

"Yes, sir" Sophia replied timidly.

"Hold out your wand arm." He instructed us. Sophia looked at me confusedly and I solved her doubts by mouthing 'right hand' at her as I knew she was right handed.

"Ah! Rebekah Erikson-Davies! It seems just like it was yesterday, your mother and father bought their wands from me. Your mother was a delightful woman and your father charming. Such a pity your mother died! The wand which chose your mother was 10 inches, oak with a core of unicorn hair. Perfect for charms. Your father wielded an 11 and a half inch mahogany wand with a core of dragon heartstring. Ideal for Transfiguration." He drawled while the tape measured our arms.

I stepped up first to show Sophia what to do.

"Willow, 12 inches with a core of unicorn hair. Give it a try." Mr Ollivander told me. I swished the wand but it was useless.

"Rosewood, 10 inches with a core of dragon heartstring. Let's try this one." This one proved to be useless as well.

"Oh, well! Not to fret! White Oak, 12 and a half inches with a core of phoenix feather." He said and handed out a wand which had intricate designs on it. It was uniquely white and beautiful. When I tried this one, I felt warmth creeping up to my arms and sparks shot out of the wand.

"Ah! A lovely wand for a lovely girl. The wand chooses the witch. It's a powerful wand." He said, looking at me curiously.

Sophia tried next and her wand turned out to be rosewood with a core of unicorn hair. After exiting Ollivander's we bought ice creams, my favourite being mint chocolate chip, at Fortescue's ice cream parlour. Once we finished, we went to the apothecary and bought owls for ourselves. Mine was a snow owl while Sophia chose a tawny brown one for herself. Carrying our purchases, we went to Leaky Cauldron where we had lunch with the rest of my family and flooed back home. After getting dad's permission, I went over to the Wright estate with Sophia and slept over at her house.


James P.O.V-

"James! Get up! Wake up, you lazy git!" Fred screamed jumping up and down my bed. Did he really have to wake me up so soon? I rolled over to look at the muggle clock Dad had bought for all of us. It was barely 8 in the morning! Cursing Fred, I woke up and went downstairs where Grandma was already making breakfast. I swear to god, Grandma Weasley is the best cook ever! Her blueberry pancakes were to die for! Drowning my pancakes in syrup, I looked up to see Dad watching me with an amused glint in his eyes.

"Dad, we're going to Diagon Alley to shop for our school equipment today aren't we?" I asked him hopefully. "Yes, James." He sighed.

After eating breakfast, Fred, Dominique, Roxanne, Louis, Victorie and Teddy flooed to the Leaky Cauldron with our parents. Mum and Dad let me go shopping with Fred and made us promise to meet them at Uncle George's shop when we were done. We raced over to Madam Malkins to get our uniforms first.

"James, I'm scared of being sorted into Slytherin, you know? Despite what Uncle Harry says, that house is despicable!" Fred told me standing in the other end of the shop where he was being measured.

"I know, mate. I'd rather not be sorted into Hufflepuff either. It sounds like a house filled with idiots and rejects. But, I'd be happy for anything except Slytherin." I replied.

Just then, the prettiest girl I had ever seen walked into the shop. She had blonde hair until her waist and had teal green eyes. Along with her was a girl who had mousy brown hair and hazel eyes. Madam Malkin made her stand on the stool next to mine as she was being measured for her robes.

"Are you a first year too?" I asked her, hoping to break the silence that had formed ever since they had walked into the shop. She looked at me with those beautiful eyes of hers and my breath was caught in my throat. She looked strangely familiar, like I'd known her my whole life

"Yes, I'm Rebekah, you?" She replied with her beautiful melodic voice of hers. Her smile made me feel funny inside. Why the hell did she have this effect on me?

"I'm James, nice to meet you. Have we met before?" I asked trying to remember if I'd known her before.

"Not that I remember." She told politely.

"You're all done, dear" Madam Malkin told me. Pity I couldn't talk to her for longer! I felt like I could talk to her forever and never be bored. Oh well! Atleast I had the rest of my schooling to become friends with her!

"Oh, well! See you later!" I smiled at her warmly and left.

Fred was waiting outside for me with a smirk on his face. Whatever was on his mind, it was probably not good for me.

"What was that all about, mate?" He asked me smirking.

"What are you talking about?" I answered innocently.

"Oh, the way you were ogling at the blonde girl in the shop. Does Jamie have a little crush?" He asked cooing at me fakely.

"No! I just thought she looked familiar is all!" I defended myself.

"Well, she's Roger Davies's daughter. She comes over to the shop often with her father. Nice girl! Her stepsister is another story though! Her stepmother is nasty too! Always looks like she's got a stick shoved up her bum! Her brother is adorable though!" He answered. So her mother was dead then? That was sad.

We then went over to Uncle George's shop where we found all the elders laughing merrily.

"Hey dad! Do you think you could get the books for us?" I asked pouting.

"Alright, kiddo! Have fun!" He said waving at us merrily as we left the shop.

We then went over to Quality Quidditch Supplies where we gawked the new Firebolt. It was the fastest broom in the world. Puddlemere United, my favourite team, had ordered it for all their players. We were sure to win the season now. No matter how much Uncle Ron tried to convince me into following Chudley Cannons, I never found them of having the same beauty or calibre of Puddlemere United. Once I bought a new jersey of Puddlemere for myself with Roger Davies's name on the back, we headed down towards Ollivander's to buy our wands.

As soon as we opened the door, we heard a bell tinkling in the background. A small, fragile old man stepped in front of us with a mysterious smile on his face.

"Ah! James Potter and Fred Weasley! Come to get your first wands have you?" He asked us. We nodded timidly.

"Hold out your wand arm." He instructed us. When the measuring tape finished measuring, I stepped forward first to try out the wands.

"11 and half inches. Teak with a core of Phoenix Feather. Perfect for defence against the dark arts. Give it a try!" He encouraged me. I swished it but it had no effect.

"No? Not to fret! Here you go! 10 inches, Oak with a core of Unicorn Feather. Best for Charms." I tried this one too but it had no effect as well.

"Oh, well! Let's try this one! 12 inches, Mahogany with a core of Dragon Heartstring! Ideal for Transfiguration!" As soon as my hand made contact with the wand, I felt warmth creep up my arm. When I swished the wand, sparks flew out of it.

Grinning to myself, I waited until Fred was done. When he had a wand of Teak and Unicorn hair, we paid Mr Ollivander and left the shop. We walked into Uncle George's shop where we pranced around displaying our beautiful wands. Once Roxanne and Louis joined the rest of us, we went to Florian Fortescue's Ice cream parlour where we bought ice creams. After finishing my Cookies and Cream Ice-cream scoop, we went to Leaky Cauldron from which we flooed back to the Burrow. I couldn't wait until the start of term! It would be so exiting!