I didn't own a lot of things but I got to keep all my used books. I read all the Hogwarts books one-sixth years. Mr. Potter came back with a dress for me which I did change into and the dress went down to my knees. It's a light blue dress but it wasn't even close to my hair color. I wore flat shoes which matched the dress. I pulled my hair back and pulled my bag over my shoulders, my bag held everything I owned.
When I was ready to go Mr. Potter held onto my arm as we walked to the lobby of St. Mungo's Hospital and disappeared on the spot. When I realized we were in someone's yard I looked up at him and he was smiling as he looked at the old, run down looking building. I was guessing he had great memories here. I tugged gently on his cloak and he started walking towards the building. I walked behind him and walked into the home with him.
"Have a seat. Do you want anything to drink?" He asked.
"No, thank you." I said as I sat down in a chair.
"Freddie! Stop turning my hair pink!" A male's voice yelled and I covered my ears. I'm not use to yelling like that. I started to rock myself as the screaming and laughter became louder, the ones screaming and laughing came into the room.
"Freddie turn my son's hair back right now or else." Mr. Potter said and I looked up, noticing both boys' where looking at me. I feel uncomfortable while they stare at me. I pulled my feet up onto the chair and held my legs to my body. "This is my son, Albus and my nephew Freddie. This is Skyler but she prefers Sky." Mr. Potter said.
The redheaded boy walked forward and leaned down. "Hello, I'm Freddie and I just love your light blue hair." He said as his hand came towards my hair but my hand slapped his away.
"First off, get your colors right my hair isn't light blue it's ice blue." I said as he stepped backwards. "May I be shown to my room, please, Mr. Potter?" I asked him as I stood up and picked up my bag.
"Of course, Al would you show her to your mum's old room? Sky is going to start living here until she finds a place of her own." Mr. Potter said and I looked at the one with the pink hair still.
"Of course, dad." Al said as he led me up a flight of stairs. When he stopped he turned to look at me which I noticed a door behind him. "Here's your room and I like your ice blue hair. It's different than blond or black hair." He said as he looks down at his shoes.
"Thank you." I said and touched his pink hair, letting the magic flow through my veins and turning his hair to his natural color. Turns out he's got his dad's hair and eyes, minus the glasses. "You look better without pink hair." I said and walked past him, into the room. I closed the door behind me and set my things down before sitting on the bed.
There's a bookshelf, bed, nightstand and a dresser by the closet. Not much in the room but I had less. The one thing I always had but don't have in this room is a writing desk. I'll have to get one or ask for one for the room.
I picked up my bag and started putting all the books on the bookshelves. I would have to shop for clothes and lots of them. When I finished I walked downstairs and stood there looking at the dozens of people in the kitchen not to say how many are yelling and laughing outside.
My new home.
My new life.
I'm guessing my new family?
What have I agreed too?
What have I gotten myself into?