Title: Muggle at Hogwarts

Author: Icecream Champagne

Rating: T

Summary: Headmater Albus Dumbledore has been debating to have a muggle child come to Hogwarts as an exchange student. With many people telling him this is a highly bad idea, he goes through with it. Who is the new child? How will everyone handle a muggle student in wizard classes? This is a big question, and all might fail, but with a few charms, they may be able to pull this off. Let's just hope Voldemort won't be visiting this semester...

Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters, or actors, or the books. It all came from the wonderful mind of J.K. Rowling. I do however, own my OC.

A/N: Hey cupcakes! I really was planning on continuing anyways, because even if I did stop, it would have a horrible ending. So, I'm finishing it. And, It is possible to become a black belt by the age of 15, because it only takes two years to get to your brown, then another one or two years to get black. I just wanted to address that, but it really isn't that important.

Chapter Two

"Eliza! What in the world is this?" My mother asked me, waking me up from my peaceful slumber. I groaned and waved her off, turning over to hide my face.

"I dunno ma, what does it look like?" I mumble through the pillows. I hear her quietly scolding me, and she's fiddling with something in her hands.

"It's a letter? To Hogwarts..." My mother started to read the letter to herself, growing quieter, and quieter the more she read.

"So ma, can I go?" I ask, finally stretching my back and looking up at her. I notice that she's neither happy, nor sad. Her expression told me nothing, which made me frustrated. "Mom!" I whined, tugging on her pink night-gown a little.

"Eliza..." She started, then she stopped and it looked like she reread it. "...In England... everything provided..." She mumbled to herself. I look at her strangely, and tug on her dress a little more.

"Mother, I love you, but if you don't tell me, I may just have to scream." I said, glaring her in the eyes. She gave me a warning look to back off, and pulled away from my arm reach.

"Eliza, I don't know honey." She bit on her finger nail nervously, and looked at the envelope. "It just came here out of the blue, and they expect me just to send you off to some school in England?" I could hear the uncertainty, and the worries in her voice. I sat up, and moved to stand next to her.

"Mom," I started, putting my hand on her forearm. "It's okay. We can look it up, and you can have a meeting with the head master o make sure it's safe enough for me." She looked up at me and smiled.

"Thanks sweetie. You must really want to go to this school, huh?" She asked, tilting her head and looking back at the letter.

The truth is, I really do want to go to this school, and I really do want to be in a weird private school where everyone may judge me. But, I don't know if I want to just leave me mom. I mean, she has a point. We have no idea where this came from, why me, ME out of everyone in the world was chosen, and if te school is even safe or not.

"Yeah mom, I really want to go." I choke out. "I mean, it'll be a big opportunity for me, and it's a private school, with everything already provided. It's like a free education for me. A good education."

She nodded and walked over to her laptop. I sat back down on the sofa, and watched her push the little buttons quickly and urgently. She seemed troubled, but I stayed quiet and held myself from falling to her aid, and soothing her.

My mom started to mumble to herself, as she read important parts of the letter over again. Then, she sat back and rubbed her temples. I looked at her funny and asked what's wrong. She chuckled and pointed at the screen.

"Look at it. Eliza, just look at it!" She said looking at the picture in disbelief. I glided over to her side and looked down at the computer screen. My jaw, literally dropped when I saw how big and fancy the school looked. It was just like a castle princesses, and princes live in! I set my hand on her shoulder and I crouched down to get a better view.

"Eliza..." My mom started. She looked at me and smiled. I smiled back and squealed.

"Yes mom?" I asked happily. Now I really hoped I could go to this school. I studied the picture better as she hesitated to speak. She looked at the computer screen, then at me, and back at the screen. Finally she spoke up.

"Eliza, start packing your bags, because you, are going to Hogwarts!" I jumped up and squealed. She set her laptop down and chuckled, as she made her way to the kitchen. She suddenly stopped when she saw my soggy cereal still sitting on the counter.

"What's this?" She asked, one hand to point at the cereal, and the other resting on her hip. I nervously laughed and rubbed the back of my neck, looking at anything but her. Partially to avoid her death stare, and the other reason was to keep myself from laughing.

"I decided I didn't want to be a cereal killer this morning." I said giving her a half, nervous smile. She sighed and pointed at the stairs.

"Very funny, now get your stuff together. The sooner you do, the sooner I get to send you away and live happily ever after." I chuckled and kissed her cheek before walking towards the stairs.

"I love you too, mom." I said at the foot of the stairs. Gabe came running down, and he almost made me fall. "Hey, watch where you're going little dude." I said climbing up the stairs faster, eager to get my stuff together and get going.

I turned on the light to my room, and sighed as I looked down a the mess. No wonder I haven't been killed yet, my room is a life saver. But what will happen when I get to Hogwarts? Won't everyone there already know each other? How quickly will I make friends? Will I even make any friends?

I look down at my feet, and I make my way towards my closet. It's filled with legit sweaters, and cropped t-shirts, dresses, shorts, tank tops, bikinis, yeah... I have everything in this closet. I placed my hands on my hips, and stare at the closet for what seemed like hours. Then finally, I grab a neon pink suitcase, with zebra stripes on it, and plop in onto my bed. Alice stumbles into my room, and meows quietly, as I unzip the suitcase.

She brushed her fur against my ankles, and purrs softly as I start to grab some panties, and bras. Knowing that I'm forced to live there, and most likely share a room with strangers, I grab the most 'welcoming' undies I own. Which are hot pink, and laced trim from Victoria Secret, and it reads, 'I 3 BOYS' Across the butt. I sighed and tossed it into the bag, with the other embarrassing under garments that I own.

I didn't count them as embarrassing untill now. I mean, yea I changed in front of girls my whole life and didn't think twice about it. But I grew up with them, and I was in P.E. and I was forced to. But changing in front of strangers is different. They judge you. Well, at least I don't wear mixed-matched under garments. Yes, all of my undies have a matching bra to go with it. Sad.

I come across a Fin and Jake pair or undies. It reads, 'ADVENTURE TIME', across the butt, and the bra has Fin on one boob, and Jake on the other. I snicker to myself and neatly put it into my suitcase. Yep, I'm defiantly going to have to wear that one day.

After I have a decent amount of panties and bras, I move to my pajamas. This consists of big, baggy sweat pants that have cool designs and logos, cartoons, or anything cool on them, and skin-tight tank tops. I grabbed five sweat pants and put them into my suitcase. (Spongebob, domo, Adventure Time, cookie monster, and Hello Kitty) Then, I moved on and grabbed a bunch of random tank tops. By the time I finished, my suitcase was full. Alice looked down at it, then up at me. I sighed and went over to my closet to go find another one.

After a few minutes, I take out a black suitcase, slightly bigger, with neon pink polka dots on it and a big bow in the middle of the whole thing. The trim is laced with black, and it's all complete with pink glitter. I smile at my find, and place it on top of the bed, right next to the pink one. I ran through my closet, and picked out the best looking outfits I had. Which basically was just cute cropped sweaters from Forever 21, t-shirts from Hot Topic, skinny jeans (multi colored), a bunch of different types of shorts from I don't know, and two hoodies.

Alice had fallen asleep on my bed, and I quietly brought my suitcases down stairs to be put in the trunk. I smelled the welcoming scent of bacon, and eggs. Dropping my stuff a the door, I hop onto a stool and wait to be served. While waiting, I notice the same black cat sitting on the window cill in the living room. I blink and rub my eyes, thinking I'm imagining it, and when I open my eyes, the cat is gone.

My mom puts a plate filled with bacon and eggs in front of me, and it's accompanied by toast and orange juice. I take slow sips of my juice, and small bites of my bacon as I peer over the letter once more.

"If you want more information, look on my laptop." My mom said, using the plastic turner in her hands as a pointer. She gestured for me to look, and I got up, bringing my food with me.

Her computer was set onto a website, apparently all about Hogwarts. I looked down and read about its history, and all of that, then I looked at the student requirements. After skimming through half of it, something caught my attention.

'Students are allowed to bring broomsticks, not recommended for first years.'

I continued to read, and more weird things kept on popping up. Another one caught my attention.

'Students may also bring one of the following: Owls, Cats, and Toads.'

I squealed and ran jumped up from my seat, spilling my juice. I ran upstairs and picked up Alice, making her hiss and scratch me.

"You're coming to Hogwarts with me!"