Hello! It's me again and to my surprise this chapter is pretty long. Anyway, this AU takes advantage of the theory that Bill is alive, so here's a little clue on my idea for the future. Also, I got writers block while writing this, but at some point I powered through and got my inspiration back and was able to finish this! Anyway, thank you for reviewing, following and favoriting. I appreciate it a lot. Gives me determination to do this :D I also thought of the next part of the story and so here's a little sneak peek " watch?v=L_F9IO9i2lA" The Sorting Hat Lyrics -Harry Potter Song (RiddleTM)
I don't own Gravity Falls; Gravity Falls is intellectual property of Alex Hirsh. I also do not own anything even closely related to Harry Potter. It is sole property of J.K. Rowling.
This is an AU, the story is told from my OC's perspective, as if he's telling a story.
The Pines family went to sleep, but sleep did not come easy for three members of the household. While Dippers and Mable's father was asleep, they were not. They were simply too excited, too thrilled to have a whole new world to explore. The possibilities, the monsters, spells, potions, cultures, MAGIC! To put it simply, Dipper kept imagining all the possible things he'll learn, while Mable thought of different people and creatures she'd befriend.
Their mother was freaking out too. But, instead of being excited, she was confused as to why her husband didn't share his secret with her. They were happily married for over 11 years now. It just didn't make sense to her. But, she needed sleep and if they wanted to get anything done. She had to put the twins to sleep. Carefully, she crawled out of bed. Walked to the end of the corridor. Turned to the left and went up the stairs. First she went into Dippers room. He was the more understanding one, so she was sure that he'd at least try. She left the door open in case she'd need his help. Next she went and tried to put Mable to sleep. To put it gently, her plan crashed and burned. Mable was way too excited. She was hugging waddles on her bed and mumbling all kinds of nonsense about befriending dragons and giant bats.
Her mother, however did eventually succeed in putting Mable to sleep. And as she went to bed herself, she noticed something she didn't notice before. A book. A leather clad book to be more specific. It lay on top of dippers desk. Dipper brought it back from Gravity Falls with him. Claiming it was a gift from Stan. Their great uncle. Curious, she opened it. Only to find a letter. It was colourful with all kinds of different cursives. Basically, the contents of the letter were wishing the twins good luck and asking them to come back again next summer.
Well at least they found some friends. Their mother thought smiling gently. She carried on however. Next page she saw was a bunch of different codes or ciphers or whatever they were. It seemed like Dipper got interested in secret codes. But the truth was a little bit out of her reach. The woman carried on. The next page depicted a waterfall, that as the text suggested, could produce rainbows at all times of the day and in any climate. Where does he get such a creative imagination? She wondered. She kept flipping through the pages. Some of them blank and some filled to the brim with pictures and text. After going through it to roughly half way. She found the pages empty. So she decided to pick a random page and find out what her son likes to imagine.
She stopped on a page of a triangle with a top hat and a bowtie. The triangle had arms and legs and to be honest looked rather silly. But the text convinced her otherwise. The text told the reader to never summon this, "demon". Or, if it was summoned to never trust anyone. For some reason she got filled with a sense of dread. Why would he imagine such a thing? The woman wondered, visibly shaken to find that her son has thought of such disturbing things as turning people inside out and making them into a throne of living flesh. To put it simply she was disturbed. She looked up the name to talk to him about it later. Bill Cipher. Why does the name send chills down my spine? She wondered.
And so she went to bed. To dream of this triangle and have a terrible nightmare of her children getting caged by it and being mauled.
-Bewitched-
Morning came and the family woke up at 7:32 a.m. Some more reluctant than others. The twin's as energetic as ever. Dipper and Mable haven't been that excited since they fought off the society of the blind eye. And Their father was positively glowing with pride to finally have someone from his family go to a magic institution again.
But their mother on the other hand was tired, with bags under her eyes and a terrible headache. Dipper and Mable noticed that and decided to quickly discard it as her being too excited to sleep. But only if they knew of her nightmares and the terrible feeling of being watched. "Morning!" Exclaimed Mable. To which she got a "Good morning!" From her brother and father. And a murmur somewhat resembling a "you too" from their mother. Their mother walked up to the kitchen counter, took a mug from a shelf over the sink and poured herself some coffee. Once she had it in her hand she downed it in seconds and turned to the table. "Dipper, can we talk?" She asked. To which she got a positive "Of course!" from Dipper.
Dipper rose from his seat at the kitchen table and followed his mother out of the room, while Mable looked on in worry, hoping that Dipper wasn't in trouble. Meanwhile Dipper and his mother have come into Dippers room. His mother sat down on his bed, she patted a space next to her and asked him to sit down. Dipper completely confused as to why they were there, complied and asked "Why did we come into my room?"
His mother looked at him with a kind face and answered. "We came here to talk about that book over there." She said pointing at Dippers leather clad book. Dipper looked at where his mother was pointing and was surprised that she was pointing at his "Journal" that he wrote from memory. He was meaning to check for any mistakes with Ford, but he couldn't quite catch him since he and Stan were somewhere near the North pole. But, that's beside the point.
"And why do we need to talk about my… uh diary?" Dipper asked uncertain. His mother looked at him questionably. "Diary? I thought that it was your story book or something." Dipper was sweating by this point. "Uh, yeah let's call it that!" He exclaimed. Dipper looked like a deer caught in headlights, he was freaking out. What if his mother thought him insane? There was information on gnomes, vampires, demons, ghosts and so much more. Oh this wasn't good. "Yeah, there's nothing important there, so..." Dipper tried to reason. "Dear, we've just been introduced into a world full of magic, do you really think I wouldn't believe whatever you are hiding?" His mom asked him gently. Dipper seemed to calm down somewhat. "Wait, why do you speak as if you've seen what's inside. Oh my god, you've read it haven't you!" Dipper panicked.
"I just flipper through it, nothing more. Besides all I found, were pictures of creatures like gnomes and ghosts." His mother elaborated. "Any way, what I really came here to talk about, is that page with the Bill Cipher. Or whatever his name is." His mother told him kindly. Dipper looked a bit too pale to be considered normal. "And why should we talk about Bill?" He asked, uncertain. "I just don't think that you should be imagining a dream demon that can kill people with a snap of his fingers. I mean, yes it is impressive that you came up with that character, but it still doesn't mean that I don't worry. I mean, what if you're depressed and I don't know about it. And you go expressing your depression with creepy drawings?" His mother lectured. Dipper's mom was honestly making a lot of sense. Depression is a very big thing and should be dealt with as soon as possible or even made sure to be avoided. Since it can lead to disastrous results. "But I didn't imagine him!" Dipper exclaimed, annoyed. Only realizing too late what he said. "Forget that!" He exclaimed panicking. "It's nothing important, and shouldn't we get back? We need to have breakfast and leave to get our supplies." Dipper quickly said. As he turned around to leave he was stopped dead in his tracks by what his mother said. "Are you afraid that I wouldn't believe you?" She asked. "Dipper, dear. We just learned that you and your sister are wizards. Of course I'd believe you." She murmured quietly. Dipper looked stunned. This was something that he never expected to happen. Getting sent to a mental institution he expected, getting called insane was another option, but never in any scenario has he even imagined people actually believing him. "If so... Me and Mable have a lot to tell you guys. Both of you." Dipper said solemnly as he turned around.
"Well then we should be getting back." His mother told him gently. "Ye-" Dipper started, but got interrupted by his sister. "Dipper is everything okay?" Mable asked, her voice laced with worry. Mable looked really worried. And in these circumstances, rightfully so. They were going to share a summers worth of life and death situations and a life's worth of creepy and strange beings. "Yeah, I'm fine. Mom just asked about Bill." Dipper replied to his sister, in a solemn voice. Which got a really negative reaction from her. "Bill?" She mumbled paling. "Why would our mom be asking about Bill?" She panicked.
"Don't worry, I'll explain at the table, we're going to tell them about what happened in Gravity Falls, okay?" Dipper gently asked. Mable looked scared. What would they think of them after this? They have literally survived what any other person would have died from hundred times over. This was really scary. But, Mable started thinking of positive thoughts to distract herself from the negative ones. Their parent's knowing would mean no more secrets. Help when they needed to get over the nightmares they sometimes had of Bill and other monsters. This was, a somewhat good idea. She smiled gently "Yeah, see you at the table. By the way, your pancakes are getting cold, so let's eat before we tell them, ok? I'd rather they not lose appetite because of us." Mable said almost back to her cheery self.
-Bewitched-
After the whole family ate their breakfast and talked about light subjects the time for "the talk" has come, and so the table quieted down and Mable and Dipper announced that they had something really important to share. "First off, I want to make sure you understand that all we are about to share is 100% true." Dipper started uncertain of how to approach the subject. Their mother seemed to notice this. "Just start from the beginning." She told him gently. "Okay" He replied and sighed. "So, once you had the idea to send us to Gravity Falls, we ..." Dipper told the tale from the beginning to end, making sure to emphasise on different events and times. Like how they met their friends, and how dipper got a crush on Wendy, and how Dipper came across his journal, and then how he used it to defeat the creatures around Gravity falls, and when they travelled to the future to compete in Globnar, to win the time wish to wish so that Soos would get to meet his father, or how they met the author of the journals, Stan's brother.
At the end of the tale, it seemed like hours have passed. And you could hardly blame them, they literally told them everything. It was comforting to see that even though their parents clearly worried about them, they still understood that Dipper and Mable were still alive and that it was important to them that they understood what happened and how they became who they are today. At one particular moment their mother asked Dipper and Mable to pause to comment that even though at some point he clearly had a crush on Wendy, he outgrew it and, in her opinion, seemed to move on to Pacifica. To which she got a stuttering reply of, "N-no, that's stupid t-talk. I m-mean she was bullying Mable a-and she, she..." Dipper trailed off blushing. Their father was clearly amused and impressed that his children, with no prior knowledge of the supernatural have managed to not only survive, but also triumph against a trans dimensional, dream demon. And not only that, but in Dipper's case to use lost magic without a wand. Not everyone could do that. That much he knew. Dipper must have been really talented to be able to do that with no prior training.
And so Mable rerouted the course of the conversation back to the party they were talking about. At some point Dipper took over and started telling them about the lumberjack ghost and how he captured it and about how the ghost tricked him. And how Pacifica stopped him after Dipper and everyone there was turned to wood, by defying her parents and Northwest upbringing. He seemed particularly disgusted at the way her parents had raised her, like a dog. Conditioned to do anything they said as soon as they rang a bell.
And as the conversation ended, a really heavy silence fell. "Wow." Their parents both said at the same time. "It's amazing that the two of you are even alive still." Their father said, clearly amazed. But before anyone could say anything else the doorbell rang. The father quickly checked his watch, and to his amazement only one and a half hour had passed. Which brought up the question, since it wasn't their escort. Who was supposed to come at11 a.m.? Who was it? Dipper made for the door but Mable apprehended him and told him that she'd answer it.
As Mable opened the door she was met with a man in his fifties, wearing a black tux, the man was carrying a package. The man had brown hair and kind old eyes, he also wore glasses. "Hello" The man greeted, his voice gentle. "Is this the Pines residence?" He kindly asked. The mas stood straight as he spoke, his posture reminded her of the butlers she saw at the Northwest manor. "Uh." Mable stumbled for words. "Y-yes?" She answered in a questioning manner. "Oh, delightful." The man replied. " I bare a message and a package to Mable and Dipper Pines. I presume you — young miss — are Mable?" He informed her. "Yes, that's me!" She cheerfully replied, feeling like herself again. "Mable!" Came a shout from the kitchen. "Who's at the door?" Dipper asked. "A, uh." She stuttered. "Who are you?" She asked the man embarrassed. "I'm a butler for the Northwest family." The man smoothly replied, not at all put off by her forgetting to even ask who he was.
"A butler from the Northwest's!" Mable exclaimed. Which got the whole family up on their feet. Dipper was first to rush to the door. Behind him walked their parents. "A butler? Why would he be here of all places?" He wondered aloud. "I bare a message for the two of you actually." The man replied in a kind voice. "Oh." Dipper voiced, surprised. "For us? Why?" Dipper asked perplexed. Surely no one from the Northwest family would send them anything. I mean why would they. They just up and ignored anything that happened.
"Young mistress asked me to deliver this personally, so that no one would open the contents and see the insides of her letter and package she sent." The man replied in a kind and somewhat happy voice. "Young mistress?" Mable questioned. "Yes, you would know her as, Pacifica Elise Northwest." The man replied smiling. "Wait! I know you! I met you at the party in Gravity Falls! You were that butler that told me which way was the fastest to the great hall!... Wilfred! That's it!" Dipper exclaimed recognizing the man. "Ah, young Dipper Pines, it seems you still remember me. The man said happiness clearly displayed on his face. "But why would P-" Dipper started to say, but got cut off by Mable's excited scream of: "Paz sent us a package!" She and Pacifica really started to get along at the end of the summer, guess nearly getting killed and fighting in a giant mech really helps build up a friendship.
"So what's inside?" Asked their mother. "Oh, mistress specifically asked for me to read the letter first, before giving your children the package." The man replied smoothly. The man cleared his throat and took out a letter from his tuxedos inside pocket. He opened the letter and read aloud. "Dipper and Mable. Hello! Life here is, weird to say the least. Without gnomes and monsters around it's hard to things the way I got used to. Anyway. I will not be home on Christmas and so I decided to send the two of you, your Christmas presents early." Wilfred read. As he started to read the next paragraph he took the package and gave it to Mable who immediately opened it. "For Mable there's a hair pin, it's the same shape the star on your favourite sweater is." Wilfred read as Mable inspected the hair pin. It was a golden falling star with a rainbow trail behind it. "Don't worry, I didn't forget about you, dork." The man read amused and almost laughing." Oh god." Dipper groaned hearing Pacifica's nickname for him, she started calling him a dork after the whole weirdmageddon thing. Simply because he helped old man McGucket and Soos plan out the mech.
"Inside there's a shirt. Since you left your cap in that lumberjack daughter's care, I thought I should give you something summarizing the adventures you had in Gravity Falls, and so I ordered the best tailor I know to make you a T-shirt with the same pine tree symbol you had on your cap. Don't worry, I know you don't like extravagant things, as you clearly showed that at the party. So it's just a simple white and blue T-shirt with a blue pine tree in the middle of the chest area." Wilfred read as Dipper inspected the T-shirt. "How does she know my size?" He asked aloud. "And don't worry" Wilfred continued. "The shirt is the perfect size, since I gave you that tux back at the party, I kept the size in mind in case I happened to need it." Wilfred read. "Anyway. I hope the two of you are doing well. I'm going to be going to a private school for the next few years so I won't be around to send these at Christmas, hence I sent Wilfred. Love Pacifica." Wilfred finished.
"Wow, okay." Mable said as she examined the hair pin. "It's gorgeous." She said admiring it. "Yeah, it is." Her mother agreed. "Thanks, Wilfred." Dipper thanked. "It's my pleasure. I haven't seen young mistress so giddy since she made her first friend." The man replied, smiling. "Anyhow, I should go. My orders were to deliver the cargo and come back. It was nice seeing you again young Dipper, and it was nice meeting all of you too." The man said as he bowed. "Have a nice day." He said and turned to leave, he walked a few steps and got into a small black car. Huh, didn't notice it before. Dipper thought.
And so Wilfred left and the Pines were left there standing in the doorway to their house. "Well, don't you two have nice friends." Their father commented. "C'mon, we have to get ready, our escort will be arriving soon." He said. "You two can wear them on our trip." He added.
-Bewitched-
At 5 past eleven the Pines family sat in their living room, waiting for their escort. The escort was late. Which greatly annoyed the Pines twins father, he was a punctual man and he disliked being late. So he always did everything on time. And as he started to think of way he'd berate the man for being late, even though their escort made sure to tell the pines his exact time of arrival so the Pines were ready when they were to leave. A rumble was heard behind their back door. Mable hugged Waddles. This was it. Someone's there! They were going to leave, to get their school supplies for their semester in a magic school. The noise subsided and a man walked up to the kitchen window. The man was tall and bulky. He wore a big brown coat and had a pink umbrella hanging from his hand. The man had black hair and a big black beard. He knocked on the door next to the window.
The door fell off its hinges... "Crap, I got to stop doin' tha' " The man muttered. " 'Ello!" The man exclaimed, his voice surprisingly gentle. "Mah names Hagrid. I'm the gamekeeper at Hogwarts and I was assigned ta come and pick yer up." The man, now known as Hagrid told them. "I'm sorry abou' tha door! I'm just bad at figurin' out the strength with which ta knock." Hagrid told them embarrassed. "Anyways, I'm sorry Ah was late. There were some, complication." Hagrid old the Pines family. Mable and Dipper didn't really care for him being late, and so as the Pines were about to ask about the means of travel, Hagrid cut them off. "So, let's not waste any more time 'ere. we 'otter leave now, since I was late an' all." He said.
"C'mon, we'll take my bike." Hagrid said. Mable was confused and Dipper seemed to be thinking about something. "A bike? Why would we go on a bike? Is it a motorbike a bicycle? Or some other kind of bike I don't know about?" Mable questioned. Hagrid chuckled. "It's a motorbike, but there's a twist." He started. "It's enchanted?" Dipper asked. Which got a surprised expression from Hagrid. People don't usually presume that it's enchanted, they think that he's joking or something. "Huh. You muggle born — are more and more perceptive every year." Hagrid said, surprised. "What's a muggle bor-?" Dipper started, but got cut off by his father. "Actually, they aren't muggle born. My family used to have wizards in it, but the past few generations were squibs so..." He corrected. "Oh, 'ell sorry then, I thought tha' ye were muggle born, since yeh didn't exactly know about magic until now." Hagrid apologized. "Wait, how do you know about that?" Questioned Mable. "Oh, the ministry sent us, Hogwarts, a file containing info on you two." Hagrid explained. "Ministry?" Asked Dipper. "Yea', the ministry o' magic." Hagrid answered. "There's a ministry of magic?!" Dipper asked excited. Oh my, a whole new world to explore. This is going to be awesome. Dipper thought. "Ye', of cours' there is!" Hagrid exclaimed. "Anyhow, shouldn't we go? You can talk on the way there." Their mother told them. Which got a "Oh crap we're so not going to have enough time to get everything if we stay here!" thought to run through everyone's mind. "OK, before we leave. How much money do the two of yeh hav' with yeh?" Hagrid asked the twins parents. "Sorry?" Asked their mother. "We're gunna need to exchange muggle currency to wizard currency if we want ter buy anything." Hagrid explained.
"Oh, well I have abo-" Their mother started, but got cut off by their father. "Actually we don't need to do that. You see, since my family used to be wizards, we have a Gringotts bank vault and I deposit about a sickle a month there, and so has my father and his father. Basically we have quite a bit saved up there. "Explained their father. "Ok, do yeh 'ave the key?" Asked Hagrid. "Oh, yeah. It's-" Their father started as he fumbled with his jackets pockets. "Here!" He exclaimed. "Great, let's get a move on then!" Exclaimed Hagrid.
And so the Pines family plus Hagrid climbed onto his motorbikes added side cart, which to their surprise was bigger once you sat down. Hagrid started the engine, it revved to life and they were off. In a few meters the bike rose into the air, which got a surprised "Whoa" From the twin's mother, an "AWESOOOME!" from Mable, "This is brilliant!" From Dipper and a "Yes! Ha-ha!" From the twin's father. On the way to Britain the Pines talked with Hagrid. Dipper kept asking him about the requirements and regulations of magic and how it works and Mable kept questioning on how come he's so tall. The question he skims over every time, for some reason.
-Bewitched-
The pines family arrived at The Leaky Cauldron. Everyone got off the bike and turned towards The Leaky Cauldron, well almost. The twins and Hagrid turned towards it. The parents couldn't see it. "Oh yea', forgo', Dipper, Mable take hold o' yer parents hands please." Hagrid instructed. "Why?" Asked Mable. Hagrid looked at her and smiled. "So they can see the place" He answered. So the Pines twins did as instructed and took hold of their parents hands. The parents found the building almost instantly after that. " Oh, yeah forgot about that." Their father voiced. "A perception filter" Dipper muttered in amazement. Hagrid turned to Dipper with a frown. " A what?" He asked. "Oh, perception filters have the effect of directing attention away from the object or its bearer, rendering them unnoticeable. You can basically explain it with a sentence of: "You know it's there, but you don't want to know it's there". It could also "trick" the memory. Any inconsistencies would be forgotten. Particularly intelligent people are immune to the effects of perception filters. Once a person becomes aware of a perception filter and the object it's disguising, they can no longer be affected." Dipper answered.
"Sorry wha'?" Asked Hagrid baffled. "Oh um. It's a thing, that makes you think that there's nothing there when it is there? " uncertainly answered Dipper. "Oh." Hagrid voiced. He looked really impressed with dipper, he actually understood what Dipper originally said, but for Dipper to actually know how a spell works, without having ever studied magic is amazing. "How do you even know that?" Asked his mother. "Oh. Grunckle Ford taught me. He showed a prototype of his and explained how it works." Dipper answered smiling. He was really glad that he took the time to study grunckle Fords notes and theories about perception filters.
"Anyhow, we should be goin'" Hagrid said. "If we don't hurry we won't be able to buy everything required." He continued. "Oh right!" Dipper exclaimed. The Pines family plus Hagrid walked into The Leaky Cauldron and walked past the bartender, who greeted Hagrid. Saying that he hasn't seen him in a while. Hagrid responded that he had a lot of things to take care of, so he couldn't come. Besides he's on an official assignment for Hogwarts right now, so they had to go. Only then did the bartender notice the family behind the big man. "Oh, and who do we have here?" He asked. "I'm Mable and this is Dipper! Those are our parents!" Exclaimed Mable, excited to finally be meeting other wizards besides Hagrid and her brother. "Hello, my name's Tom. I'm the barkeep, innkeeper and landlord of The Leaky Cauldron." Tom presented himself. "Ok, I'd lov' ta chat wit' yeh Tom, but we really got to go." Hagrid apologized. "No, no. It's okay. Official Hogwarts business. I understand." The man said amusement clearly distinguishable from his voice.
"C'mon. The entrance's through 'ere." Hagrid told the Pines and led them to the back door. Hagrid led them through the bar and out into a small, walled courtyard, where there was nothing but a trash can and a few weeds. Hagrid took his umbrella and approached the wall above the trashcan. " Right, stand back, please." Hagrid told the pines family. They did as instructed and waited. Hagrid, meanwhile, was counting bricks in the wall above the trash can. "Three up... two across..." he muttered. He tapped the wall three times with the point of his umbrella. The brick he had touched quivered, it wriggled — in the middle, a small hole appeared, it grew wider and wider, a second later they were facing an archway large enough even for Hagrid, an archway onto a cobbled street that twisted and turned out of sight. "Welcome," said Hagrid, "ta Diagon Alley. " He grinned at their amazement. They stepped through the archway. The twins looked quickly over their shoulders and saw the archway shrink instantly back into solid wall. The sun shone brightly on a stack of cauldrons outside the nearest shop.
Cauldrons, All Sizes — Copper, Brass, Pewter, Silver. Self-Stirring — Collapsible, said a sign hanging over them. "Yeah, you two will be needin' one each," said Hagrid, "but we got to get yer money first." The twins smiled. This place was amazing. The building there were of all kinds of shapes and sizes. It was amazing how much a perception filter could hide from the non-magical folk. "Um, Hagrid if you don't mind me asking, but where do we get our supplies? There must be hundreds of different shops around here, we'd get lost trying to find the right ones!" The twins mother exclaimed, while her children and husband were looking at the buildings and people passing them by. They also appeared to be wearing robes. Although it might be everyday wear for wizards. She wondered.
"Oh I'll show ye around, but first. The money." Hagrid repeated. As they were walking they turned their heads in every direction as they walked up the street, trying to look at everything at once: the shops, the things outside them, the people doing their shopping. A plump woman outside an Apothecary was shaking her head as they passed, saying, "Dragon liver, nine Sickles an ounce. Huh, must be a sale." Hagrid voiced. A low, soft hooting came from a dark shop with a sign saying Eeylops Owl Emporium — Tawny, Screech, Barn, Brown, and Snowy. The twins also saw some kids, a bit younger than them looking at the different kinds of owls, probably thinking of buying one.
But as they passed the Owl Emporium they met someone they didn't expect to see. Pacifica was walking there with one of her maids in tow. The maid was young, somewhere around 24 to 29 years old. She had pitch black hair tied into a messy bun. And she was also wearing a robe that the Pines family saw the wizards and witches wear. Pacifica seemed to be in a conversation with the maid. How did they know that she was a maid you ask? She was addressing Pacifica as young mistress the entire time she spoke.
"Pacifica!" Exclaimed an overly excited Mable. So excited in fact that she actually glowed. Again, but this time much, MUCH. Brighter. And with a really radiant blue. The exclamation got Pacifica's attention, but she, however couldn't see anything 'cause of the light. "What?" Pacifica murmured. Pacifica was wearing designer jeans a blue long sleeved shirt and a silver necklace. Her hair tied into a perfect ponytail behind her head. With a bit of make up on her face. "Mable, calm down. You're blinding us!" Shouted Dipper. Mable noticed her glow and started to calm down. But alas. Such was an impossible feat, with Pacifica being here, Mable was really happy. It felt like she was back in Gravity Falls again. Mysteries and secrets all around her, Pacifica and Dipper there with her. She was giddy with happiness.
But after a few moments. Painful for the people around her, mind you. She calmed down and the glow slowly dissipated. There stood a street full of people rubbing their eyes, kids crying and parents trying to calm them down. And then there was Pacifica. Stunned open mouthed, Pacifica. "What? I... How?" She couldn't even form a single eligible sentence. "Surprise! Were here! But you're here too! And look at you! You look fantastic! And who's that? A maid? Maybe? Have you been here for long? Do you visit this place often?! Are you going to Hogwarts too?!" Mable rambled on at incredible speed. You'd think that she wasn't even speaking, 'cause all the words became a jumbled up mess if you weren't paying close enough attention.
"I, what?" Pacifica uttered. "How are you here? No, why are you here?! Wait, did you just say Hogwarts?!" She exclaimed. " Yes." Dipper calmly answered, clearly not at all surprised by his sister's reaction. "How are you Pacifica?" Dipper asked, now smiling. "Sorry for the light. When Mable gets too excited she glows... A lot." He explained. Pacifica turned to him, in an instant her expression changed. "You're wearing the shirt I gave you as a Christmas present!" She exclaimed. She looked, how should I describe it? Surprised? Yeah, let's go with that. But her face quickly formed back into her usual neutral look. "I see it fits you perfectly, just as I expected." Said Pacifica haughtily. Dipper was momentarily surprised by her quick change of expression, but quickly dismissed it. "Yeah, thanks. It's great!" Said Dipper. "I see Mable has also chosen to wear my gift?" She pointed out. "Yeah! It's amazing! Thank you, thank you, thank you!" Chanted Mable.
Pacifica smiled and turned her attention to the Pines twins parents. "And you must be the parents. It's nice to meet you." Greeted Pacifica. "But I have to ask, are the two of you going to attend Hogwarts too?" Pacifica questioned the twins. "Yeah, why else would we be here? " Asked Dipper. "With how often you get up to all kinds of strange things I wouldn't be surprised if you have accidentally come upon this place." Answered Pacifica. "Yea' I'm sorry an' all, but we got to hurry to the bank, maybe the three of yeh can catch up later?" Urged Hagrid.
"Oh, why that's a funny coincidence. We're going to the bank too" Said Pacifica, acknowledging Hagrid for the first time. "And who might you be? " Asked Pacifica. Hagrid sighed. "Mah names Hagrid, I'm tha gamekeeper at Hogwarts, was told to help the twins 'ere get the things they need for school." Answered Hagrid. "Oh, I see. Well it's nice to meet you Hagrid. " Said Pacifica, adoring a somewhat fake smile. The brainwashing obviously shining through. And so the Pines, Pacifica, the maid and Hagrid moved towards the bank.
As they neared the big white building the twins let out gasps of surprise and the adults simply looked impressed or in the twin's mothers case, amazed. "Gringotts," said Hagrid. They had reached a snowy white building that towered over the other little shops. Standing beside its burnished bronze doors, wearing a uniform of scarlet and gold, was — "Yeah, that's a goblin," said Hagrid quietly as they walked up the white stone steps toward him. The goblin was about a head shorter than Dipper. He had a swarthy, clever face, a pointed beard and, Dipper and Mable noticed, very long fingers and feet. He bowed as they walked inside. Now they were facing a second pair of doors, silver this time, with words engraved upon them: Enter, stranger, but take heed of what awaits the sin of greed, for those who take, but do not earn, must pay most dearly in their turn. So if you seek beneath our floors A treasure that was never yours, Thief, you have been warned, beware of finding more than treasure there. "Yeh'd be mad ter try an' rob it," said Hagrid. A pair of goblins bowed them through the silver doors and they were in a vast marble hall. About a hundred more goblins were sitting on high stools behind a long counter, scribbling in large ledgers, weighing coins in brass scales, examining precious stones through eyeglasses. There were too many doors to count leading off the hall, and yet more goblins were showing people in and out of these. Hagrid and company made for the counter.
"Morning," said Hagrid to a free goblin. "We've come ter take some money outta the Pines vault." "You have the key, sir?" Asked the goblin. "Oh, I have it right here." Said the twins father holding up a tiny golden key. The goblin looked at it closely. "That seems to be in order." "I would also like to make a volute exchange." Said Pacifica. The goblin turned to her. "A muggle born?" Asked the goblin. "Yes." Answered Pacifica. "And where are your parents?" Asked the goblin. "They couldn't make it." Answered Pacifica tersely.
"I will have someone take you down the the goblin to the Pines. "Morgana!" He exclaimed. Morgana was yet another goblin. The goblin held the door open for them. Mable, who had expected more marble, was surprised. They were in a narrow stone passageway lit with flaming torches. It sloped steeply downward and there were little railway tracks on the floor. "Incredible!" Exclaimed Dipper. Morgana whistled and a small cart came hurtling up the tracks toward them. They climbed in — the parents with some difficulty — and were off.
At first they just hurtled through a maze of twisting passages. Dipper tried to remember, left, right, left, left, middle fork, right, left, but it was impossible. The rattling cart seemed to know its own way, because Morgana wasn't steering. Dipper's eyes stung as the cold air rushed past them, but he kept them wide open. They were going even deeper now and gathering speed. The air became colder and colder as they hurtled round tight corners. They went rattling over an underground ravine, and Dipper leaned over the side to try to see what was down at the dark bottom, but Mable groaned and pulled him back by the scruff of his neck. Once, he thought he saw a burst of fire at the end of a passage and twisted around to see if it was a dragon, but too late — they plunged even deeper, passing an underground lake where huge stalactites and stalagmites grew from the ceiling and floor. "I never know," Mable called to Dipper over the noise of the cart, "what's the difference between a stalagmite and a stalactite?"'
"A stalactite is on the ceiling while a stalagmite on the ground." Answered Dipper. The cart stopped at last beside a small door in the passage wall, their father got out and had to lean against the wall to stop his knees from trembling. "Vault six hundred twenty-three." Said the goblin. "Key please." The goblin asked. Their father obliged and gave the goblin the small key. Morgana unlocked the door. A lot of green smoke came billowing out, and as it cleared, the twins gasped. Inside were mounds of gold coins. Columns of silver. Heaps of little bronze Knuts. "All yours," Said their father. "Our family was saving up for generations, so feel free to take some. It's yours now." He said, with a gentle smile on his face.
The twins took some. Mable stuffed her pockets full of coins, while Dipper being a little more sensible, thought of bringing a small bag, just in case he'd need it. Dipper took coins of all kinds while Mable took only the Gold and silver ones. "The gold ones are Galleons," their father explained. "Seventeen silver Sickles to a Galleon and twenty- nine Knuts to a Sickle, it's easy enough. Right, that should be enough for a couple of terms, we'll keep the rest safe for you two." He turned to Morgana. "Can you take us back now?" he asked. The goblin nodded. The Pines family sat down in the cart and then they were off once again. This time, upwards.
-Bewitched-
One wild cart ride later they stood blinking in the sunlight outside Gringotts along with Hagrid and Pacifica, who looked rather happy. "So, where to first?" Asked Mable. "Might as well get yer uniform," said Hagrid, nodding toward Madam Malkin's Robes for All Occasions. "And while you are there, I'll go get something I needed to buy for months now." Said Hagrid as he left the party on their own in front of the shop.
The party — minus the Pines twins parents, who decided to stay outside and look at what the shops around them sold — entered Madam Malkin's shop alone, feeling nervous. Madam Malkin was a squat, smiling witch dressed all in mauve. "Hogwarts, dears?" she said, when Mable started to speak. "Got the lot here — another young man being fitted up just now, in fact." In the back of the shop, a boy — a bit younger than Dipper — with a tan, smiling face was standing on a footstool while a second witch pinned up his long black robes. Madam Malkin stood Dipper on a stool next to him slipped a long robe over his head, and began to pin it to the right length. "You girls will be fitted by my assistant," Said the woman. "Dear, would you please help the girls over there?" She asked her assistant. "Yes." Answered the assistant. "Hello," said the boy, "Hogwarts, too?" "Uh, yes." answered Dipper. "My father's next door buying my books and mother's up the street looking at wands," said the boy. He had an excited, chirpy voice.
"Do you play Quidditch?" "No," Dipper answered, wondering what on earth Quidditch could be. "I do — Father says it's a crime if I'm not picked to play for my house, and I must say, I agree. Know what house you'll be in yet?" "No," said Dipper, feeling more confused by the minute. "Well, no one really knows until they get there, do they, but I know I'll be in Hufflepuff, all our family have been — imagine being in Slytherin, I think I'd leave, wouldn't you?" "Sorry. I can't really answer that, don't even know what are the houses you're talking about. Care to enlighten me?" Asked Dipper. "Don't know of the houses? But you look about thirteen." The boy commented. "Well I just learned that I'm a wizard, so there's nothing I can do, now is there?" Replied Dipper. "No, I guess not. " The boy commented. "Oh, by the way. My names Jacob. Jacob Lingard." The boy introduced himself.
"Nice to meet you Jacob, my name's Dipper" He introduce himself. "So anyway, about the houses. There are four different houses, each valuing one thing over the other. There's Gryffindor. The house of the brave. Then there's Slytherin — their absolute opposite, so to speak—, the house of the cunning. Then there's Hufflepuff — the house my whole family was part of — the house of the kind. And then there's Rawenclaw, the house of the wise." Jacob explained. But before he could continue his explanation he was interrupted by madam Malkin. "That's you done, my dear," and Dipper, sorry that he couldn't continue the conversation with the boy, hopped down from the footstool. "Well, I'll see you at Hogwarts, I suppose," said the boy.
Madam Malkin turned to Dipper "The girls are all ready, so you can join them. I have all the measurements so you can go to the counter. I'll bring the robe there." She told Dipper. Dipper did as instructed and went to the counter where he met up with his twin sister and Pacifica. "Oh, there you are. "Drawled Pacifica. "We were starting to wonder if you have gotten lost or something." She continued. "No, nothing like that. Just met another person going to Hogwarts. Hey, um. I think we may be a little older than the other children going there." Dipper explained. "Really? What tipped you off? The fact that eleven year olds are buying the same robes we are or the fact that they are asking us about stuff we have no way to answer?" She sarcastically asked.
At that moment madam Malkin walked up to the counter and put their robes on top of it. "Okay dears. The robes for you girls are nine galleons each." She said. "Yours however, is twelve. We had to change the sleeves. They were originally too short." She explained to Dipper. "Oh, Ma'am! Which one of us two is the tallest?" Mable asked pointing between her twin and herself.
"The boy is two centimetres taller than you dear." Madam Malkin told Mable. "Oh, darn." Muttered Mable. "Alpha twin!" Jokingly chanted Dipper. "Why do you ask?" Asked madam Malkin. "Oh, we're twins and we usually compete in everything." Mable explained, smiling slightly. "Well, isn't that nice." Madam Malkin commented.
"We should go. Our parents are waiting outside." Dipper told the woman. "Of course. Have a nice trip." She said. "Sure, we will!" Exclaimed Mable. Pacifica just waved goodbye and walked out of the store her bag in hand. When outside they saw the twin's parents talking to Hagrid, as the teens neared the adults they overheard a part of the conversation. Something about the best ice-cream in wizarding Britain. "What's this I heard about ice-cream?" Exclaimed Mable.
The adults turned towards the teens, noticing them coming with bags in their hands. "We were thinking of going over there and buying some ice-cream, Hagrid told us it's the best in all of wizarding Britain." Answered the twins mother. "Yes! Ice-cream!" Exclaimed Mable, which got a few chuckles from the adults and Pacifica. It really felt nice being with the twins again. Although less monsters would be for the best. Thought Pacifica. The party now consisting of Hagrid, Pacifica and her maid and the Pines family moved to the ice-cream parlor down the street.
They sat down to eat their ice-cream. Dipper got strawberry with chocolate chips. Mable got Strawberry, Vanilla, Chocolate, Mint and all kinds of flavors adorned with ten different kinds of toppings. And Pacifica bought Vanilla with Strawberry. "So what is Quidditch?" Asked Dipper, curious. "It's our sport. Wizard sport. It's like — like soccer in the Muggle world — everyone follows Quidditch — played up in the air on broomsticks and there's four balls — sorta hard ter explain the rules." Explained Hagrid. "Oh! What are Hufflepuff and Gryffindor?" Asked Mable. "School houses. There's four. Everyone says Hufflepuff are a lot o' duffers, but -" Hagrid started, but got cut off by Dipper explaining that every house was different and valued different things such as Wisdom, Cunning, Bravery and Kindness.
"Where'd yeh learn about tha'?" Asked Hagrid curious. "Oh, I met a guy while I was being fitted, so I asked him to explain it to me." Answered Dipper. Pacifica looked at Dipper oddly. "So, who's this guy?" She asked, feigning disinterest. "His name is Jacob and his whole family consists of wizards. It's really cool, he also told me that his whole family were Hufflepuffs, so he expects to be one himself." Dipper explained. "And how does one get a house? Do we decide or…?" Pacifica asked.
"There's a test. "Explained Hagrid. Dipper looked excited. "But don't worry, yeh don' have ta learn anythin'. The test is basically a psychological analysis of yer personality." He continued. "How's that work? Do we talk to somebody or do they do it using magic?" Mable asked. "You could say it's done by magic." He continued. "Wait, does it involve mind probing?" Asked Dipper. "Sorta." Hagrid agreed. "Dang, sorry it won't work on me." Dipper continued. "An' why's tha'?" Asked Hagrid, sceptical. "You see over the summer some things happened, so I had to get some sort of mind protection, and basically. Mind probing doesn't work." Dipper explained. "It also somewhat applies to Mable." Dipper continued.
"What exactly happened?" Hagrid asked. "The file we got stated tha' all three of yeh were involved in some accident or sumtin'" He continued. Pacifica paled a little bit. "We'd rather not talk about it. People wouldn't understand." She said. "We're a wizard community. Anything you tell us, we can explain." Replied Hagrid. "Still, I'd rather not talk about it. Don't know about these two though." Replied Pacifica, gesturing to the twins. "We're not in the mood to talk about a world catastrophe we ended." The twins voiced at the same time. "Catastrophe?" Asked Hagrid. "Anyway, we should get going. We still need to get your books, cauldrons and wands." The maid said. "Oh, right." Dipper agreed.
They bought their school books in a shop called Flourish and Blotts where the shelves were stacked to the ceiling with books as large as paving stones bound in leather; books the size of postage stamps in covers of silk; books full of peculiar symbols and a few books with nothing in them at all. Dipper was going wild, wanting to read every book in the shop. Mable and Pacifica almost had to drag Dipper away from Curses and Countercurses (Bewitch Your Friends and Befuddle Your Enemies with the Latest Revenges: Hair Loss, Jelly-Legs, Tongue-Tying and Much, Much More) by Professor Vindictus Viridian. "Yeh couldn' work any of them curses yet, yeh'll need a lot more study before yeh get ter that level." Said Hagrid.
Next hey went to buy cauldrons for the teens. Mable wanted a gold one. "It says pewter on yer list" Hagrid reminded. Mable looked miffed. "Aw, drat!" She exclaimed. But they got a nice set of scales for weighing potion ingredients and a collapsible brass telescope. Then they visited the Apothecary, which was fascinating enough to make up for its horrible smell, a mixture of bad eggs and rotted cabbages. — Reminded the twins of the bunker back in Gravity Falls, although. With less monsters. — Barrels of slimy stuff stood on the floor; jars of herbs, dried roots, and bright powders lined the walls; bundles of feathers, strings of fangs, and snarled claws hung from the ceiling. While Hagrid asked the man behind the counter for a supply of some basic potion ingredients for the teens, Mable examined silver unicorn horns at twenty-one Galleons each and minuscule, glittery-black beetle eyes. "Hey! I fought a unicorn once. He was a jerk!" Mable exclaimed. The shop quieted down. "Sorry, you fought a unicorn?" Asked the man behind the counter. "Yeah, back in Gravity Falls. "Mable elaborated. "Uh huh." The man voiced sceptical.
Outside the Apothecary, Hagrid checked the teens list again. "Just yer wand left" He said. "Just Ollivanders left now — only place fer wands, Ollivanders, and yeh gotta have the best wand." A magic wand... this was what the teens had been really looking forward to. The last shop was narrow and shabby. Peeling gold letters over the door read Ollivanders: Makers of Fine Wands since 382 B.C. The group entered the shop, the parents behind the twins and the maid a few steps behind Pacifica. A single wand lay on a faded purple cushion in the dusty window. A tinkling bell rang somewhere in the depths of the shop as they stepped inside. It was a tiny place, empty except for a single, spindly chair that Hagrid sat on to wait. Dipper felt strangely as though he had entered a very strict library; he swallowed a lot of new questions that had just occurred to him and looked instead at the thousands of narrow boxes piled neatly right up to the ceiling. "Well, this certainly isn't what I expected." Voiced Pacifica. "Looks a lot dustier than I thought it'd be." Mable said. "Tell me about it." Pacifica agreed. For some reason, the back of his neck prickled. The very dust and silence in here seemed to tingle with some secret magic. "Good afternoon," said a soft voice.
Dipper whirled around in the direction of the voice. While Mable and Pacifica quieted down. Hagrid must have jumped, because there was a loud crunching noise and he got quickly off the spindly chair. An old man was standing before them, his wide, pale eyes shining like moons through the gloom of the shop. "Hello," Greeted Dipper weakly. "Ah yes," said the man. "Yes, yes. I thought I'd be seeing you soon. You two are the twins I got letter of?" The man asked. The twins looked on not registering that the man said anything. The man didn't even blink before he turned his attention to Pacifica. "And you must be the Northwest girl. I also got a letter about you." The man said. "The twins got out of their stupor and simultaneously agreed. "Yeah, that's us." They said.
Mr. Ollivander moved closer to the teens. Dipper wished he would blink. Those silvery eyes were a bit creepy. Mable let out a soft gasp of surprise, while Pacifica stepped back a step. Eyeing the man warily. Mr. Ollivander had come so close that he and Dipper were almost nose to nose. Dipper could see himself reflected in those misty eyes. "Ehem" The twins father cleared his throat. That snapped Mr. Ollivander from his musings. He spotted Hagrid. "Rubeus! Rubeus Hagrid! How nice to see you again..." He exclaimed. "It's been, what. Six years, since you last visited?" He asked. "Eleven actually." Hagrid corrected.
"Well, now — Mr. Pines. Let me see." He pulled a long tape measure with silver markings out of his pocket. "Which is your wand arm?" "Er — well, I'm right-handed," said Dipper. Hold out your arm. That's it." He measured Dipper from shoulder to finger, then wrist to elbow, shoulder to floor, knee to armpit and round his head. He also sent a few measure tapes to measure Pacifica and Mable. As he measured, he said, "Every Ollivander wand has a core of a powerful magical substance. We use unicorn hairs, phoenix tail feathers, and the heartstrings of dragons. No two Ollivander wands are the same, just as no two unicorns, dragons, or phoenixes are quite the same. And of course, you will never get such good results with another wizard's wand." Dipper suddenly realized that the tape measure, which was measuring between his nostrils, was doing this on its own. Neat trick. Dipper thought. Mr. Ollivander was flitting around the shelves, taking down boxes. "That will do," he said, and the tape measures crumpled into a heap on the floor. "Right then, miss Northwest. Try this one. Beechwood and dragon heartstring. Thirteen inches. Nice and flexible. just take it and give it a wave." Mr. Ollivander told her. Pacifica came closer to the man holding the wand box. She came up to the man, took hold of the wand and pulled it out of the box. The wand gave off a warm glow and Pacifica suddenly felt a lot more calm compared to how she felt when she entered the shop. "That will do nicely." Mr. Ollivander said smiling slightly. "Next! Miss Pines, would you please come here." The man beckoned. "Maple and phoenix feather. Seven inches. Quite whippy. Try —" Mable tried — but she had hardly raised the wand when it, was snatched back by Mr. Ollivander. "No, no — here Oakwood, Unicorn hair, Springy. Ten inches." Mr. Ollivander told her as he gave her the box containing the wand. Mable took the wand and she too was ingulfed in a feeling of calm and warmth. "Yes, that'll do." Mr. Ollivander said.
"Now! Mr Pines. Would you be so kind as to come here?" Mr. Ollivander beckoned Dipper. "Here, take this one." Mr. Ollivander told Dipper, offering him a wand. "Here, ebony and unicorn hair, eight and a half inches, springy. Go on, go on, try it out." He told Dipper. Dipper did. But before he could even swish the wand it was snatched away. "No, no. This won't do at all." Mr. Ollivander said, putting the wand on a spindly chair. "Try this one. Beechwood and Phoenix Tail Feather. Nine inches. Nice and flexible." Dipper barely touched it and Mr. Ollivander snatched it way and placed it on top of the other one. "Hmph, obviously not this one. What was I thinking." He murmured, smiling. The pile of tried wands was mounting higher and higher on the spindly chair, but the more wands Mr. Ollivander pulled from the shelves, the happier he seemed to become. "Oh, I love a tricky customer!" He exclaimed when he came back with yet another wand. Seventh one. Mable and Pacifica have retreated to talk among themselves, while Dipper struggled to get himself a wand. The parents watched amused as the man, ran around the shop taking boxes with wands and putting them away.
"I wonder, now — yes, why not. Willow, Dragon Heartstring, eleven inches, unyielding." Said Mr. Ollivander. Dipper took the wand. He felt a sudden warmth in his fingers. He raised the wand above his head, brought it swishing down through the dusty air and a stream of red, blue and gold sparks shot from the end like a firework, throwing dancing spots of light on to the walls. Mable cheered and Mr. Ollivander laughed. "Ah, a curious wand for a curious person. It's been a while since I had a tricky customer as yourself Mr Pines." He commented. "Thank you. It's honestly been fun." The man continued. "Now! Each wand is Seven Galleons." He said. Dipper took his bag and took out Fourteen Galleons, while Pacifica took Seven out of her wallet. Mable looked puzzled. "Why are you paying for my wand Bro-Bro?" She asked. "Check your pockets." Answered Dipper. So she did. And to her surprise, she only had Six Galleons left. "Huh. I swear I had more." She muttered. "You spent it all on ice-cream." Dipper called out from the counter. "So now. I'll be keeping our money on me. So you don't go wasting it all." He continued. "But, how much do you even have?" Asked Mable. "About seventy Galleons, Sixteen Sickles and Twelve Knuts left." Replied Dipper. "How does it all fit inside that small bag?" Asked Pacifica. "It's well organized." Deadpanned Dipper.
Mr. Ollivander bowed them from his shop. The late afternoon sun hung low in the sky as the group made their way back down Diagon Alley, back through the wall, back through the Leaky Cauldron, now empty. No one spoke at all as they walked down the road; they didn't even notice how much people were gawking at them on the street, laden as they were with all their funny-shaped packages. "I guess we'll see ya Paz?" Asked Mable hopeful. Of course we'll see each other again. We still have to get to school. And I'm told we're going by train there, so we'll all the time we need to talk and have fun." Pacifica stated smiling. "Yes! Group hug!" Exclaimed Mable as she took a hold of Dipper and dragged him to hug Pacifica with her. "We'll see you on the train then." Dipper told Pacifica. "Yeah. See you then." She said smiling. Then she turned around and left, walking until she disappeared behind a building. "So, how about we get home? We have a train to catch in two days. And me and Dipping sauce here need to pack!" Exclaimed Mable. The adults smiled. They made their way to Hagrid's bike and got on. The way home, somehow felt way too short, compared to the time it took them to get to Diagon Alley. Once home the Pines family said their goodbye to Hagrid and agreed that he'd take them to the station in two days. Hagrid left and the Pines family went to cook dinner and go to sleep.
To Be Continued.
Well, writing this chapter was a hoot and a half! That's for sure. And look at that. This chapter is 10k+ words. Yay! Going to try to keep the chapters around the same length.
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