Disclaimer: Unfortunately still not mine.
Sorry for the late update, I try to work several chapters ahead and was having a bit of trouble deciding what to do, I also had trouble figuring out a detail in this chapter. Also, forgot to mention in the first chapter that Beth was put up for adoption but she wasn't adopted by Shelby.
WARNING: mentions of child abuse (not graphic, literally just mentions)
Previously:
They appeared in the main street of a small, old fashioned village that sat at the edge of a huge castle.
"It's freezing!" complained Finn immediately
"It's night, it's September and we're in Scotland, of course it's freezing" snapped Shelby "Look we need to get to the castle, the Death Eaters will know where we've gone, even if you can't be sure that Mr Schuester, Miss Pillsbury and I are following just run, once you're inside the castle gates you should be safe, tell the first adult that you see that you were sent by Lady Selwyn" at the confused look on the teens' faces she added "just trust me". They had been walking towards the castle for less than a minute when they heard a series of 'cracks' behind them
"RUN" yelled Will
They ran as fast as they could while dodging spells sent their way. About half way to the castle Shelby tripped and fell; Will turned and headed back towards her scooping her up in his arms before she could protest, as he ran he noticed the tell-tale light of Shelby putting a glamour on herself, he didn't doubt that it was the same one that she had used at school. They hurried through the castle gates which swung shut behind them, as he put Shelby down he did a quick head count and was relieved to see that everyone had made it, when he turned to look at Shelby he noticed that he had been right, her hair was now as blonde as it had been when they were at school here themselves and her skin tone had changed to compliment her new hair colour.
"Mom?" asked Rachel in disbelief
"It's a long story that I will explain later, just like I will explain everything else later" she said before anyone else could comment
"L…Larissa Selwyn?" piped up Emma in disbelief
"Pillsbury" said Shelby as she gave Emma a curt nod
"Uh, does everyone have their wands, intact?" asked Will. All except Rachel began to pull sticks out of their pockets or bags(not that their pockets looked big enough to hold the sticks) and all muttered affirmatives that their wands were not broken.
"What do you mean wands, Magic isn't real!" said Rachel on the verge of hysterics
"Wait, you mean that you've never studied magic?" clarified Shelby
"How can I study something that doesn't exist?"
"Rachel, magic is real; everyone here is a witch or wizard, including you" said Shelby gently
"If I was my dads would have told me"
"They were supposed to" muttered Shelby to herself "Didn't you ever make anything unusual happen?"
"When I was younger, but then I learnt not to behave in such ridiculous, immature ways"
"What did they do to you?" asked Shelby in a dangerously calm tone
"Nothing, why would you even ask that!" replied Rachel shocked
"Rach, those incidents were accidental magic, accidental magic can't be controlled like that, another witch or wizard has to teach you how to control it. The only other way that it would stop is if for some reason the magic was suppressed and since that kind of magic is triggered by strong emotions the only way to suppress the magic is for the witch or wizard to completely close themselves off from their emotions, which is often a result of abuse"
"My dads would never hurt me."
"Rachel" She sighed sympathetically, noticing the unshed tears in her daughter's eyes Shelby pulled the teen in for a hug, a few minutes later Rachel had stopped crying and pulled away from her mother.
"We should get up to the castle" said Rachel as she wiped the tear tracks off of her cheeks, eager to change the subject
"Well it's about eight o'clock here so we should arrive right in the middle of the Welcoming feast, during the sorting if we're lucky." Said Shelby to draw the group's attention away from Rachel
The large group began to walk up towards the castle. Soon enough they had reached the doors to the entrance hall, they were met by a filthy looking man who seemed to be in his forties or fifties.
"Mr Filch if you would be so kind as to escort us to the Great hall, we have business with Professor Dumbledore"
The man reluctantly nodded and began to lead them into the castle, muttering grumpily the entire time. He stopped in front of set ancient, ornate doors that had to be more than fifteen feet high and nodded to Shelby before walking off again, presumably to return to 'guard' duty.
"When we enter the hall hopefully you guys will be sorted along with the first years, then you need to go and sit at your house table. It'll probably be explained by Professor Dumbledore anyway but the houses are like families, you share dorms, you eat together, go to class together etc." explained Shelby
"We're not students here" cut in Puck
"You are now"
"You're not our teacher, why should we listen to you, if it wasn't for you that weirdo wouldn't even have been near us, we wouldn't be in any danger."
"Puck that is enough!" Said Will, he looked at his students and saw angry, mutinous looks on most of their faces "If it wasn't for Ms Corcoran we would all be dead, the Death Eaters would have come after me sooner or later and all of you would have been killed as witnesses. Hogwarts is the safest place for all of us right now and I expect all of you to show Ms Corcoran the same level of respect that you would show me. The rest will be explained soon."
"How soon?"
"When we say so" replied Will
"Just go along with what Mr Schuester, Miss Pillsbury and I say and say as little about yourselves and the rest of us as possible. Rachel, come here a minute"
"Why?"
"Because I need to put a glamour on you"
"A what?"
"It's a spell that'll make you look different"
"I don't understand why I need one, can't I go in there looking like I normally do?"
"It's for you own safety Rach, just like my glamour is for my safety"
Rachel could see that Shelby was telling the truth and that she genuinely believed that it was for Rachel's own good
"Ok"
Shelby smiled at Rachel gratefully before non-verbally casting the correct spell, within moments Rachel had the same golden blonde hair, dark green, almost black eye colour and porcelain skin as her mother now had.
"Let's go" said Shelby
Reluctantly the group followed their teachers into the Great Hall. The Great Hall was, as the name implied huge. There were four long tables, at each table sat students wearing black robes; the students at each table had a different crest and different colours on their robes, clearly different houses. In between the two middle tables were a group of younger students, when these students turned towards the newcomers (as did the rest of the hall) they could see that they wore plain black robes and consequently must be the unsorted first years, the group parted to let the newcomers pass. At the far end of the hall was another table, since only adults were sat at this table New Directions assumed that these were the teachers and that they were sat at the head table. In front of this table was a stool that had a worn and patched, pointed black hat on it that had rip along the brim so it looked as though the hat had a mouth, next to the stool was a tall woman with dark eyes and steely grey hair pulled back into a tight bun who seemed to be in her sixties, she wore dark green robes and a pointed black hat that was in much better condition than the one on the stool. The walls were lined with lit braziers but the ceiling was something else entirely, it resembled the clear night sky that you would see if you were to look out of a window, yet it was illuminated by hundreds of floating candles.
"Ah, Lady Selwyn, to what do we owe this pleasure?"
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