Hello everyone! Here is chapter two of this series.

To Everyone who reviewed, you're awesome! And if you didn't review...you better, otherwise Ebony will set Harold on you. :)

Ebony: No I won't, these people seem nice to read my life. I don't want to set Harold on them.

Me: Ssshhh. They're not supposed to know that.

Disclaimer: I do not own hp or any of its characters since I am not J.K. Rowling. I am fudgemonkey87

Now...ONWARD TO THE STORY OF AWESOMENESS!

Mr. Hemming hadn't told Ebony where she was supposed to go, but she assumed that it was in the interview room. That's where anyone went if someone was there to see them. She arrived and smoothed down her shirt, trying to look presentable. Really though, how presentable could you look when you have thread worn clothes that are a couple sizes to large, look slightly under fed, have one of the ugliest faces in the orphanage, and you have a snake curled around your arm? Ebony figured that she looked as presentable as she was going to get.

She nervously opened the door to see a man. He had blonde hair and a rounded face, for an adult. Most of the adult men that had interviewed Ebony had had squared jaws, or pointed faces. This man's face was more like an ovaland made him look slightly boyish. It made Ebony more comfortable though, he didn't seem as menacing as some other people that she had met. He flashed a smile at her and she noticed that he was slightly buck toothed, just like she was. She flashed him a smile in return, it really was impossible to not return it, it was just infectious. He wore an odd combination of clothing. He wore a pair of red, black, and green plaid pants and a white dress shirt with an aviator's jacket. What Ebony found the strangest about his dress though was that he was wearing high heels on his feet, ad they didn't match. One was purple and it was about two inches off the ground, while the other was bright green and it was about four inches off the ground. Ebony had to stop herself from staring at the man because of his strange attire.

Ebony was pondering on how this man had decided what to wear, when he stuck his hand out for her to shake. She took it cautiously, who was this man, and why was he dressed so strangely?

"Hello Ebony. My name is Professor Longbottom." Longbottom? What a last name to grow up with. Then again, at least he knew what his last name was, Ebony had no clue what her last name was. Instantly she felt a pang of jealousy that she alwas felt when people said their last names. She knew that it really had no point but she just couldn't stop it.

Ebony remembered the manners that Mr. Hemming had taught her. "Hello Mr. Longbottom."

He smiled at her again. "Please call me Professor Longbottom Ebony."

Professor? "Are you a doctor?" Ebony was wary; did Mr. Hemming send him to check up on her? Did he think that it was unhealthy to have Harold with her all the time, and he wanted to see if something was wrong with her?

"No, not a doctor. A teacher for a school called Hogwarts." He told her kindly.

"A school?" Ebony said confused. "I already go to school, the public school down the road."

"Hogwarts isn't a regular school." He opened his mouth to say more, but Ebony interrupted him.

"If it isn't a regular school then why do I have to go to it? Is there something wrong with me?" Panic and anger sounded through her voice. It had always been her worst nightmare that she was really insane, or she was touched in the head and that was why no one was her friend except a snake.

Professor Longbottom continued in a calming tone though. "There is nothing wrong with you Ebony. Hogwarts is a different school. It's a school of magic. We would like you to come and learn there."

Ebony stared at him in disbelief. "Magic, as in wizards and witches?" Professor Longbottom nodded his head. "No way, I can't possibly be a witch. If so then why can everyone here push me around? Why can't I turn them into newts or something?"

He gave a small chuckle. "Magic doesn't work that way if you haven't learned how to control it. You must have preformed magic before though." Ebony shook her head no. "Has anything strange ever happened when you're scared, or angry?"

Ebony thought back to all those times when Darren had been teasing her. Hadn't her hair changed colour because she was fearful of Darren's teasing? When she was angry at the interviewing couple, the windows all shattered. And her eyes, don't they change to a fiery red every time that she becomes inexplicably angry?

She spoke carefully to Professor Longbottom. "Yes, strange things have happened when I become angry or scared. The windows shatter." She paused and continued. "Harold here." She pointed to the snake curled around her arm. "He always seems to be able to understand me, and do what I say. The same with the other pets here. And my eyes." She paused again and continued in a quiet voice. "They change to red whenever I become really, really angry."

Professor Longbottom and she sat in silence for a while before he broke it. "Those are acts of accidental magic. At Hogwarts we can teach you how to control your magic. What you do with it is up to you. You have the choice of declining the offer-"

"No!" The words escaped Ebony's mouth before she could stop them. "I mean, please I really do want to attend Hogwarts." She gave Professor Longbottom a weak smile, "Could you, could you maybe show me some magic? Just to make sure that I'm not insane?" Or that this is some elaborate trick. She added in her head.

He gave her a kind smile and pulled out a stick, no wait it wasn't a stick. It was a wand. He flicked it and Harold, who had slithered off her arm at one point, turned into a newt! Ebony stared in disbelief at professor Longbottom. With another flick of his wand Harold changed back into a black snake. He looked irritated, he shot Professor Longbottom a baleful look and stuck his forked tongue out at him. Then he went to Ebony and curled around her arm again.

"You will need books, robes, and many other things for your lessons. All can be purchased at Diagon Alley in London." Ebony opened her mouth to speak, but he already seemed to know what she was going to say. "The school will provide you with funds to buy your things. You will of course need to buy them second hand of course. Someone will arrive within the week to show you where to go, his name is Hagrid." Professor Longbottom seemed to sense Ebony's disbelief of the situation. "Make no mistake Ebony, you are a witch. Your name has been down to go to this school since you were born." He handed Ebony a list of things that she would have to buy in Diagon alley, then he stood up to leave and shook her hand again. He left out the door.

Ebony remained in the room, stunned as to what had just happened. She was going to leave! She was going to go to a school of magic! The thought was just so wonderful that she feared that ti was all just a dream that she was going to wake up from. She pinched herself in the arm and was delighted to see that she wasn't waking up. She was a witch! Normally she would be livid about someone calling her this, but now she couldn't care less. She would gladly be a witch if it meant getting out of this orphanage and away from Darren and all the other kids.

She raised her arm so she was looking at Harold. "Did you hear that Harold? We're going to Hogwarts, and I'm going to learn magic." Her voice was airy and breathless. She clutched the letter in her hand like it was a life line, and then she ran out of the room to her room upstairs, eager to open the letter that could change her life forever.

Bwahaha! End of chapter two, so review, review, review!

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