Chapter 1- Ready to Go
Psyche had attended Keleihl School of Witchcraft and Wizardry in Ireland for 5 years when it shut down, and she moved with her Grandmother to London, England. She had been living with her Grandmother during the summers, and she had matured a lot since that day when she was 11, and flew herself to Ireland. She was a Rowdy London Skater Girl, with an attitude. Her hair was no longer long and blonde-brown. It was short, dark auburn brown, and streaked with orange. Her once blue eyes were now green, and her geeky glasses had been replaced with contact lenses. She still owned her laptop, but could not use it during the school year because Keleihl did not have electricity. Psyche still didn't know whether she would get to go to a school of witchcraft and wizardry this year at all. With all of her heart she hope that she would get a letter from anywhere. Even Durmstrang, because that is where most of her friends ended up going.
Sitting on the deck, she could feel the sun beating down on her. Suddenly a shadow fell over her face, and she looked up to a large brown owl floating down to her. She looked to the seal, knowing it was from the English school.
"GRAMMA!!!! I GOT A SCHOOL LETTER!!!" Psyche yelled to her grandmother. Her grandmother staggered out of the house onto the porch.
"Well open it dear." Spoke her grandmother in a warm tone.
HOGWARTS SCHOOL
of WITCHCRAFT and WIZARDRY
Headmaster: Albus Dumbledore
(Order of Merlin, First Class, Grand Sorc., Chf. Warlock,
Supreme Mugwump, International Confed. Of Wizards)
Dear Ms. Barrow,
We are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Please find enclosed a list of all necessary books and equipment.
Term begins on September 1. The Hogwarts Express Leaves from Kings Cross Station at11 o'clock. It can be met at Platform Nine and Three Quarters. We await your owl by no later that July 31. Yours sincerely, Minerva McGonagall Deputy headmistress
"Oh Psyche I am so proud of you. But I don't think I am strong enough to take you shopping for your school things. I think you will have to go stay with your Aunt and Uncle, and your cousins. I do hope they have room for you." Psyche's grandmother explained.
"I have and Aunt and Uncle?" Psyche said in disbelief. "Mum always told us that she didn't have any siblings."
"She did, did she? Well she lied. She has a brother named Arthur."
"Really?"
"Yes, and you have seven cousins and an aunt."
"What are my cousins names?"
"Well there is Charlie, he is studying dragons in Romania. Bill, who works for Gringotts, Percy, works for that Idiot Fudge, Fred and George are twins, and they are doing quite well with a joke shop, Weasley Wheezes. The other two are the only ones left at home. Ron, a Sixth year like you, and Ginny, she is a year younger."
"Wow. That is amazing. But Grandma, why can't I stay with you. Is something wrong?" Psyche demanded. Concern showed in her eyes, but her Grandmother just smiled.
"I am getting old dear, and I really don't think I could do with walking around London all day. Plus you need to go live in a real wizarding family." Grandma explained, smiling expectantly.
"Okay, well, I guess I need to go pack, I suppose I could leave tomorrow."
"Sounds good dear, I will send an owl to your Aunt telling her our plan. Dinner is in 1 hour," she added looking at her watch. "Go pack now Psyche."
Making her way to her room Psyche looked at the wall paper on the wall and how the picture frames were filler with her art. Smiling she opened her door.
Her wizarding things were packed into the large black trunk already. Her wardrobe had changed a bit also. She wore black pants, worn jeans, and concert tee shirts now. She pulled out all of her Keleihl robes and hung them in the closet. She folded her clothes and pajamas and put them in the bottom of the trunk. On top of that went her books and wand. Then jewelry, makeup, nail polish, and toiletries, and the picture of her dog. Her stuffed lizard went in, followed by a new blanket that was silver spider webs. Then In went 1 gray hoodie. On the very top she put the list of equipment. She strapped her Lightspire(the best broom in Ireland. Better than the FireBolt.) to the top. That was a present from her Grandmother for getting such good OWLs.
Next she packed her backpack. She put in her laptop, a notebook, a sketchbook, pens, pencils, lip gloss, a portable CD player, and a bunch of CDs. On the bottom of her bag she strapped on a skateboard. Lastly she stuffed her money from her summer internship (working with dragons in Ireland.) into her black hoodie pocket and set it on her trunk.
"Dinner Psyche!" Came her Grandmothers voice up the stairs. "Are you done packing?"
"Yes I'm done, and I will be right down." Psyche replied, excitement glinting in her eyes.
Psyche had attended Keleihl School of Witchcraft and Wizardry in Ireland for 5 years when it shut down, and she moved with her Grandmother to London, England. She had been living with her Grandmother during the summers, and she had matured a lot since that day when she was 11, and flew herself to Ireland. She was a Rowdy London Skater Girl, with an attitude. Her hair was no longer long and blonde-brown. It was short, dark auburn brown, and streaked with orange. Her once blue eyes were now green, and her geeky glasses had been replaced with contact lenses. She still owned her laptop, but could not use it during the school year because Keleihl did not have electricity. Psyche still didn't know whether she would get to go to a school of witchcraft and wizardry this year at all. With all of her heart she hope that she would get a letter from anywhere. Even Durmstrang, because that is where most of her friends ended up going.
Sitting on the deck, she could feel the sun beating down on her. Suddenly a shadow fell over her face, and she looked up to a large brown owl floating down to her. She looked to the seal, knowing it was from the English school.
"GRAMMA!!!! I GOT A SCHOOL LETTER!!!" Psyche yelled to her grandmother. Her grandmother staggered out of the house onto the porch.
"Well open it dear." Spoke her grandmother in a warm tone.
HOGWARTS SCHOOL
of WITCHCRAFT and WIZARDRY
Headmaster: Albus Dumbledore
(Order of Merlin, First Class, Grand Sorc., Chf. Warlock,
Supreme Mugwump, International Confed. Of Wizards)
Dear Ms. Barrow,
We are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Please find enclosed a list of all necessary books and equipment.
Term begins on September 1. The Hogwarts Express Leaves from Kings Cross Station at11 o'clock. It can be met at Platform Nine and Three Quarters. We await your owl by no later that July 31. Yours sincerely, Minerva McGonagall Deputy headmistress
"Oh Psyche I am so proud of you. But I don't think I am strong enough to take you shopping for your school things. I think you will have to go stay with your Aunt and Uncle, and your cousins. I do hope they have room for you." Psyche's grandmother explained.
"I have and Aunt and Uncle?" Psyche said in disbelief. "Mum always told us that she didn't have any siblings."
"She did, did she? Well she lied. She has a brother named Arthur."
"Really?"
"Yes, and you have seven cousins and an aunt."
"What are my cousins names?"
"Well there is Charlie, he is studying dragons in Romania. Bill, who works for Gringotts, Percy, works for that Idiot Fudge, Fred and George are twins, and they are doing quite well with a joke shop, Weasley Wheezes. The other two are the only ones left at home. Ron, a Sixth year like you, and Ginny, she is a year younger."
"Wow. That is amazing. But Grandma, why can't I stay with you. Is something wrong?" Psyche demanded. Concern showed in her eyes, but her Grandmother just smiled.
"I am getting old dear, and I really don't think I could do with walking around London all day. Plus you need to go live in a real wizarding family." Grandma explained, smiling expectantly.
"Okay, well, I guess I need to go pack, I suppose I could leave tomorrow."
"Sounds good dear, I will send an owl to your Aunt telling her our plan. Dinner is in 1 hour," she added looking at her watch. "Go pack now Psyche."
Making her way to her room Psyche looked at the wall paper on the wall and how the picture frames were filler with her art. Smiling she opened her door.
Her wizarding things were packed into the large black trunk already. Her wardrobe had changed a bit also. She wore black pants, worn jeans, and concert tee shirts now. She pulled out all of her Keleihl robes and hung them in the closet. She folded her clothes and pajamas and put them in the bottom of the trunk. On top of that went her books and wand. Then jewelry, makeup, nail polish, and toiletries, and the picture of her dog. Her stuffed lizard went in, followed by a new blanket that was silver spider webs. Then In went 1 gray hoodie. On the very top she put the list of equipment. She strapped her Lightspire(the best broom in Ireland. Better than the FireBolt.) to the top. That was a present from her Grandmother for getting such good OWLs.
Next she packed her backpack. She put in her laptop, a notebook, a sketchbook, pens, pencils, lip gloss, a portable CD player, and a bunch of CDs. On the bottom of her bag she strapped on a skateboard. Lastly she stuffed her money from her summer internship (working with dragons in Ireland.) into her black hoodie pocket and set it on her trunk.
"Dinner Psyche!" Came her Grandmothers voice up the stairs. "Are you done packing?"
"Yes I'm done, and I will be right down." Psyche replied, excitement glinting in her eyes.