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Chapter 2-

Walburga Black arrived at the swarming platform 9 ¾ with a sneer marring her face as she looked at a pair of parents who were dressed in muggle clothes. She held a dark haired girl by the shoulder.

"I hope you'll be sorted into Slytherin, of course, but I expect you would be sorted into Ravenclaw due to your unhealthy obsession with books."

Elladora nodded, the nerves finally hitting her. She was finally going to Hogwarts!

"Did we pack your socks? You always seem to forget your socks."

"Yes grandmother."

"Do you have Maximus?" he squeaked from his cage in reply.

"How about your wand?"

"Yes, grandma it's in my pocket."

Elladora looked at her grandmother tenderly. With her parents dead and the rest of her family in Azkaban, Walburga was the only close relative she had. She had raised Elladora for as long she could remember, and she felt rather guilty leaving her grandmother alone at home with only their house-elf Kreacher for company.

"You'll be ok won't you? I promise to write to you every week."

"I will be just fine child." replied her grandmother. The train's horn blared as Walburga embraced Elladora. Ella felt a great rush of warmth, as hugs were uncommon in her family.

Elladora loaded her trunk into the back of the Hogwarts Express and climbed aboard into an empty compartment. The train began to move.

She looked out her compartment's window to see all the parents all huddling elbow-to-elbow, trying to get one last glimpse of their children. She waved at her grandmother until the trained disappeared as it rounded the corner.

The door of the compartment slid open and a girl with dark, twinkling eyes, a pale, heart-shaped face and bubblegum-pink hair stood in the doorway.

"Can I come in?" she asked with a rather loud voice.

"Sure"

"Nymphadora Tonks," she out her hand which was embellished with multiple rings and chipped black nail polish "but I like Tonks better because Nymphadora sounds stupid." Elladora shook her hand.

"Good evening, I'm Elladora Black." she said as she shook Tonks' hand

"Gosh you sound like my mum." said Tonks with a laugh. "She's talked about you you know? You're her cousins daughter I think, so we're related!"

Elladora's eyes lit up. She had met a few of her distant relatives before, and Tonks seemed to be very different to them, Elladora liked it.

"Well if we're related," said Elladora, "you should come visit my grandmother and I sometime."

Tonks grimaced, "I'm not too sure if that will turn out too well. The family hates my mum, so I wouldn't exactly be very welcome I think."

"Oh, why is that?"

"Well she ran off with my dad, who's a muggle-born. That makes me a half-blood."

Elladora faltered. Tonks noticed. Her eyes turned cold. "Well if you're a part of that family then I guess you would think like them too," she said as she started to open the door.

"No wait!" exclaimed Elladora. " I don't really mind if you're a half-blood, you're still my family."

Tonks smiled and her hair turned a soft blue. "Good."

"Wow!" exclaimed Elladora. "You're a Metamorphmagus!"

"Yeah!" said Tonks as she changed it back to pink.

Giggles could be heard if you were to walk past their compartment, as Tonks entertained Elladora by changing her face into all sorts of animals. Elladora's grandmother's warnings about half-bloods and blood-traitors flew from her mind as she sat with Tonks, as she seemed like a nice girl.

As a lanky, brown haired boy walked in their compartment, Tonks was holding out handfuls of cards to Elladora.

"No don't even try and bribe me, especially not with chocolate frog cards. Calling me Dora just won't work, as your name ends with Dora too!" said Elladora throwing her hands up in the air.

"Yeah, but I don't allow anyone to call me Nymphadora. So calling you Dora is fine."

"Well why don't I just call you Dora then? You can always call me Ella."

Tonks struggled with this thought for a moment before complying.

"Fine, but you're one of the select few that be allowed to call me that."

"Deal," Ella grinned

The boy who had been lingering in the doorway cleared his throat.

Elladora spoke first "Oh, hello. Terribly sorry we didn't see you there."

"It's alright, can I sit here?"

"You sure can!" Dora exclaimed. She grabbed his trunk and pushed it onto the rack above Ella's seat. Ella though the boy had a rather strange sense of fashion. He was wearing ripped black pants and black laced shoes. His wavy, shoulder-length hair swirled about as he sat down.

"My name's Donaghan Tremlett, what's yours?"

"Elladora Black."

"Tonks."

"Just Tonks?" he asked.

"Well it's actually Nymphadora, but I swear my mum was drunk when she named me that, so just call me Tonks."

Donaghan chuckled. "I like your rat," he said. Looking up at Maximus in his cage.

"Thank you. His name's Maximus."

"Cool."

"So what house do you guys think you'll be put in?" asked Dora.

"Well," said Donaghan in his husky voice, "from what I've read about them, Ravenclaw and Slytherin seem to suit me the best."

"I reckon I'm going to be a Gryffindor!" said Dora. "My dad was a Hufflepuff, but my mum was a Slytherin. What about you Ella?"

Elladora had put quite a lot of thought into what house she wanted to be. "Well, I was reading a History of Magic, and Bagshot said that students were sorted according to what they value, rather than their personality. My grandmother wants me to be in Slytherin like the rest of my family. I do value resourcefulness, cunning and ambition a tad, but I really think I value wit, wisdom, and learning more, so I do hope to be in Ravenclaw."

Dora snorted. "Well you certainly are the Ravenclaw type."

Her hair grew down half way down her back and turned black. Her eyes turned grey and her features became sharper. A copy of Ella was sitting right in front of her.

"To quote The Dark Forces: A Guide to Self-Protection," said Dora in a very pompous tone, "Werewolf bites should be thoroughly and magically cleaned, as the werewolf's fangs are venomous. However, there is no cure once you have become a werewolf, so try and avoid being bitten at all costs."

Donaghan jumped in fright and backed towards the door "What the hell?!" he exclaimed. Elladora asked through her laughter as Tonks transformed back to herself, "How on earth did you remember that?"

Donaghan waved his arms about, "Excuse me for interrupting what would probably have been a very lively discussion, but did anyone just notice what just happened?"

Ella giggled. "She's a metamorphmagus silly."

"Well how was I supposed to know that?" He replied moodily, sitting back down.

"You're a muggle-born aren't you?" asked Tonks

"Yeah. I am." he said.

Tonks looked at Elladora to see how she would react. Ella didn't even flinch.

"What is a metamorphmagus anyway?" he asked.

"Well, metamorphmagi are witches or wizards with the ability to change his or her physical appearance at will, rather than requiring Polyjuice or a spell like the rest of the us. They are really rare." said Ella

"Thanks professor Black," Tonks grinned.

"I bet I'm the worst in the class." Donaghan said. "You two already know heaps about this world, I thought I was a muggle until a few weeks ago."

"You won't be. There's loads of people who come from Muggle families and they learn quick enough." said Tonks.

"True," Ella added, "just catch up on some reading and you'll be fine. You'll be spending the rest of your life as a wizard, so you have time."

This seemed to put Donaghan in a better mood.

While they had been talking, the train had carried them out of London. Now they were speeding past fields full of grass animals. They were quiet for a time, watching the fields pass by.

Donaghan broke the silence.

"Damn, I wish I brought my guitar."

"You play guitar?" asked Tonks.

"Mmhm. Bass."

"Cool!" she said, enthralled.

Around twelve-thirty there was a great clattering outside in the corridor and a smiling, dimpled woman slid back their door and said, "Anything off the cart, dears?"

The lady had all of Ella's favourites. She bought A pumpkin pastie and a liquorice wand for 17 Knuts. Tonks had loaded herself with a heap of Chocolate had a packed lunch, but he seemed to want to buy something from the cart anyway, though he seemed stuck on what to get.

"Get Bertie Bott's and we can try them." suggested Ella with an innocent smile.

Tonks rubbed her hands together. "Good idea!"

He payed the trolley witch a few Knuts and closed the door behind him.

"Alright," he said, "what are we going to play?"

"Well." Tonks grinned evilly. "All we have to do is go in a circle trying the Beans."

Donaghan glanced suspiciously between the two before shrugging and trying a white bean. Ella and Tonks waited expectantly.

"Yum. Tastes like coconut."

Dora deflated and took the packet off him. She picked out a golden bean, put it in her mouth and spat it out immediately.

"Gross! Earwax!"

Ella laughed and picked a bean for herself. it was pink with small dots on it. She hoped for grapefruit, and she believed it was until she realised it was vomit. She spat it out and furiously ate her Liquorice wand. Donaghan and Dora laughed as she failed to get the horrid taste from her mouth. She quickly picked out a blue one which she knew was toothpaste and that seemed to help.

Elladora and Tonks had pushed Donaghan from the compartment and were changing into their robes as a voice rang through the train: "We will be reaching Hogwarts in five minutes' time. Please leave your luggage on the train, it will be taken to the school separately."

They reunited with Donaghan and joined the crowd thronging the corridor as the train slowed right down and finally stopped. Elladora stepped out onto a tiny, dark platform and pulled her cloak closer to her body as the night air was certainly colder than the warmth of the Hogwarts Express.

"Firs' years! Firs' years over here!" said an extremely large man with a big furry beard. "C'mon, follow me - any more firs' years? Mind yer step, now! Firs' years follow me!"

There was a loud "Oooooh!" as the narrow path they were walking on opened up for them to see a lake, and beyond that lake there was a vast castle perched atop a tall hill.

"No more'n four to a boat!" the burly man called, pointing to a crowd of little boats sitting on the shore of the dark lake. Ella, Donaghan and Dora climbed in to one of them with a timid, blue eyed girl.

"Everyone in?" shouted the big man, who had a boat to himself. "Right then - FORWARD!"

The formation of tiny vessels glided through the water all at once and the girl grabbed the sides of the boat as if hanging on for fear of losing her life.

"Heads down!" yelled the man as the first boats reached the cliff; they all bent their heads and the boats carried them through a veil of ivy that hid a wide opening in the cliff face. They were carried along a dark tunnel, which seemed to be taking them right underneath the castle, until they reached an underground dock of sorts, where they all clambered out.

They followed the giant-like man. The glowing torch providing the only source of light as they came out of the rock, and onto damp grass that slept in the wake of the castle.

They walked up a flight of stone steps and crowded around the huge, oak front door. The giant man knocked thrice on the door with his massive fist.

A/N -

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I will try and update at least once a week.

Please let me know if you notice any mistakes!

I based Elladora's appearance off Zooey Deschanel (cover pic).

Did anyone realise who Donaghan is? (;