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Chapter 2 - Off to School We Go
Seconds later the two Q's were in an empty cabin of the Hogwarts Express at King's Cross station in London. The station clock read 10:50 am and platform 9 ¾ resembled a shopping mall the day before Christmas. Everywhere parents, students and friends frantically darted about attempting to get organized, say good-bye and get onto the train all at once.
q waved his hand and the scene froze. He turned to his father, who was frowning once again, only this time with a dangerous glint in his eyes that warned q not to push his tolerance. The force of the glare would have made most people cower, but q merely smiled sweetly.
"Now then, as of right now you are a human, an American exchange transfer student going into sixth year," he said.
"Oh goody, doesn't that just sound like fun," Q noted sarcastically.
"And all the while I will be watching over you to make sure you don't break any rules."
"Oh please, this masquerade won't require almost any effort at all; I won't even need to bend the rules."
"I think it'll be harder than you think."
"It's not like I haven't done this before. I mean I actually was human once you know!"
"Hmm. . .and from what I hear, an absolutely dreadful one at that," q smirked.
Q opened his mouth to retort, but then decided to leave it. After all, he couldn't really deny what his son had just said. On the occasion in question he had only been human for a few days when he attempted to essentially commit suicide in order to put himself out of his misery.
"Well, I think that's all I have to say," q continued cheerfully. "Have fun at school. Oh, and play nice."
With a flash of light, q was gone, leaving Q along in the cabin. Q signed and shrugged.
Might as well get on with this charade. This may even end up being fun. Well, maybe.
He snapped his fingers and in a flash transformed himself into a sixteen-year-old boy with dark brown hair and chocolate brown eyes. He was wearing designer jeans, a black t-shirt and black leather jacket. He had a gold earring in his left ear and his hair was slightly spiked. An arrogant smile appeared on his lips.
If I'm supposed to be a human, I might as well be a good-looking one.
Q inspected his now young and muscular body approvingly.With a flick of his wrist, a trunk appeared in the overhead compartment filled with everything he knew he'd need for his year at Hogwarts. He momentarily considered getting a pet, but then decided not to bother. He never had understood what compelled humans to seek the companionship of anything even less intelligent than themselves. As far as he was concerned, humans didn't have enough intelligence themselves.
Q then snapped his fingers and a wand appeared in his right hand and a pair of dark sunglasses in his left. He put the glasses on and stuck the wand, which was fiery red, into the left inside pocket of his jacket.
Satisfied, Q sat down by the window and picked a copy of Shakespeare's Hamlet out of thin air. Turning to the first page, he absently waved his hand and the station resumed its chaotic pace.
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