I looked over it once more and edited it, sorry that I didn't do it before, but this is my first published story
Also there are changes in POV, but it is mainly in first person
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-becasoras
(Victoria's POV)
The castle was a large place, and I guess my closet had to match because it was absolutely massive, the only problem was that I had nothing to fill it with. For once in my life, I was able just to be a girl, and the experience of shopping was freeing in a sense, but ever since I had left the Red Room, I started feeling more human and experiencing more and more emotions, and to be honest, it was slightly thrilling. I went through the muggle malls first and that's when I found out that my favorite colors are dark colors like forest green and black and my style is extremely emo. I even got my ears and lips pierced. Afterwards, I went back into Diagon Alley and went shopping for robes of every variety causal, dress, formal, everything. Once I was done, I called Missy to come get my bags and put them up in my closet and then I went to go get ice cream at a wonderful little parlor. Across the street from the ice cream parlor was a wand shop called Ollivanders, but every single wand in there had the trace on it, why would anyone want that? Once I got in London I knew I had to get a wand, or else I'd be extremely suspicious, but I didn't want the trace, even if I was never going to use outside of the public. I asked around like the train assassin I was, and I soon found out about a wand shop in Knockturn Alley that made wand specially for the wielders.
I decided to go there once I was done with Diagon Alley, Knockturn Alley didn't scare me one bit, unlike most of the wizards and witches who shopped in Diagon Alley apparently who avoided the place like the Black Plague. The store wasn't even deep inside the alley, so it didn't take long to get to my destination, on the outside it looked abandoned except for a small sign in the window that said, 'Wand Smith,' and that's it. 'Lovely,' I thought and walked inside looked as dark and dirty as the outside with only a dusty counter with a candle on it to greet you. Looking at the wall behind the counter I noticed that there was a black curtain that blended in the wall so well, I hadn't even noticed it until a tall, brown haired man strode through.
"Hello miss." He said with a thick french accent.
"I need a wand." I said getting right the point, I had time for niceties, but I didn't care that much.
"Follow me." He said, pulling back the curtain for me to walk through. The back was completely different from the grungy front. The floors were a dark wood, nice and polished and the walls were a light sunset orange, a color I would not expect for a place like this. there were dark wood shelves, upon shelves full of substances unknown to me, only labeled by nondescript plaques saying things like, 'woods' and 'liquid cores,'.
"You must reach out with your magic and find the things that call out to you the most." The man said and I did so, walking up and down the shelves for what seemed like an eternity. For my woods , my magic picked Ash, Elm, and Hawthorn, I thought you could only use one wood per wand, but I guess not. Then for cores I picked Dementors blood, Basilisk fang, and a Lynx whisker. To the surprise of both the wand maker and myself, I also picked a gem, a sizable onyx.
"Curious, gems and stones are usually only used for staffs You must be very powerful to draw the power of a gem like the onyx. I think you'll need a staff, which I do make, but it does cost a bit more." I contemplated it for a second, if it's what suited me best, I had the money for it, so why not?
"I have the money, but what I'm concerned about is, can it turn into a wand and is there a charm to make it come back to me if I happened to lose it?"
"Yes, that is entirely possible, now, would you like me to make you the staff?" He asked.
"Yes, I would."
"Okay, I shall be done within the next two days. Good day."
"Good day." I went back to the castle after that to eat dinner and then spend the rest of the day exploring the famous library.
H-H-H
The day before my staff was ready, I was in my private study reading a book I had plucked from one of the many bookshelves the day prior when I heard an owl pecking at the window. Looking up over the top of my book, I looked over the large barn owl with immediate suspicion, no one knew where I was except for the staff maker, but I was to pick up the staff from him later today. I sent a pulse through the wards, scanning the owl of any curses, but the only thing on the owl was a tracking charm so I deemed it harmless along with the letter.
I let the owl inside, grabbing the letter and giving it some food and water while I looked over the letter. Bright emerald ink, that was an interesting choice.
Lady Anastasia Victoria Pervelle-Ravenclaw-Slytherin-Lefay-Romanov
Master Bedroom
Lefay Castle
Holyhead, South East Wales
Well, whoever it was knew exactly where I slept. Flipping it over, I reconised that seal, it was Hogwarts. I remembered James and Lily telling Charlus about Hogwarts and ho much trouble he'd cause and how much he'd learn. I used dream about them talking to me in the same manner, but it never happened, they never thought I'd get in, I don't even think they knew I had magic. I took a deep breath to null the deep wave of past emotions that tried to over come me, and broke the wax seal, pulling out the thick pieces of parchment.
Dear Lady Anastasia Victoria Pervelle-Ravenclaw-Slytherin-Lefay-Romanov,
We are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted into Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Please find enclosed a list of necessary books and equipment.
Term begins September 1st. We await your owl no later than July 31st.
Yours Sincerely,
Minerva McGonagall
I was astonished, this was real? I was going to Hogwarts? Checking the date, I noticed that I needed to reply in about a week, but I had already decided, I was going. I may be starting in my third year, but I didn't care, I'm sure I was already NEWT level, but it was all about the experience really. I sent the owl back with my reply and looked at the supply list, good, I already had most of the tings, all I needed was my wand which I was leaving to get in about thirty minutes. I quickly got ready, grabbing my coin purse and shadow traveled to the shop I had visited only two days prior.
"Ah, you're here." The man said, looking at me with a certain excitement.
"I've come to collect my staff, I have the money." He went in the back and brought up a long, white staff, laced with black that reminded me pleasantly of a negative of my wings with a large onyx sitting at the top.
"I must say, this really was a challenge, but I had finally, gotten the elements to mend together in perfect harmony." The wand maker said with an almost dazed voice, looking at my staff in admiration.
"How much?" I asked, snapping him out of it.
"1,000 galleons." I dumped the coins out in his hand, plus tip, and left. As soon as I picked up my staff, I felt a rush of power in my veins and an instant connection with what was previously just a piece of wood. I shrunk it down and placed it inside my pocket, walking out and going back to the castle. One of the pluses of it being a staff is that staffs can double as a weapon, so I started training with it in the dueling rooms at my disposal.
H-H-H
It was almost my birthday, or at least I think. Seeing as I'm not the Potters child anymore I don't know when it is, hell, I could've been born in May for all I know! I decided to settle the question and go to the main wizarding hospital, St. Mungos, where they were bound to have my birth certificate. Getting up I quickly shadow traveled there, wrinkling my nose at the sharp smell of bleach and sterilization. Everything was so white, but I guess that could be expected for a muggle hospital, but come on, we're wizards here, at least change the wall colors or something! I walked up to the receptionist desk to see a kind looking wizard sitting behind it.
"Hello miss, how may I help you?" He asked, habit I bet.
"I would like my birth certificate."
"Okay, I'll just need a name please." To my surprise, he had a computer, I guess this hospital was more advanced then the world it cared for, it even had really lights instead of candles.
"Try Anastasia Victoria Romanov." I thought back to my mothers name, Barton wasn't on the inheritance list so if I'm registered in the wizarding world then it's under my mothers maiden name.
"Ah, I've found you, it'll be out in about five minutes if you'll just sit there."
"Thank you." I was slightly nervous, but I didn't know why it's not like I wasn't even British or anything. Five minutes later exactly, the kind receptionist called me up and gave me a large, manila envelope I'm guessing contained my birth certificate. I quickly shadow traveled back to my castle, changing back into my pajamas like always, I sat in my study and open the envelope.
Anastasia Victoria Romanov
Birth Date: July 22nd, 1980
City: New York City, New York
I hate being right. New York? I'm American? Christ, if I ever meet my real parents there's going to be questions unless I fake my accent, but that would be lying. I put my birth certificate aside and looked down at the list of Hogwarts supplies, I had gotten all of it, even the robes. All except for a pet, I'd never had one of those, unless you count my godfather, Sirius who would turn into Padfoot sometimes. Thinking of my father figure as a small child, I clutched slightly at the small onyx wolf that hung around my neck, thinking of all the great times I had with him and wondering where he could be now. Snapping out of it, I looked back over at my birth certificate realizing my birthday was today.
I decided why not get a pet, so I got dressed once more and traveled to Knockturn Alley, any pet I wanted wasn't in the light alley and I was sure of it. I walked around for what seemed like hours trying to find a pet I really wanted, but nothing really connected. For letters and packages I got a large raven because they're actually stronger, faster, and more efficient than owls and then stepped into one of the last pet shops in the alley hopping for some kind of luck. It was dreary, but that was to be expected, there were towers of cages of every kind of animal imaginable, illegal or not. I walked around for a bit, looking at the cages of dogs foaming at the mouths and rats scratching at their glass walls, why would someone come here for a pet? Everything here looked like it was going to kill you if you came within a foot of it. I heard screaming in the back and decided to leave, but as soon as I walked out I heard a feline scream and a slammed door from the alley next to the shop. I rushed to the aid of the little kitten and looking closer at him, I noticed he was a lynx. I felt the need to save him for some reason, so, I took hi back to the castle and personally cared for the lynx making sure he was healthy and clean. He really was beautiful with white fur, patterned with various dark dots and stripes.
"Hello." I said when he opened his icy blue eyes that reminded me of winter.
"Hello." I nearly jumped a foot in the air, looking down at the small kitten in front of me.
"You can talk?" I asked softly, this was so cliche, but there wasn't really much I could do about it.
"No, not really, but you can here me? How peculiar, that only occurs in familiars, but they're extremely rare." Thinking about it, I had read somewhere about the two soul, the soul of a human and of a beast uniting as one called the familiar bond.
"Lets just say you're really my familiar, can I keep you? You're really cute and I've never had a pet before and this beyond exciting." I was spazzing, I could tell, but he was so cute, Christ, why?
"Yes, you may keep me, my name is Zeno, what's yours?" Yes! I would never miss treat him in anyway, he would a have good life with me and I will murder anyone who even looks at him the wrong way.
"I'm Anastasia, but you can call me whatever you like."
"Hmm, I'll call you Tasia, I like that nick name for you." Oh my lord, I was going to die, my lynx just gave me a nick name. I was suddenly extremely grateful for the years of assassin training because if I didn't have that I would be running around and screaming from excitement. We talked for the rest of the evening, telling each other about our lives and then we ate dinner together, it really was one of the best times I've had in a while. I left Zeno in my room while I took a quick bath and got dressed for bed and when I came back he was snuggled up in my sheets fast asleep. I couldn't move him even if I wanted to, it was probably the best place he's slept in a while seeing as I got him from the alley of a run down pet shop.
