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Chapter 3 – The Metamorphmagus

Alexannah had her nose pressed up against the window of the Hogwarts Express as she caught the last glimpses of the speeding countryside, before they arrived at Hogwarts. Mia was straightening her robes and was sordidly staring at her reflection in a small looking glass Alexannah had lent her.

'Brown really doesn't suit me, does it?' Mia asked her after a few silent minutes of examining the overall effect her chestnut brown hair had on the rest of her looks.

'Even if it doesn't, there's nothing you can do otherwise.' Alexannah replied vaguely from the window. She was still absorbed in the scenery outside.

'Of course I can!' Mia said disdainfully. She shut her eyes tightly for a minute and –

'WHAT DID YOU DO?'

Alexannah was staring at Mia with her mouth wide open and a very confused expression on her pretty face.

'Reverted back to my normal appearance.' Mia replied coolly. She twirled a strand of her now-auburn hair daintily with her finger. 'What's wrong with that?'

Alexannah ignored her question. Instead she asked, 'You can change your appearance whenever you want?'

Mia nodded. 'Absolutely. It's really easy. I bet you can do it as well. You just close your eyes and concentrate really hard on what you want to look like-'

She broke off when she saw Alexannah's contemptuous expression. 'What?'

'You're a Metamorphmagus.'

'Excuse me?'

'You're a Metamorphmagus.' Alexannah repeated blankly. 'That is so cool.'

'Are you ever going to bother to tell me what a Morphymetamagus is?'

'Metamorphmagus. It means you can change your appearance at will. Metamorphmagi are really rare. You can't become one, you're just born like that.' Alexannah explained patiently.

'Right.'

'You are so lucky!'

Mia sighed. 'I thought everyone could do that.'

Alexannah shook her head.

'Wait!' she cried suddenly.

'What?'

'You're a Metamorphmagus, right?' Alexannah asked.

Mia nodded uncertainly. 'That's what you just told me.' she replied.

'Which means you have magical parents!' she concluded excitedly.

'How can you be so sure?' Mia queried. She was utterly baffled by her friend's sudden conclusion.

'My mother is a Healer at St. Mungo's, the wizarding hospital.'

Mia nodded. She had heard of St. Mungo's, though she could not clearly recollect where.

'When Metamorphmagi are born their hair colour changes rapidly almost every hour.' She explained good-naturedly. 'Imagine what a Muggle would think if his new-born's hair turns pink, and brown and…'

'Oh.' Mia replied, comprehension dawning across her pale face. She was slightly comforted by the fact that at least one of her parents had been a witch or wizard. It was not that she minded being a Muggle–born, she was still worried by the fact that she couldn't remember where she had been twenty-four hours ago.

'You'll remember.' Alexannah called from the window ledge.

A/N: I know the chapter is short, they next one is too. The fifth will be a bit long though, I'll put it up soon. Please review!