Title: Welcome to my life
By: FallenArchAngel47
Disclaimer: Things to say or do to confuse the judge in court…if you are convicted of stealing a story..
H- Have you hugged your hobo today?
A- AHHHHHHHH! THE SOCKS AND THE GREEN MONKEYS HAVE COME! (This may get you landed in the insane asylum…but hey…free jello!)
R- Row row row your boat gently down the stream…throw the Author's attorney over board and listen to him scream. Five days later floating down the Delaware chewing on his underwear wish he had another pair 10 days later eaten by a polar bear and that's how the polar bear died… (Of course this may get you into more trouble…)
R- Ronald Mcdonald…is your father…all…bow down…before the powerful…Ronald Mcdonald…
Y- You!…Not you…you!…Hi.
P- PMS! …DO NOT INVOKE THE WRATH OF THE PMS-ING WOMAN…or…man…
O- Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh Who lives in a pineapple under the see Sponge bob square pants!
T- Truth or dare!…and if you pick truth you are a sissy…(and if they should pick dare…dare them to let you free…)
T- Tap dance…spontaneously…start tap dancing…and claim someone used the imperious curse on you…
E- Eat the bailiff…as long as the bailiff isn't me…
R- Rotate your head around if you can…oh…and puke…while doing this…this may get you exercised…but still…
Chapter 3
Draco Malfoy. Yes, Draco Malfoy. "Watch where you're going you filthy little mud blood." He said glaring down at her. She stood up and dusted herself off. "Sorry sir…" she muttered. She pulled her hood back up. "Don't put your hood up in the presence of a superior." He snapped. She pulled her hood down and looked down. "Sorry for my insolence sir…" she said. Draco rolled his eyes. "Yeah whatever." He said. He smirked at her. "Excuse me sir…but…if you wouldn't mind moving…I need to get into Flourish and Blots…" Draco moved aside. "Thank you…" she whispered. "Can't wait to see you later…" he said. He smirked. She walked inside quietly and looked around curiously. Draco walked back inside and walked over to a stack of books, pretending to be interested in them. He was watching her, in truth. She looked down and sighed, observing her list. " 'Scuse me…miss?" came an unfamiliar voice to her ears. She looked up and saw three teenagers standing there, her age, one with unruly dark blonde hair, she was a girl, and the only one out of the three and brown eyes, another with fiery red hair and brown eyes, and one with black hair and green eyes.
"…Yes?" she said quietly. "Would you happen to know where "Standard book of spells" by Miranda Goshawk is, would you?" the girl asked. Tammy shook her head. "Oh…well I'm Hermione Granger, this is Ronald Weasly, and Harry Potter." She spoke. "It's nice to meet you…" Tammy said quietly. "I'm Tamantha Myles…Tammy for short…" she whispered. She shook each of their hands with a sad smile. "I'm surprised she isn't freaking out Harry." Ron whispered to Harry. "Why would I?" she asked. "…It's Harry Potter…you know…the boy who lived…" Ron said blinking at Tammy. "Oh. I've heard of you." She said simply looking at Harry. "It's very nice to meet you…Harry." She spoke. She shook his hand. They blinked at her odd nature. Draco walked out from behind his books, and walked past them, he glared at Harry while doing so. "If you'll excuse me…" Tammy said. "I have to look for my books…" she continued. She walked away from them and did her shopping. "Maybe I could help?" Hermione said. Tammy held up the long list. "Oh my god, why so many books?" Hermione asked. "I have to take extra classes to make up for my first two years lost at Hogwarts." She said. "Wow…" Hermione asked. "What happened?" she asked. "…The letters got lost." She said.
In Olivanders Wand shop
"Ah! I have the perfect Wand for you!" Exclaimed Olivander. "Unicorn hair!" he spoke. Holding up a wand. "Go ahead, give it a wave." He said. She did, nothing happened. "Okay…" he spoke. He gave her another wand. Wand after Wand, didn't work, until he had about three boxes left, he paused…at a certain box. "…Let's try this…" he said. He pulled a box out, and handed the wand to her "I wonder…" he spoke. She took it, and it felt right within her hands. He looked at her, with curiosity. "I remember every wand I've ever sold, Ms. Myles…" he began. She looked up at him. "This wand… is a phoenix feather…and the very…feather…that gave two other feathers for two other wands…and only 2…now mind you…these things almost never happen… …yet Curious…why would you get the very same wand…" he spoke the last part rather to himself then her. "Um…sir…if you wouldn't mind…who…are the other two who have the feathers from the same bird as my wand…?" she asked. "That would be…Mr. Potter…and He who must not be named." He spoke. She winced hearing "He who must not be named." "What could you have to do with the entire thing?" he asked himself in particular looking at her. "You see…Ms. Myles…the wand chooses the wizard…and sometimes it may not be clear why...as it is in this situation." He spoke. She nodded, showing that she had been listening.
5pm that day
Tamantha skittered through the crowd, and up the steps of Gringotts with everything she needed. "You've got everything?" she asked. She paused seeing what else she had, a cat and an owl. "…You got pets…how did you afford this all?" she asked. "…I had money in my account mother." She said. Mrs. Myles wrinkled her nose at her daughter. "Mummy! It's not fair why does she get two pets while I only have Princess!" she said holding a white cat. "We'll get you another one…don't worry…" she said. "Now…we should get going, we cannot be late for this meeting." She said. "Where will we be going?" "The Leaky Cauldron." Her mother responded. "Sander…Chris…take our things home than meet us at the leaky Cauldron, you hear that?" Mrs. Myles spoke. Sander and Chris nodded, dragging the girl's things away, to find a fireplace. "Come Claire, Tamantha…" she said. She walked toward the Leaky Cauldron.
End chapter 3
Short again…but I'm bored…and I like having more chapters…okay leave me alone…anyway yeah…sorry…wait why did I say sorry? …Moving on…