Half of Two People
(I don't own any of the Harry Potter Characters or setting it all belongs to J.K. Rowling. I own my Blake, Naomi, and Derrick who are my own characters I made up along with how the plot goes. This story will not follow the books or the movies but they will have some parts that happen from them.)
*With the Professors later that night*
"Dumbledore this has never happened before." McGonogall said watching Dumbledore pace in his office with the other professors mumbling in agreement. All of them do not know what to do, they just could not understand how the sorting hat could not sort her into one of the four houses. "I'll try to get the sorting hat to tell me what it said to her and see what I can do. So everyone go get some rest I will keep you all informed," the other professors nodded saying their goodnights to Headmaster Dumbledore who pops a lemon drop in his mouth thinking on what to do.
Next day*
Her eyes open slowly memories of last night coming back "I made bathroom for you." Naomi nods "Thank You Hogwarts." Naomi could feel her smiling at her as she went inside the bathroom. Naomi took a bath and after she was done she puts on the uniform that every Hogwarts student has even if she was not sorted. She used the uniform as a way to move around the school even but instead of making it better it made it worse. The students called her names like Monster, freak, frankenstein, and etc. She has heard many which did not hurt as much as the spells that were thrown at her.
Naomi had to run through the hallways of Hogwarts every time she went out of her room to the library to get books she could use to learn since the professors still don't know what to do with her. Naomi has had only two things run and hide from the students who threw spells at her from Leg lock curse to Dolohov's curse which is not taught in Hogwarts. However, a student knows it and Naomi cannot tell who sent which spell if they all do it at the same time. "Not again Naomi this is getting out of hand they will kill you! So please fight back" Naomi shakes her head "I do not like fighting," " Well you won't not have to but they are hurting you." Naomi could not denied that as she was changing her bandages as Hogwarts spoke.
Naomi finishes fixing her bandages as a letter appears next to her. She picks it carefully not sure if it would explode or something she breaks the wax seal holding it close.
*In America at Naomi's home*
"What's wrong Honey?" Derrick asked seeing a deep worry look on Blake's face "I'm deeply worried about Naomi she has not contacted us. I know it would be dangerous especially when the students can perform magic. "Then write her a letter." Blake did not get a say in that as Derrick left the room after he said that. Derrick came back a few minutes later just as Blake finished writing the letter "What do you have in your hand?" he asked eyeing the small vile in Derrick hand "This potion will tell us in what emotional and physical state she is so we could pop in if anything is wrong and the results come back to us the moment she touches the letter. Blake nods in understanding giving him the letter which he pours the potion on it. The paper absorbs the potion leaving the paper dry as it started; Derrick seals the letter with a wax seal before giving it to their awaiting owl standing outside the open window. "Please take it to Naomi, Nebula." Nebula gave a nod of his head before leaving. "Now then sleep maybe you do need some stress relieving" Derrick smirked at poor Blake who shivered in anticipation of what is to come.
*Back to Hogwarts*
Letter read:
Naomi,
We have not heard from you in a week. Is everything okay? Sweetheart please tell us. Because we have not heard from you, your father putted a spell on this letter. It will tell us your state in which you are both emotional and physical, we did not want to do that but we are so worry. Especially when the kids might not only say words they can hurt you with spells.
Sincerely,
Dad and Father
'Oh no. I completely for to send them a letter.' She thought letting the letter fall from her hands knowing that she could not escape what happens next. A loud crack was heard as Dad and Father appeared in the room concern in their faces that only became worse as they saw Naomi with dirty bandages cover in blood around her. "I think saying I'm okay might not be the right word right now." "Which spells did they hit you with? Does the professors know what the students are doing to you?" Derrick lays his hand on Blake's shoulder saying, "Calm down. Questions and revenge later first we have to tend to Naomi." Blake nodded as he did a scan on her which told him which spells she was hit by, their effects, and the earlier spells which have been countered.
Derrick got to work on undoing the current spells on Naomi while Blake worked on her injuries and giving her painless potion to take away the pain. "How do you feel sweetie?" she gives Derrick a small smile "Much better than before" he nodded placing a kiss on top of her head. "The professors do they know what the other students are doing to you?" Naomi shakes her head pushing a strand of dark brown and half blond hair behind her ear as she spoke "No they are busy trying to figure out what to do with me because the sorting hat could not sort me." Blake's eyes widen not expecting that which now that he takes a look around they were most likely in a room that Hogwarts created for Naomi.
"What happens now?" she wonders looking down unable to hold the tears from escaping. Blake sits on her other side giving her a side hug along with Derrick who said, "Well Hogwarts is not the only magic school around," she glances at Derrick giving her a knowing smile "He is right. Its kind of my fault for wanting you to attend Hogwarts like we did." Naomi shakes her head "No I don't blame you dad. You and Father did not know I would not get sorted. I should have told you both earlier what was happening to me but I was so scare that the only thing in my head was to run. I know I should have stood up and defend myself but I" " We understand sweetie you don't have to explain yourself to us." Derrick said cutting her off. She nods and asks the question that has been pestering her from the moment the sorting hat told her. It could not sort her.