Thank you all for your wonderful comments. I read all your geusses and I must say, they were pretty good. This story is surprising even me. It is going a totally different way then I originaly planned.
Now, on to Chapter Two!
P.S. I don't own Harry Potter, but I do own the charectors made up in this fic.
P.S.S This is finally done! The next time you'll see a chapter it will be chapter three!
I just stared at my letter unblinking. It had said the name
Miss Potter, not Miss Weasley, which is what we had gone by since before
I could remember. Somehow, I knew this was true.
"So, now do you believe us
Andy?" Mom asked. "Is this proof enough?"
"Definently," My brother said.
"Just answer me one question."
"I'll see if I can," My father
said.
"Why have you kept this a
secret from us? If you were a wizard and a witch, why hide the truth from us?"
"It was hard, especially on us. But it was for a good
reason," My father's face became very dark. "You see, when we lived In Britain
Voldemort attacked. We had to protect you, and ourselves so we left and went
into hiding here in U.S.A. Now, Voldemort had disappeared after a few years,
and we decided to stay here, we liked it. At Midwest you will use your real
last name, not Weasley. Besides, no one uses his or her real name in the muggle
world. They always change their name."
"So technically, we're still not safe?" I asked.
"No, we're not. Voldemort is still out there, but he is
slowly dying. He was unable to gain immortality, and therefore is vulnerable.
But I want you to go to school and enjoy yourself. If anything happens to us,
you will go to Hogwarts and stay with your cousins."
"So we have cousins? Another secret kept?" I asked again.
"For your own protection. Don't worry, I'm sure you'll meet
them someday." Mom winked at Dad. They knew something I did not, that bugged
me.
"Mom, I have one more question. Are John, Katey, Jeff, and
Amber magic folk too?" Andy asked.
"Yes, they are, although I'm not sure about Katey. She might
be muggle. Amber is moving this year, and won't be going to your school. So
John and Jeff will be at your school."
"Go up to bed kids, tomorrow
we'll go and buy your school supplies." Mom said, watching us leave the room.
~.~.~.~.~.~.~
It was seven o'clock the next morning
when Dad came in to wake me up. I opened my eyes slightly, and saw him throwing
open the black curtains. I moaned and turned on my side away from the window. I
heard my dad laugh. "Come on Alex, time to wake up. You don't want to miss out
on getting your school supplies! I promise you it will be fun!"
"What can be fun about
shopping? I'm not the mall type Dad. Just give me a pair of comfy jeans and a
baggy shirt and I'll be fine."
"Ah, this is different. You
have to buy a uniform. Besides, it'll be fun. Trust me."
I sighed and sat up, my long
red hair tangled. My thick bangs were sticking up on end. Dad laughed. "What?"
I asked.
"You remind me of Ron," He said. "You're just like him."
"No, I'm not. From what I can guess, he was more like Andy.
I'm no jock."
"Yeah, but you're not a girly-girl either, are you?"
"I guess not." I climbed out of bed, my nightshirt falling
above my knees. "I'll be down in a minute Dad."
He left and I shut the door and locked it. I changed into a
pair of slightly baggy blue jeans and a slightly tight green t-shirt. I didn't
have anything else to wear. I sat in front of my mirror and brushed out my
hair. It began to frizz. "Ah man..." I said to myself, annoyed. "Now it'll be
frizzy all day." I pulled it back into a ponytail and ran down stairs.
A pair of groggy faces greeted me. Mom was looking sick,
like she had just thrown-up and Andy was falling asleep, his head inches from
his bowl of cereal, his bangs already brushing the top of the milk. "Mom? Are
you ok?" I asked, getting a glass of orange juice from the fridge.
"Yeah, I'm fine. Just an upset stomach, that's all." She
took out a thin stick from her pocket. I looked at it for a minute and then
assumed it was a wand. She tapped the frying pan and eggs began cooking. "You
don't mind if I use magic, do you? I'm not feeling up to cooking eggs for you
this morning."
"Nah, that's ok. I'd like to see some." I said. I sat down
at my seat across from Andy and poked him with my finger. He jumped and glared
at me.
"Don't do that Alex." He said, mumbling as he began to fall
asleep again.
Dad walked in and
saw mom sitting down while the eggs cooked themselves and then floated down on
a plate and landed in front of me. "Ah, not a good morning huh? Well, as soon
as you're all finished, we can leave." He greeted, and left for the living
room.
I finished my food, took care of my plate and ran into the living room to see what he was doing. He was making a fire in the fire place! In the middle of June! He didn't have any wood, I could tell, and was about to wave his wand when I walked in. "Hi there Alex." I sat down next to him. "You want to give it a try?" He asked, turning to me. I looked back at him, confusion crossing my face. He handed me the wand in his hand. "Now, take this and say Blazorona[1] while waving it in the fire place."
I felt like a moron. "OK...Um..." I waved the wand over the fireplace and said "Blazorona." Sparks started, but that was it. It made me feel even more stupid and I blushed, making my face match my hair.
"Not bad, not bad at all for your first try. You'll get better when you start learning." He took the wand back and said it himself, a roaring fire began almost instantly.
"Are we ready to go? Do you have everything? Your shoes? Your jacket?" Mom asked. We all nodded. She took a flower pot from off the mantel and peered into it. "We're almost out. Looks like we'll have to get some more while we're out." She took a bit of powder from the flower pot. Mom and Dad once told me I had knocked it over by accident when I was three and attempted to eat the poweder. I was sick for a week after that, my dad said. "Now, we're going to travel by floo powder."
"How do we travel by floo
powder?" I asked.
By eating it! Andy
laughed. It was him! I could tell by his laugh. So it was true that twins had a
telepathic link.
Oh shut up! I was three! I
snapped back at him. And if Dad hadn't come in you would have eaten it too!
Grrrrrr...
Stop growling at me! It's
impolite!
Shut up!
You!
Make me!
"Stop fighting you two!" Mom yelled.
"How did you know we were
fighting?" I asked, sticking my tongue at Andy.
"I'm your mother, I know such things." She started a fire in
the fireplace. After a minute or two, she tossed the powder into the fire,
causing it to turn green and burn very high. "Now, you just walk in and say
where you want to go. Andy, take Alexia's hand and go together so you're not
scared and you don't get separated. I remember when your father of course was
so scared his first time he ended up in Knocturn Alley instead of Diagon
Alley."
"Oh come on, it wasn't my
fault. I didn't grow up with it as common transportation." Dad said, scratching
his head.
I took my brother's hand in mine and nodded.
"Say Michigan Gringotts, and
you should get there," Dad grabbed a large pouch and two smaller ones. "I'll
follow you through. If you get lost, then just get up, look around and stay
put."
We stepped into the fire. I
was scared, but it didn't hurt, in fact, it tickled. "Michigan Gringotts!" I
shouted. I attempted to open my eyes, but I felt dizzy as I saw fireplaces zoom
past me.
It stopped quickly and I fell
forward, loosing my grip on my brother's hand. "Ow, I hit my elbow," I whined.
"That's nothing, I hit my
knee," He replied.
"We had better move; Mom and
Dad could be coming any second."
"Wait, are we in Michigan
Gringotts?" Andy asked, as we stepped from the fireplace.
"Yup, sure are," I said as Mom
appeared in the fireplace. Dad came through a moment later, his hair ruffled,
revealing his scar.
"Now Alexia, Andrew, we'll get our money and then we'll get
your stuff." She pulled out the list of stuff. "Ah yes..." And she read it out
loud.
MIDWEST ACADEMY
Of MAGIC
~-~-~-~-~-~
UNIFORMS
First-year students will require:
1. Three sets of plain work robes (forest green, black trim)
2. One plain pointed hat (forest green, black trim)
3. One pair of protective gloves (dragon hid or similar)
4. One winter cloak (forest green with gold fastenings)
5. Two sets of dress robes (color of your choice)
Please note that all students' clothes should carry nametags
COURSE BOOKS
All students should have a copy of each of the following:
The Standard Book of Spells (Grade 1) by Miranda Goshawk
A History of Magic by Bathilda Bagshot
A Beginers' Guide to Transfiguration by Emeric Switch
One Thousand Magical Herbs and Fungi by Phllyida Spore
Magical Drafts and Potions by Arsenius Jigger
Fantastic Beats and Where to Find Them by Newt Scamander
The Dark Arts: How to Protect Yourself by Harry James Potter
OTHER EQUIPMENT
1 wand
1 cauldron (pewter, standard size 2)
1 set of glass or crystal phials
1 telescope
1 set bass scales
Students may also bring an owl AND a cat OR a toad
PARENTS ARE REMINDED THAT FIRST YEARS ARE ALOUD THEIR OWN BROOMSTICKS. HOWEVER, USING THEM IS PROHIBITED UNTIL THEY HAVE RECIEVED PERMISSION FROM THE TEACHERS
"Wow, things don't change much
in different countries, do they?" Dad said as she finished reading the list.
"We had the same books when I was a student."
"Where do we get our money?" I
asked. "You didn't bring any money, did you?"
"No, we'll get it at the bank.
Which is where we are." Mom took us out of the special fireplace room. I looked
around; the place was huge! The whole building was made of white marble. But
that wasn't surprised the most. The place was run by goblins! Like the goblins
from the books Mom and Dad bought for Andy and me when we were little. She
spread her arms out for dramatic effect. "This is the Michigan branch of
Gringotts Bank!"
"Wow!" Andy and I whispered.
We were silent as we took the trip to our bank vault, silent as we gazed upon
the amount of money, and silent as Mom explained the bronze coins were Knuts,
the silver ones were Sickles, and the gold ones were Galleons. There are
twenty-nine Knuts to a Sickle and seventeen Sickles to a Galleon. Dad took out
a bag of money and then took out enough to fill the smaller bags.
The next moment we spoke was
when we had gotten back on the busy street. There were families all over the
place walking. Children were laughing and lugging packages around. Mom turned
to us. "Now Alexia, Andrew, this money is for you." She handed us each a bag.
"You may spend it as you like. Save some though, you'll need it for the ride
there." She turned to my father. "Now, why don't you go look at the "candy" and
I'll take them to get their robes." She winked at Dad.
Andy and I and followed mom as she headed down the street toward a shop
called Madam Douglas's Wizard Robes for All Occasions! I looked around at the
people around me. Many of the adults were wearing robes of all different
colors. The kids were all wearing muggle stuff.
We walked into the shop. A
woman greeted us. "New students huh? Going to Midwest are you?" We shook our
heads vigorously. She looked at us curiously[2].
"I met some people a little while ago, looked just like you." She led me to a
room and I climbed up on the stool. She looked at me, most likely deciding what
color I looked best in for my dress robes. The woman left to retrieve the
fabric.
There was an older girl next
to me who was being sized too. She looked at me, "What's your name? Mine's
Danielle." She asked. She had a pale-like face and blonde hair. She looked
familiar. I thought I knew her from somewhere.
"Alexia, but my friends call
me Alex," I answered. "Are you going to Midwest?"
"Yeah, my dad's getting my
supplies and my mom's getting my books. My little brother John's being fitted
in another room." She sounded too board.
"John?"
"Yeah, John."
Two women came back into the
room, carrying cloth in their arms. While we were being sized, Danielle and I
continued talking.
"I really want to get a good
racing broom," Danielle said and she held her arms out as they were measured.
"The firebolts are really good."
"Hmm.." I answered.
"Yeah, it's so good, they
haven't been able to come out with a better model. But it's really expensive
and no one can afford them. The Nimbus 2500 is pretty good, almost as good as
the Firebolt and less expensive. Do you have your own broom?"
"Nope."
"Ever played Quidditch or Quod
before?"
"Nope, I'm not the athletic
type."
"What
a pity. I'm hoping to get into Erie. It's supposed to be the equivalent of
Slytherin and that was my old house. My parents had to go through a lot of
trouble to get me to go to Hogwarts, but they decided to keep me over here this
year. I'm a third
year. My brother's starting his first year. You are too, aren't you?"
"Yeah."
"What house do you think
you'll get in? I would hate it if I get into Huron, they're annoying little
happy people. By the way, what's your last name?"
I was glad I was done, because
I really didn't want to answer anymore of her questions. I took my bag of robes
and headed out front. Andy was standing there, a bag in his hands, and a look
of shock on his face.
What's wrong? I asked
him.
John was here, John Turner.
He told me his older sister was here too, but I never knew he had a sister.
"Mom, what's wrong?" I asked,
as I noticed she was glaring at Danielle and John's father.
"Draco Malfoy. Those are his
kids." She muttered.
"But their last name isn't
Malfoy, it's Turner." I said.
"No, that's their mother's
last name. Never thought they'd come here." She turned her gaze away and led us
outside. Dad was waiting with a huge grin on his face. He whispered something
in her ear and she turned, stunned in the direction he had pointed. I looked as
well.
There was a small group of
people. Four adults and six kids. All but two with flaming red hair, and those
who didn't have it were the only females, a woman and a young girl about ten.
The man with red hair who did not have an identical twin looked back at us. His
eyes full of surprise and his mouth fell open. "Harry?" He called, his voice
unbelieving. The group fell silent and looked at us.
The woman with brown hair smiled and practically squealed in delight, ran and embraced my mom and dad. "I've missed you guys so much."
Well, I was going to write more, but this sounded like a good place to stop. I'm working on Chapter Three as we speak.
P.S. I read in the new Quidditch Through The Ages that Quod is a popular sport in the wizarding world over here in the U.S.
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