American Witch: Part 2
A/N: I'm BAAAAAA-AAAAAAAACK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Hahahahahaha! I have come to terrorize you all! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!! Um…sorry about that.
Okay, I'll just recap the important stuff in the first part, since I haven't been writing about this for a while: Kara Ramirez first went to Hogwarts in her second year, made some friends, blah blah blah, found a prophecy, found a diary, turned 13and now she's going to turn fourteen near the end of this part. Oh God…and I'm not choosing to explain that last statement! Sorry!
Hopefully, I'll go slower here. And I know Kara probably acts younger than she is…but I like writing about weird characters.
I'm going to put this in third-person! Yay for the exit of the journal! Haha…I know that's what the readers are thinking…
And if by any chance, my supposed FRIENDS are still reading this story…FOR GOD'S SAKE, GET OFF!!!!!!!!! I DON'T WANT YOU TEASING ME ABOUT IT!!!!!!
But I'm not anywhere near that worried about people on the Internet, so the rest of you, go ahead and read! Even if it is the worst written crap on the Internet…… ^_^
Disclaimer: Okay, the HP characters belong to JK Rowling, if I put any in this story. Very good chance that I will, since I already have some in there…and the rest belong to me! Well, some of them are based on people I know…but they belong to me anyway! ^_^ They don't come from other people's writing! And I'll leave the rest for surprises! If there's something belonging to someone else that I happen to put in, I'll put it in the disclaimer in the next chapter.
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Chapter 1: Summer
Kara Ramirez sat on her bed one night, restless. Where was that owl? She'd even taken the screen off the window so it could fly through, and it still wasn't here! It should be coming any day now. It was August 1st. Just a month till school started. Perhaps it was slow and old. She hadn't seen it yet, since she'd gotten her letter from a house elf last year.
Last summer, a house elf named Binky had come up to her door and given her an invitation to come to Hogwarts, which was, in her opinion, the best school of magic in the world. She was so lucky to have gone there. She lived in the United States, and if she hadn't been late in showing her magic, she would've gone to a school there. Not Hogwarts.
Now she would get her invitation to start third year, in just a couple of days, but that damn owl! Where was it?
Just as she was thinking "damn owl" once again, a snowy white owl flew in and dropped an envelope onto her bed.
"Well, gee, thanks," she said to it. "You were so fast."
It didn't answer her, but it glared at her with its fierce yellow eye and flew up onto her dresser.
"Hey, watch it," Kara said. "You could break something and my mom would kill me, or perhaps you, and I'd have to explain to the people at Hogwarts why you were dead, or my friends would have to explain why I was dead."
The owl stared at her coldly, but flew off the dresser, settling onto the chair by her desk instead.
"Thank you," Kara said. Turning on the lamp, she picked up the envelope to open it, and the owl flew out the window.
"Good riddance," she called to it. Then she looked down at her envelope, and saw an address in sky-blue ink.
Miss K. Ramirez
The Penguin Bedroom
8499 Garden Drive
San Antonio, Texas
United States
It was here! It was finally here! She ripped the envelope open excitedly, and a letter fell onto her lap.
Dear Miss Ramirez,
Please note that the new school year will begin on September the first. The Hogwarts Express will leave from King's Cross Station, Platfrom Nine and Three-Quarters, at 11 AM.
Third years are permitted to visit the village of Hogsmeade on certain weekends. Please give the enclosed permission form to your parent or guardian to sign.
A list of books for next year is enclosed.
Sincerely,
Minerva McGonagall
Kara pulled out the permission form for Hogsmeade excitedly. Cool! Wasn't that a wizarding village, all magic? Oh, it would be so great to go there.
Kara thought that she might have a little trouble convincing her mom to let her go, and so she turned off the lamp, and went to sleep with a satisfied smile. Another year at Hogwarts.
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The next morning, Kara woke up with the sun shining on her face. Oh God. She'd left the window open. She lay in her bed for a few minutes, then got up slowly and closed the window.
With a bang, she remembered that she was going to try to convince her mom to sign the form today. She descended the staircase slowly, laying a hand on the banister to keep herself upright. She was always kind of clumsy in the morning.
Her mom was already in her office, working away. She wouldn't be happy about the interruption; Kara knew that. But oh well. She had to ask sometime.
"Um, Mom?" she said.
Her mother looked up with a tired look on her face.
The dog, Storm, jumped up and put its paws on her. They'd had the dog for a while. It was always near her mother.
"Hi, Storm!" Kara said sweetly, the dog's paws down gently. Storm was a nice-looking dog, with her silvery-gray fur. Total strangers often commented on it when her mother and the dog were out on walks. Kara petted her a couple more times, then remembered her purpose.
"Mom, I got my letter from Hogwarts yesterday night."
"What?" her mother said.
"Hogwarts. H-O-G-W-A-R-T-S. And nothing to do with hogs or warts."
"Oh. That school with those…wizards and witches…"
"Yes. That one." Kara said sweetly. "Okay, my point is, there was this permission form. See, I'm in third year, and third years are allowed to go to Hogsmeade, which is this wizarding village. Could you please sign the permission form?"
"Well…I'm not sure…"
"Mom!" Kara cried, thinking she might not be able to go.
"Will there be adult supervision?"
"Of course!" Kara wasn't actually quite sure if there was, but it wouldn't hurt for her mother to think that. "I think a professor or something has to lead the way to the village. And it's not very far from Hogwarts anyway."
"Well…" her mother said, weakening.
"Please, please, please!"
"Okay…fine, I'll sign it in a little while. I have to work right now…"
"Thanks, Mom," Kara said brightly. "You're the best mother in the world!"
Then she skipped out to get her breakfast.
***
After she finished her breakfast, she ran upstairs to get the form, barely pausing for breath as she ran downstairs again.
"Okay, here Mom. Here's the form," Kara said as she ran into the office. Storm jumped on her again.
"Okay okay, down, Storm," Kara said, petting the dog as she handed the form to her mother. "Just sign right there." She pointed to a place on the form.
"Right," her mother said, looking up from her work. Kara handed her a pen. Her mother signed, and Kara hugged her.
"Gracias, Mamá," said Kara, thanking her in Spanish, then ran out of the room in excitement.
"You forgot the form, Kara!" her mother called.
Kara stopped in her tracks, blushed, although there was no one to see her blush, and went to retrieve the form.
***
The next day, Amanda came over to Kara's house, and the two sat on Kara's bed, planning for Hogwarts.
"So, you think we should tell anybody about the kitchens, Kara?" Amanda asked, grinning. Amanda had found the kitchens at Hogwarts last year, and shown Kara where they were.
"Hell, yeah!" Kara said, also grinning. "How about…Elena?"
"That'll work."
Then, Kara got serious. "And…what do you think we should do about…you know, Jenny Chapman?"
"Jenny who?"
Kara nearly screamed in exasperation. "Jenny Chapman! I can't believe you! You've forgotten in a few weeks! She's that Seer with the diary!"
"I was just kidding…" Amanda said, grinning. "And that's a weird name. Sounds like you're about to say 'chapstick'. Well, I don't know…Burn her diary?"
"No, we will not burn her diary, because you know that prophecy's in it!"
"Oh yeah," Amanda muttered. "That thing…Well, I still don't know. I guess, just keep our eyes open and investigate whoever looks like they might be one of those people."
"Well, yeah, I know that," Kara complained, "but I feel so useless, not doing anything."
"Get over it," Amanda said, a small smile on her face.
And Kara shut up.
After a minute of silence, Kara said quietly, "We can talk about it all more when we see Elena at Hogwarts, I guess."
"Yeah," Amanda said uncomfortably.
"Well, anyway…You wanna go watch a movie or something?" Kara said, trying to change the subject.
"Um…okay!" They ran down the stairs, talking about which movie to watch.
***
A week later, Kara looked over at the house across the street while typing something on the computer. She jumped in the chair a second later and stared. Was that…green smoke, coming out of the chimney?
Kara saved her typing hurriedly and ran lightly across the street to the neighbor's house. She rang the doorbell, wringing her hands nervously.
There was a pause, and she heard someone say something. Then, the door opened, and a woman, the mother of the girl who lived there, looked at her.
Kara smiled faintly. Her mouth was dry. She hadn't talked to these people in a while. "Uh…well…was it just me, or did I see green smoke coming out of your chimney…?"
"Hm?" Marie's mother stared at her. Kara saw some emotion flash across her face. Was it…fear? Confusion? Panic? Kara was confused. "Well, no, I…guess it was just you…" Marie's mother said.
Kara suddenly saw something behind her back. A…wand? A wand? She had a wand! "Is that a wand?" she said in a hesitant voice. "Because…"
"Oh, what?" Kara definitely saw the panic on her face this time. "Oh, this?" she laughed, taking it out from behind her back. "It's just…"
But whatever the woman was going to say, Kara knew it was a real wand. It didn't look fake like the kind of wands that magicians tapped on their hats just before they pulled a rabbit out…
"I'm a witch!" Kara burst out. Her eyes suddenly got a little bigger. Had she just interrupted somebody she'd barely ever talked to? And with that statement?
Marie's mother stopped, confused. Then, she relaxed. "Oh, you are? That scared me for a minute! In that case, the green smoke was just some Floo Powder."
"Where are you going?"
"Wizard bank. I need some money."
"Oh. Okay."
"What school of witchcraft do you go to, Kara?"
"Hogwarts."
"Oh, really?" The woman peered at her. "Why?"
"I was late showing any signs of magic, and nobody suspected it of me. I'm Muggle-born…"
"Who's Muggle-born?" Marie showed up at the door. She was a girl of about 9 or 10 years of age with long and curly dark brown hair. "…You?"
"Yes…" Kara said uncomfortably. She used to be okay friends with Marie, when she was younger, but they'd had some fight. Perhaps Marie didn't remember. Kara hardly remembered herself. But then, of course, Kara had the worst memory in the world. "I'm a witch. I was just talking about Hogwarts…"
Marie looked interested. "Do you go to Hogwarts?"
"Yeah…It's fun. When are you going to start learning spells and stuff?"
"Um…" Marie paused. "When I turn eleven. I'm going into fifth grade this year."
"So you're going in a year. Have fun."
"Thanks," Marie said shyly.
"Well, I'd better be leaving now before my mom starts wondering where I am…" Kara said slowly. "Bye!" She walked back across the street.
When she got home, she smiled, leaning against the door. There were other wizards and witches, or at least witches, in the area. In fact, they were right across the street.
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-Hermione2
