Bring on the Rain
Chapter 2: Goodbye America, Hello England
Spinning- everything was spinning. Rika began to feel sick so she closed her eyes to help. But only a few seconds later her feet hit the hard ground and she fell on her knees. She opened her eyes and blinked. This was definitely not a place she'd been to before- she wasn't sure if she was even in America! "Where in the world.?" she whispered. "Why hello dear! What are you doing out here at this time of night?" a voice called. Rika jumped off the ground and whirled around. There stood a lady who looked about her early 40's. She was wearing a pale blue dress that was down to her ankles, and had thin glasses that reflected her green eyes. "I suppose you came here to stay the night? Then come on in, we'll have to get you signed in." Rika stepped inside to two-story building. There were 3 chairs standing in various places on the hardwood floor. A fire was burning in the fireplace near where a tall desk stood. The lady walked over behind the desk and gestured her to come over. So she walked over, still dazed. The lady smiled as she pulled out some papers. "What's your name?" she asked. "Rika Matthews" she replied. That's when she noticed a sign hanging on the wall.
The Night Owl
"This must be a place for people to stay- like a hotel" Rika thought. "Age?" the lady asked again. "Sixteen" she answered, a little happier. At least she was away from her mother and sister- er, step mother and sister. "No adults with you? Oh dear. Well, since it's near the beginning of the school year, I'll let you stay." She sighed in relief. "Thank you so much. Now- this may seem kinda strange to you, but what city am I in?" "Why, you're in London! Have you never been here before?" the lady asked, smiling. Rika looked shocked. "I'm in London?" she thought. "Now, you need to get to bed! It's almost midnight you know. Here's your key- you'll be in room number 16, upstairs on the left. Don't worry- everything is clean. Off you go." The lady shooed. Rika walked upstairs and found door number 16. She opened it, and stepped inside to observe it. This room had blue walls with blue and white furniture. She quickly changed into her nightclothes that she had luckily grabbed from her room back at home. She got in the bed and soon fell asleep.
The next morning For once in her life, Rika woke up to the sunshine shining brightly through her window and the birds chirping outside. A knock was heard on the door as soon as she finished getting dressed. Today she was wearing jeans and a red short-sleeved shirt. She walked over to the door and unlocked it. She opened it to reveal the lady she had met last night. "Good morning," she greeted cheerfully. "Good morning," Rika replied. "Just to let you know, breakfast is being served downstairs. You can come down at any time," the lady informed. "Oh yes- you can call me Miss Karita," she added. "Thank you, Miss Karita. I'll just follow you then," Rika reposted. "Fine with me! Some of the other guests are already down there," said Miss Karita as they walked downstairs. When Rika finally hit the last step, she looked stunned. The bottom floor was barely anything like it was last night. The walls were painted gray and there were over 10 chairs and tables around the room. But the thing that surprised Rika the most was the people. They were all dressed in robes. Most of them were black, but some were other colors such as blue, magenta, red, and green. "What are these people wearing?" she asked herself, puzzled. "Well come on dear, let's get you some food." She followed Miss Karita over to a long, rectangular table that food she never seen before. "These England people sure eat some funky stuff." She muttered. She got a plate fool of various foods and found a table by herself in the corner. She sat down and watched people go in and out while drinking her pumpkin juice, which wasn't that bad. When she was almost finished, Miss Karita walked over to her table. "Here you go dear. You have some mail," she informed while dropping 2 envelopes on the end of the table and hurrying away. "Mail?" Rika asked out loud, confused. She picked up the 1st one. It was addressed:
Rika Matthews
The Night Owl
Room 16, London England "Who in the world?" she asked no one in particular. Rika opened the envelope and pulled out a piece of parchment paper. It read: Dear Miss Matthews, You have been accepted to go to Hogwarts, School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. You will find all of the items you will need attached on the other paper. Please come to Kings Cross, Platform 9 and ¾ on September 1st. The train leaves at exactly 11:00 AM. You will be joining the 6th years.
Professor McGonagall, "What kind of joke is this? Witchcraft? I'm not a witch," Rika rebuked aloud. "Maybe this next letter will make more sense." She opened the envelope. Not a chance. Dear Miss Rika, I know you must be puzzled at all of this sudden news. You are indeed a witch. I would much rather talk to you in person incase this letter is intercepted. Please come to school with all your supplies and I will be very happy to inform you about everything, even your mother's past. I hope to see you September 1st.
-Albus Dumbledore,
Headmaster "My- my mother? How does this dude know about my mother?" Rika asked, bewildered. She sighed. "I guess there's only one way to find out. I'll go to this school called Hogwarts and see what this is all about. At least I'm not going home!" she added on a happier note. She gathered her things and walked back upstairs to her room, reading the list of things she needed to get.
In a dark forest, hundreds of miles away "Oh yes, Miss Rika. This defiantly won't be an ordinary year for you. But it will also be your last."
Did you like it? I just realized it was kinda short, sorry! PLEASE review! The 3rd chapter is gonna be better! I'm introducing each of the trio (Harry, Ron, Hermione) one by one. So try and guess which one is coming in chapter 3! See ya.
Chapter 2: Goodbye America, Hello England
Spinning- everything was spinning. Rika began to feel sick so she closed her eyes to help. But only a few seconds later her feet hit the hard ground and she fell on her knees. She opened her eyes and blinked. This was definitely not a place she'd been to before- she wasn't sure if she was even in America! "Where in the world.?" she whispered. "Why hello dear! What are you doing out here at this time of night?" a voice called. Rika jumped off the ground and whirled around. There stood a lady who looked about her early 40's. She was wearing a pale blue dress that was down to her ankles, and had thin glasses that reflected her green eyes. "I suppose you came here to stay the night? Then come on in, we'll have to get you signed in." Rika stepped inside to two-story building. There were 3 chairs standing in various places on the hardwood floor. A fire was burning in the fireplace near where a tall desk stood. The lady walked over behind the desk and gestured her to come over. So she walked over, still dazed. The lady smiled as she pulled out some papers. "What's your name?" she asked. "Rika Matthews" she replied. That's when she noticed a sign hanging on the wall.
The Night Owl
"This must be a place for people to stay- like a hotel" Rika thought. "Age?" the lady asked again. "Sixteen" she answered, a little happier. At least she was away from her mother and sister- er, step mother and sister. "No adults with you? Oh dear. Well, since it's near the beginning of the school year, I'll let you stay." She sighed in relief. "Thank you so much. Now- this may seem kinda strange to you, but what city am I in?" "Why, you're in London! Have you never been here before?" the lady asked, smiling. Rika looked shocked. "I'm in London?" she thought. "Now, you need to get to bed! It's almost midnight you know. Here's your key- you'll be in room number 16, upstairs on the left. Don't worry- everything is clean. Off you go." The lady shooed. Rika walked upstairs and found door number 16. She opened it, and stepped inside to observe it. This room had blue walls with blue and white furniture. She quickly changed into her nightclothes that she had luckily grabbed from her room back at home. She got in the bed and soon fell asleep.
The next morning For once in her life, Rika woke up to the sunshine shining brightly through her window and the birds chirping outside. A knock was heard on the door as soon as she finished getting dressed. Today she was wearing jeans and a red short-sleeved shirt. She walked over to the door and unlocked it. She opened it to reveal the lady she had met last night. "Good morning," she greeted cheerfully. "Good morning," Rika replied. "Just to let you know, breakfast is being served downstairs. You can come down at any time," the lady informed. "Oh yes- you can call me Miss Karita," she added. "Thank you, Miss Karita. I'll just follow you then," Rika reposted. "Fine with me! Some of the other guests are already down there," said Miss Karita as they walked downstairs. When Rika finally hit the last step, she looked stunned. The bottom floor was barely anything like it was last night. The walls were painted gray and there were over 10 chairs and tables around the room. But the thing that surprised Rika the most was the people. They were all dressed in robes. Most of them were black, but some were other colors such as blue, magenta, red, and green. "What are these people wearing?" she asked herself, puzzled. "Well come on dear, let's get you some food." She followed Miss Karita over to a long, rectangular table that food she never seen before. "These England people sure eat some funky stuff." She muttered. She got a plate fool of various foods and found a table by herself in the corner. She sat down and watched people go in and out while drinking her pumpkin juice, which wasn't that bad. When she was almost finished, Miss Karita walked over to her table. "Here you go dear. You have some mail," she informed while dropping 2 envelopes on the end of the table and hurrying away. "Mail?" Rika asked out loud, confused. She picked up the 1st one. It was addressed:
Rika Matthews
The Night Owl
Room 16, London England "Who in the world?" she asked no one in particular. Rika opened the envelope and pulled out a piece of parchment paper. It read: Dear Miss Matthews, You have been accepted to go to Hogwarts, School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. You will find all of the items you will need attached on the other paper. Please come to Kings Cross, Platform 9 and ¾ on September 1st. The train leaves at exactly 11:00 AM. You will be joining the 6th years.
Professor McGonagall, "What kind of joke is this? Witchcraft? I'm not a witch," Rika rebuked aloud. "Maybe this next letter will make more sense." She opened the envelope. Not a chance. Dear Miss Rika, I know you must be puzzled at all of this sudden news. You are indeed a witch. I would much rather talk to you in person incase this letter is intercepted. Please come to school with all your supplies and I will be very happy to inform you about everything, even your mother's past. I hope to see you September 1st.
-Albus Dumbledore,
Headmaster "My- my mother? How does this dude know about my mother?" Rika asked, bewildered. She sighed. "I guess there's only one way to find out. I'll go to this school called Hogwarts and see what this is all about. At least I'm not going home!" she added on a happier note. She gathered her things and walked back upstairs to her room, reading the list of things she needed to get.
In a dark forest, hundreds of miles away "Oh yes, Miss Rika. This defiantly won't be an ordinary year for you. But it will also be your last."
Did you like it? I just realized it was kinda short, sorry! PLEASE review! The 3rd chapter is gonna be better! I'm introducing each of the trio (Harry, Ron, Hermione) one by one. So try and guess which one is coming in chapter 3! See ya.