Chapter III - Ellie and Ollie
By monday morning, Ellie Apparated at her mum's house and was enthusiastically greeted by Oliver. Their mother was a very kind and modest witch, with a contagious smile and brown eyes that seemed to see only what was good in people. She was an excellent teacher and that reflected in her children's education, who were always as polite as you could be, especially Oliver, who never lost his touch except when you talked about Quidditch. Mrs. Wood had also been the educator of a number of wizard's children, where they learned their basic education (the equivalent to Muggle's primary school).
They had an excellent lunch, after which some wizard children arrived to spend some time with Mrs. Wood, and Ellie and Oliver took the chance to leave to Diagon Alley. Since Oliver couldn't Apparate, and Ellie was not very fond of Floo Powder, they decided to take the Inter Knight Bus, the equivalent of the Knight Bus for longer journeys.
They arrived in London nearly 1 hour later and they still heard the distant Big Ben ring 3 o'clock before going into the Leaky Cauldron to Diagon Alley. Oliver had been there before, but the prospect of buying his own stuff made him over-excited about the whole thing.
He kept talking about how exciting it was to be going to Hogwarts and asking things like "Which house do you think I'm gonna be?" and "Who chooses the Quidditch players for the house teams?"
They bough his uniform, books, quill and parchment, his wand and, of course, his cauldron, in a shop where Ellie stopped for a while and helped choose the right and perfect cauldron for his brother, like if she was a very annoying and female version of Mr. Ollivander and his wands. This gave Oliver such a fit of giggles he kept teasing her all afternoon: "It is the cauldron that chooses the wizard, Mrs Wood, not the other way round!" ("Oh, shut up, Ollie!").
After a quick ice cream at Florean Fortscue, Ellie decided to show his brother a bit of muggle London. She was very fond of muggles and she insisted Oliver should know at least a bit about their way of living, since they had achieve quite a bit without any magic. But that was a very unfortunate day to make that point, since there had been some football final and all the muggles seemed quite crazy, dancing around and singing and making all kinds of silly things because of a sport that involved only one ball... Oliver though it was so dull that Ellie decided to make it up for him returning to Diagon Alley and let him drool at the new Cleansweep that had just come out, the fastest broom ever.
It was 10 p.m. when they arrived at Ellie's house. She conjured a little bed for his brother and made hot chocolate and cookies for them in the evening to enjoy while watching uncle Aramis old photo album of Quidditch achievements (he had been Keeper for the Dangerous Dragons, a scottish team).
Oliver fell asleep shortly after telling her sister that it had been the most perfect day of his entire life, "except for the day Scotland passed for the semi-finals of the Quidditch World Cup, of course."
* * *
The week passed so quickly they were sure there had been some kind of time mistake. This also assured them they had been having a wonderful time. Ellie decided to give in at last and teach him how to ride a broom, and Oliver was flying like a natural by wednesday morning. By the end of the week, he was already an excellent Beater of the many objects his sister kept Mobiliarbing him, although she kept saying a Beater is not suppose to beat things with the broom, but with the bat.
Finally, sunday night arrived and they returned to Mrs. Wood's home, to have another excellent meal, like only she could make, and after dinner Ellie, kissed her mum and her brother (both slightly taken by emotion) and headed home.
She Apparated at her studio, and checked a potion that was due to start brewing by that night. It had been full moon exactly two days before and that potion was now slowly turning from yellow to purple.
Ellie had just entered the little kitchen's door when a small owl came flying through the window.
"Perseus!" and she practically strangled the owl in a tight hug. He hooted pleased with himself and showed her his leg, where a small parchment was tied.
She grabbed it with an unexpected trembling of hands and read in excitement:
"I'll be there monday morning. Remus"
By monday morning, Ellie Apparated at her mum's house and was enthusiastically greeted by Oliver. Their mother was a very kind and modest witch, with a contagious smile and brown eyes that seemed to see only what was good in people. She was an excellent teacher and that reflected in her children's education, who were always as polite as you could be, especially Oliver, who never lost his touch except when you talked about Quidditch. Mrs. Wood had also been the educator of a number of wizard's children, where they learned their basic education (the equivalent to Muggle's primary school).
They had an excellent lunch, after which some wizard children arrived to spend some time with Mrs. Wood, and Ellie and Oliver took the chance to leave to Diagon Alley. Since Oliver couldn't Apparate, and Ellie was not very fond of Floo Powder, they decided to take the Inter Knight Bus, the equivalent of the Knight Bus for longer journeys.
They arrived in London nearly 1 hour later and they still heard the distant Big Ben ring 3 o'clock before going into the Leaky Cauldron to Diagon Alley. Oliver had been there before, but the prospect of buying his own stuff made him over-excited about the whole thing.
He kept talking about how exciting it was to be going to Hogwarts and asking things like "Which house do you think I'm gonna be?" and "Who chooses the Quidditch players for the house teams?"
They bough his uniform, books, quill and parchment, his wand and, of course, his cauldron, in a shop where Ellie stopped for a while and helped choose the right and perfect cauldron for his brother, like if she was a very annoying and female version of Mr. Ollivander and his wands. This gave Oliver such a fit of giggles he kept teasing her all afternoon: "It is the cauldron that chooses the wizard, Mrs Wood, not the other way round!" ("Oh, shut up, Ollie!").
After a quick ice cream at Florean Fortscue, Ellie decided to show his brother a bit of muggle London. She was very fond of muggles and she insisted Oliver should know at least a bit about their way of living, since they had achieve quite a bit without any magic. But that was a very unfortunate day to make that point, since there had been some football final and all the muggles seemed quite crazy, dancing around and singing and making all kinds of silly things because of a sport that involved only one ball... Oliver though it was so dull that Ellie decided to make it up for him returning to Diagon Alley and let him drool at the new Cleansweep that had just come out, the fastest broom ever.
It was 10 p.m. when they arrived at Ellie's house. She conjured a little bed for his brother and made hot chocolate and cookies for them in the evening to enjoy while watching uncle Aramis old photo album of Quidditch achievements (he had been Keeper for the Dangerous Dragons, a scottish team).
Oliver fell asleep shortly after telling her sister that it had been the most perfect day of his entire life, "except for the day Scotland passed for the semi-finals of the Quidditch World Cup, of course."
* * *
The week passed so quickly they were sure there had been some kind of time mistake. This also assured them they had been having a wonderful time. Ellie decided to give in at last and teach him how to ride a broom, and Oliver was flying like a natural by wednesday morning. By the end of the week, he was already an excellent Beater of the many objects his sister kept Mobiliarbing him, although she kept saying a Beater is not suppose to beat things with the broom, but with the bat.
Finally, sunday night arrived and they returned to Mrs. Wood's home, to have another excellent meal, like only she could make, and after dinner Ellie, kissed her mum and her brother (both slightly taken by emotion) and headed home.
She Apparated at her studio, and checked a potion that was due to start brewing by that night. It had been full moon exactly two days before and that potion was now slowly turning from yellow to purple.
Ellie had just entered the little kitchen's door when a small owl came flying through the window.
"Perseus!" and she practically strangled the owl in a tight hug. He hooted pleased with himself and showed her his leg, where a small parchment was tied.
She grabbed it with an unexpected trembling of hands and read in excitement:
"I'll be there monday morning. Remus"