A/N: I do not own any of the Harry Potter characters or and of the Final
Fantasy VIII characters.
It All Begins:
About 16 years ago, a child was born in to a great line of wizarding families. The McGonagall's and the Fudge's. Thus meaning Professor Minerva McGonagall is there great aunt and Cornelius Fudge there great grand- father. But little do they know that one move might change it all.
*
"We're what?!" she said out jumping up from her chair, knocking her food off the table.
"She said we're moving," said the boy sitting next to her.
"ha, ha, ha, very funny, Mark." She said sarcastically, then stuck her tongue out at her brother. He stuck his out in return.
"Chris, sit down and relax you just had surgery - " said her mother.
"Relax?" she started. "How am I suppose to relax when I just found out that after 15 years of my life that I have lived in this house, we are moving to a totally different country and I have to go to a totally different school. AFTER I got 'O's' on all eight of my OWL's, had surgery, and - OW,"
"Please, sit down." said a man that is her father. He had brown hair that always looked like he just came out of an important meeting. He was a generally kind person except when certain topics came about. Chris sat down.
"Do Lena and Johnny know about this?" she asked looking from her mother to her father.
"We were kind of hoping that you would tell them," said her mother.
"Okay, Lena was kicked out of her house and came running to us 2 years ago. Johnny's parents are dead. And I am to tell them that we are moving to another country and another school in 2 weeks?" she said looking at her mother.
"You and Lena have been friends since you guys were 4 years old. And Johnny, like Lena, would understand. If they can find some place else to live cause they don't want to go then they can. I mean Lena and Johnny - "
"Lena and Johnny are what?" said a tired voice behind them. Lena was standing in the door way. She had straight, medium cut, brown hair. Lena was a very hyper person and very athletic. "Morning," she said as she sat beside Chris and grabbed a piece of toast. "How come the room feels very tense?"
"It's because Chris was getting all upset because we are moving," said Mark.
"Oh yea where?" Lena said as she looked at Chris.
"London," Chris said.
"Oh, goody. My favorite uncle lives there," Lena said looking excited.
"Not London, Ontario. London, England." Chris said as she let out a laugh.
"Oh. Why?"
"That's what I was explaining when you came in dear," said Chris' mother. "As you know Chris, that most of your family lives in England and has never really seen you since you were born. Your Great grand-father especially wants to see you."
"That's it," Chris said looking at her father. "You want to move back to England because you are afraid that your grand-dad is going to do something stupid. So you want to make sure he stays in the Ministry. I've been reading the London Edition of the Daily Prophet, dad, I know what they are saying about Harry. And for someone who is the Minister of Magic, he should know better."
"Christina Tiffany King! That is no way to talk about an elder. Do not forget that he paid for the surgery on your arm, and your school tuition. So don't EVER talk about you're great grand father like that again!" said her father
"Yes sir," and he walked out of the room muttering to himself.
"Christina, you know how much I hate it when your father yells," her mother said sitting down. "You have to understand that your father and I have been thinking about it for over a year. We decided it would be best if we waited until after your surgery to move. You will be going to one of the best and well known wizardry schools. I, myself, went there. But I must warn you that Harry Potter goes there and you being related to the Minister of Magic might cause a problem between you two."
"Mum, remember I BELIEVE Harry." Chris said pouring some orange juice.
"I know dear, just don't tell your father that. But we are moving to London in 2 weeks. I suggest you start packing now. Lena dear, do you want to tell your mother where you are going?"
"Psh, no." Lena said putting her fork on her plate
"So mum, we have two weeks to pack everything?" asked Mark.
"Well yes it won't take that long cause your father and I can use magic, but you three can't. that's why I suggest that you start packing now." She said as she left the room.
"Oh I forgot to ask her about Balamb," Chris said snapping her fingers.
"you might not be able to go," said a voice in the door way. "I believe the only wizardry school to have connections with Balamb Garden was Glenforest Wizardry Academy."
"Good to see you're up Johnny," said Chris to the dirty blonde walking to the fridge. Johnny was well built and very attractive. He was always open with is ideas and liked to protect his friends. Especially Christina, he didn't have a 'thing' for her it's just that she had a knack to get herself into trouble; be it at Glenforest or Balamb Garden.
"But what am I suppose to do? Stop my training there, if I stop then you guys have to too," she said
"Your great aunt knows you got to Balamb, right? Well maybe she can get the Headmaster to work something out between the two schools." Lena said in a hopeful tone.
"Don't get your hopes up," said Mark. Christina rounded on her brother.
"Mark," she started. "do you want to live to see your next birthday?"
"Yea, why?"
"'cause my god-father is a ware wolf, or have you forgotten that? And you birthday is right after a full moon," she said with a devious smile on her face.
"I'll go and start packing now," Mark said and hastily left the room. Then all tree of them started roaring with laughter.
"I'm so mean," Chris said though her laughter.
"You wouldn't really, would you?" Lena asked her.
"No. I lust like scaring him that's all,"
"You are mean," confirmed Johnny.
"Wait a minute. You're calling me mean, when you nearly broke some ones leg 'cause I shot off my mouth. You are such a hypocrite."
"Yes, but I'm the good type," he said, then Chris threw a piece of toast at him, which hit him square in the forehead.
*****
A/N: Ok. I'll stop there. Yea I know it's short but hopefully the next one will be longer. R&R no flames please.
It All Begins:
About 16 years ago, a child was born in to a great line of wizarding families. The McGonagall's and the Fudge's. Thus meaning Professor Minerva McGonagall is there great aunt and Cornelius Fudge there great grand- father. But little do they know that one move might change it all.
*
"We're what?!" she said out jumping up from her chair, knocking her food off the table.
"She said we're moving," said the boy sitting next to her.
"ha, ha, ha, very funny, Mark." She said sarcastically, then stuck her tongue out at her brother. He stuck his out in return.
"Chris, sit down and relax you just had surgery - " said her mother.
"Relax?" she started. "How am I suppose to relax when I just found out that after 15 years of my life that I have lived in this house, we are moving to a totally different country and I have to go to a totally different school. AFTER I got 'O's' on all eight of my OWL's, had surgery, and - OW,"
"Please, sit down." said a man that is her father. He had brown hair that always looked like he just came out of an important meeting. He was a generally kind person except when certain topics came about. Chris sat down.
"Do Lena and Johnny know about this?" she asked looking from her mother to her father.
"We were kind of hoping that you would tell them," said her mother.
"Okay, Lena was kicked out of her house and came running to us 2 years ago. Johnny's parents are dead. And I am to tell them that we are moving to another country and another school in 2 weeks?" she said looking at her mother.
"You and Lena have been friends since you guys were 4 years old. And Johnny, like Lena, would understand. If they can find some place else to live cause they don't want to go then they can. I mean Lena and Johnny - "
"Lena and Johnny are what?" said a tired voice behind them. Lena was standing in the door way. She had straight, medium cut, brown hair. Lena was a very hyper person and very athletic. "Morning," she said as she sat beside Chris and grabbed a piece of toast. "How come the room feels very tense?"
"It's because Chris was getting all upset because we are moving," said Mark.
"Oh yea where?" Lena said as she looked at Chris.
"London," Chris said.
"Oh, goody. My favorite uncle lives there," Lena said looking excited.
"Not London, Ontario. London, England." Chris said as she let out a laugh.
"Oh. Why?"
"That's what I was explaining when you came in dear," said Chris' mother. "As you know Chris, that most of your family lives in England and has never really seen you since you were born. Your Great grand-father especially wants to see you."
"That's it," Chris said looking at her father. "You want to move back to England because you are afraid that your grand-dad is going to do something stupid. So you want to make sure he stays in the Ministry. I've been reading the London Edition of the Daily Prophet, dad, I know what they are saying about Harry. And for someone who is the Minister of Magic, he should know better."
"Christina Tiffany King! That is no way to talk about an elder. Do not forget that he paid for the surgery on your arm, and your school tuition. So don't EVER talk about you're great grand father like that again!" said her father
"Yes sir," and he walked out of the room muttering to himself.
"Christina, you know how much I hate it when your father yells," her mother said sitting down. "You have to understand that your father and I have been thinking about it for over a year. We decided it would be best if we waited until after your surgery to move. You will be going to one of the best and well known wizardry schools. I, myself, went there. But I must warn you that Harry Potter goes there and you being related to the Minister of Magic might cause a problem between you two."
"Mum, remember I BELIEVE Harry." Chris said pouring some orange juice.
"I know dear, just don't tell your father that. But we are moving to London in 2 weeks. I suggest you start packing now. Lena dear, do you want to tell your mother where you are going?"
"Psh, no." Lena said putting her fork on her plate
"So mum, we have two weeks to pack everything?" asked Mark.
"Well yes it won't take that long cause your father and I can use magic, but you three can't. that's why I suggest that you start packing now." She said as she left the room.
"Oh I forgot to ask her about Balamb," Chris said snapping her fingers.
"you might not be able to go," said a voice in the door way. "I believe the only wizardry school to have connections with Balamb Garden was Glenforest Wizardry Academy."
"Good to see you're up Johnny," said Chris to the dirty blonde walking to the fridge. Johnny was well built and very attractive. He was always open with is ideas and liked to protect his friends. Especially Christina, he didn't have a 'thing' for her it's just that she had a knack to get herself into trouble; be it at Glenforest or Balamb Garden.
"But what am I suppose to do? Stop my training there, if I stop then you guys have to too," she said
"Your great aunt knows you got to Balamb, right? Well maybe she can get the Headmaster to work something out between the two schools." Lena said in a hopeful tone.
"Don't get your hopes up," said Mark. Christina rounded on her brother.
"Mark," she started. "do you want to live to see your next birthday?"
"Yea, why?"
"'cause my god-father is a ware wolf, or have you forgotten that? And you birthday is right after a full moon," she said with a devious smile on her face.
"I'll go and start packing now," Mark said and hastily left the room. Then all tree of them started roaring with laughter.
"I'm so mean," Chris said though her laughter.
"You wouldn't really, would you?" Lena asked her.
"No. I lust like scaring him that's all,"
"You are mean," confirmed Johnny.
"Wait a minute. You're calling me mean, when you nearly broke some ones leg 'cause I shot off my mouth. You are such a hypocrite."
"Yes, but I'm the good type," he said, then Chris threw a piece of toast at him, which hit him square in the forehead.
*****
A/N: Ok. I'll stop there. Yea I know it's short but hopefully the next one will be longer. R&R no flames please.