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A/N again! ** will be used as italics as fanfiction can't print italics, grrrr
"CHAAASSEE! CHAAASSEE! Mom and Dad want you!" Gamba screamed in his sister's ear. Chase groaned and turned over,
"You don't need to scream in my ear dude." She sat up and walked downstairs, her long brown hair with natural gold highlights frizzed all around her, she attempted to comb it but broke three of the teeth, her hair just wouldn't stay tidy. Groggily, she made her way down three flights of stairs.
13 out of her 15 siblings were already downstairs eating breakfast noisily. Her father, President (of Magic) Yoichi Mikyati, was feeding Timmy, her 3 year old brother from Australia. *That's odd* thought Chase, *Why isn't dad at work?* her mother, Healer Sadako Mikyati was brushing Pele's long black hair for her muggle friend Eric's party.
"So?" Chase asked a bit moodily, she and Gamba were supposed to go to the opening of the new skate park in an hour, and it took 30 minutes to ride there. Ms. Mikyati looked at her, "Honey, we have something to tell you" she said, holding out a letter. Chase grabbed it suspiciously, it had a giant H intertwined with a badger, a raven, a lion, and a snake on it. She opened it slowly,
Dear Ms. Chase Mikyati, Congratulations, You have been accepted into Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, you may be wondering why we send this to you in your third year, and why of all places, to Hogwarts in London. I leave this to your parents to explain.
Chase looked at her parents, Well? Written all over her face. Yoichi took a deep breath and sighed,
"You see Chase, a letter arrived to us today explaining..." and he spilled it all, from her birth to her freezing. That she, Chase, was in essence, The Girl Who Lived.
"So I'm going to Hogwarts?" she said, praying the answer was no. to her horror, her parents nodded.
"WHAT! NO, WHY DO I HAVE TO GO TO A WHOLE NEW COUNTRY JUST BECAUSE I AM HARRY POTTER'S BIOLOGICAL SISTER! WHY CAN'T HE COME HERE?" She screamed.
"Chase," her father said. "It's not like you've never been to another country when we go to adopt. You ARE the one who learns the language of the country, and they speak English. Besides, you're a people person, you'll meet new friends their. You going to Hogwarts because You-Know-Who is afraid of Dumbledore, the headmaster. Sources say Voldemort knows you're alive, and is tracking you. Hon, it's the only way. Pack up, their school year starts earlier than America's. The train leaves tomorrow, you and I will go today to get you're stuff. Tomorrow you'll leave." Chase merely glared at him, but went to pack up. She went to her room and used her telekinesis to pack. It was really useful, she could read minds if she was close to the person, sometimes she could even send them a message. She and Gamba had developed a bond 4 years ago when he was adopted from Guinea, and could send messages from far away, if Chase opened the 'think ways'. Chase opened them, and finally heard his thoughts, *Gamba! Hey Gamba, I got some news, listen. I'm not going to the Californian Quidditch and Arts school of Magic again this year* Gamba was surprised, * what! Come on, why not, Caniuola was going to beat the crap out of Getsopa again this year, you can't leave! Why are you going anyway, and where?* Chase gave her brother the story, what happened to her when Voldemort heard of her. Chase never saw the point in saying You-Know-Who, it was an utter waste of time. Gamba said nothing for a while, in shock. Funny he was more amazed than her. Chase finished packing and went downstairs. "Dad! Let's go!" She yelled, since she had to go, she was determined to have a blast, even if it was a whole new country. True, she was the one that learned the languages of the people from whom they were adopting, and had gone to those countries. But only for a week, and the British, they talked oddly (that's just an American opinions, I'm sure many British think we Californian's talk odd) and this was for a year. She shook her head and looked at her dad, who was holding her letter.
"Right, says here we go to Diagon Alley, they even gave us some floo powder. Ready Chase? Let's go." He stepped into the hearth, saying "Diagon Alley." Chase retrieved her wand from the wand cupboard, hefted her trunk and owl cage, and followed suit.
Ch.3, Chase finally stopped spinning and stepped out of the fireplace with relative ease. Her father was waiting for her and they set off.
"Now Chase, give me your wand, no magic. Don't look at me like that! It's the law in England, No magic until your 17 outside of school. It's only for today! First let's get your books..." He talked on and Chase tuned him out, looking around at the crowd. They went into the book store, where Chase got a few extra books for enjoyment. Then the potions shop, and the robe store, they got SoleiLuna, her owl, a talon sharpener. They went into a Quidditch store to get her a broom kit. She looked at the Firebolt on display, it was identical to her own, she decided to get some paint for her own, personalize it a bit. After she made her purchases, she spotted her dad in the corner of the store talking to another customer about Quidditch teams. She had wanted to look at the joke shop across the street, and knew it was better to ask him now while he was distracted.
"Dad, can I go into Weasleys' Wizarding Wheezes?"
"Sure, sure go on." He said absentmindedly. Celebrating silently, she crossed the street into the joke shop.
It was bright with loud music playing inside. A red-headed boy came up to her,
"Hello miss. What can I do for you?" He asked.
"I dunno, I'm transferring to Hogwarts this year, what do you recommend?" She asked.
"Hogwarts eh? My old Alma Mater, right this way. Now you'll need your standard Skiving snackboxes, a few canary creams, a headless hat..." he showed her a variety of things, she loaded up with skiving snacks, canary creams, hats, fake wands, tong tongue tassels (I think that's what the twins gave Dudley, I forget.) and a variety of other pranks.
"What's your name kid?" The boy asked as she was searching.
"Chase Mikyati, you?"
"Fred Weasley, at your service." He gave a small bow. "What year? You look about the same age as my sister, Ginny." "Third year." She replied, putting her stuff on the counter.
"Year younger than, 29 galleons 9 sickles and 8 knuts please." As he bagged the items he looked around, "You make rules a habit?"
She pretended to be horrified, "You insult me!"
He grinned, "good, then take this." He slipped her a small box, "throws off the nasty kitty's scent, you'll see what I mean." She wanted to ask what the hell he was talking about, but she saw her dad coming out of the store.
"Thanks!" she yelled as she ran out. Fred grinned, maybe there was hope for Hogwarts after all.
"For the last time dad, GOODBYE!" She said as she walked through the barrier, no way was he coming to embarrass her on her first day. She searched through the crowd desperately for Harry Potter. She knew what he looked like, every magic born person did, it was finding him that was the trick. Finally she spotted him with a huge bunch of red heads. She walked up slowly towards him. Harry turned around and saw her walking towards him *o great, another gawking kid.*
"Hullo, what do you need?" He asked kindly. Chase was a bit angry, he couldn't recognize his long lost sister?
"Hey Harry, I'm your sister."
A/N again! ** will be used as italics as fanfiction can't print italics, grrrr
"CHAAASSEE! CHAAASSEE! Mom and Dad want you!" Gamba screamed in his sister's ear. Chase groaned and turned over,
"You don't need to scream in my ear dude." She sat up and walked downstairs, her long brown hair with natural gold highlights frizzed all around her, she attempted to comb it but broke three of the teeth, her hair just wouldn't stay tidy. Groggily, she made her way down three flights of stairs.
13 out of her 15 siblings were already downstairs eating breakfast noisily. Her father, President (of Magic) Yoichi Mikyati, was feeding Timmy, her 3 year old brother from Australia. *That's odd* thought Chase, *Why isn't dad at work?* her mother, Healer Sadako Mikyati was brushing Pele's long black hair for her muggle friend Eric's party.
"So?" Chase asked a bit moodily, she and Gamba were supposed to go to the opening of the new skate park in an hour, and it took 30 minutes to ride there. Ms. Mikyati looked at her, "Honey, we have something to tell you" she said, holding out a letter. Chase grabbed it suspiciously, it had a giant H intertwined with a badger, a raven, a lion, and a snake on it. She opened it slowly,
Dear Ms. Chase Mikyati, Congratulations, You have been accepted into Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, you may be wondering why we send this to you in your third year, and why of all places, to Hogwarts in London. I leave this to your parents to explain.
Chase looked at her parents, Well? Written all over her face. Yoichi took a deep breath and sighed,
"You see Chase, a letter arrived to us today explaining..." and he spilled it all, from her birth to her freezing. That she, Chase, was in essence, The Girl Who Lived.
"So I'm going to Hogwarts?" she said, praying the answer was no. to her horror, her parents nodded.
"WHAT! NO, WHY DO I HAVE TO GO TO A WHOLE NEW COUNTRY JUST BECAUSE I AM HARRY POTTER'S BIOLOGICAL SISTER! WHY CAN'T HE COME HERE?" She screamed.
"Chase," her father said. "It's not like you've never been to another country when we go to adopt. You ARE the one who learns the language of the country, and they speak English. Besides, you're a people person, you'll meet new friends their. You going to Hogwarts because You-Know-Who is afraid of Dumbledore, the headmaster. Sources say Voldemort knows you're alive, and is tracking you. Hon, it's the only way. Pack up, their school year starts earlier than America's. The train leaves tomorrow, you and I will go today to get you're stuff. Tomorrow you'll leave." Chase merely glared at him, but went to pack up. She went to her room and used her telekinesis to pack. It was really useful, she could read minds if she was close to the person, sometimes she could even send them a message. She and Gamba had developed a bond 4 years ago when he was adopted from Guinea, and could send messages from far away, if Chase opened the 'think ways'. Chase opened them, and finally heard his thoughts, *Gamba! Hey Gamba, I got some news, listen. I'm not going to the Californian Quidditch and Arts school of Magic again this year* Gamba was surprised, * what! Come on, why not, Caniuola was going to beat the crap out of Getsopa again this year, you can't leave! Why are you going anyway, and where?* Chase gave her brother the story, what happened to her when Voldemort heard of her. Chase never saw the point in saying You-Know-Who, it was an utter waste of time. Gamba said nothing for a while, in shock. Funny he was more amazed than her. Chase finished packing and went downstairs. "Dad! Let's go!" She yelled, since she had to go, she was determined to have a blast, even if it was a whole new country. True, she was the one that learned the languages of the people from whom they were adopting, and had gone to those countries. But only for a week, and the British, they talked oddly (that's just an American opinions, I'm sure many British think we Californian's talk odd) and this was for a year. She shook her head and looked at her dad, who was holding her letter.
"Right, says here we go to Diagon Alley, they even gave us some floo powder. Ready Chase? Let's go." He stepped into the hearth, saying "Diagon Alley." Chase retrieved her wand from the wand cupboard, hefted her trunk and owl cage, and followed suit.
Ch.3, Chase finally stopped spinning and stepped out of the fireplace with relative ease. Her father was waiting for her and they set off.
"Now Chase, give me your wand, no magic. Don't look at me like that! It's the law in England, No magic until your 17 outside of school. It's only for today! First let's get your books..." He talked on and Chase tuned him out, looking around at the crowd. They went into the book store, where Chase got a few extra books for enjoyment. Then the potions shop, and the robe store, they got SoleiLuna, her owl, a talon sharpener. They went into a Quidditch store to get her a broom kit. She looked at the Firebolt on display, it was identical to her own, she decided to get some paint for her own, personalize it a bit. After she made her purchases, she spotted her dad in the corner of the store talking to another customer about Quidditch teams. She had wanted to look at the joke shop across the street, and knew it was better to ask him now while he was distracted.
"Dad, can I go into Weasleys' Wizarding Wheezes?"
"Sure, sure go on." He said absentmindedly. Celebrating silently, she crossed the street into the joke shop.
It was bright with loud music playing inside. A red-headed boy came up to her,
"Hello miss. What can I do for you?" He asked.
"I dunno, I'm transferring to Hogwarts this year, what do you recommend?" She asked.
"Hogwarts eh? My old Alma Mater, right this way. Now you'll need your standard Skiving snackboxes, a few canary creams, a headless hat..." he showed her a variety of things, she loaded up with skiving snacks, canary creams, hats, fake wands, tong tongue tassels (I think that's what the twins gave Dudley, I forget.) and a variety of other pranks.
"What's your name kid?" The boy asked as she was searching.
"Chase Mikyati, you?"
"Fred Weasley, at your service." He gave a small bow. "What year? You look about the same age as my sister, Ginny." "Third year." She replied, putting her stuff on the counter.
"Year younger than, 29 galleons 9 sickles and 8 knuts please." As he bagged the items he looked around, "You make rules a habit?"
She pretended to be horrified, "You insult me!"
He grinned, "good, then take this." He slipped her a small box, "throws off the nasty kitty's scent, you'll see what I mean." She wanted to ask what the hell he was talking about, but she saw her dad coming out of the store.
"Thanks!" she yelled as she ran out. Fred grinned, maybe there was hope for Hogwarts after all.
"For the last time dad, GOODBYE!" She said as she walked through the barrier, no way was he coming to embarrass her on her first day. She searched through the crowd desperately for Harry Potter. She knew what he looked like, every magic born person did, it was finding him that was the trick. Finally she spotted him with a huge bunch of red heads. She walked up slowly towards him. Harry turned around and saw her walking towards him *o great, another gawking kid.*
"Hullo, what do you need?" He asked kindly. Chase was a bit angry, he couldn't recognize his long lost sister?
"Hey Harry, I'm your sister."