A/N- I put this chapter at the same time as the prologue because I really
don't like it when people just put in a flshback-y type thing and then ask
people to review the story and whether they like the story or not. The
storyline usually set out in the prologue, so how are people supposed to
know whether they like it or not? So, to sum it all up, HERE IS CHAPTER
ONE.
Does anyone have free time enough to beta me? My laptop, where I write most of this stuff, doesn't have spell check on Word for some retarded reason and my dad is too lazy to put it on properly. If anyone is interested, please email me with something related to ff beat-ing in the subject line, so I know you're not some random person.
There were two owls pecking at her window. Julia Windsgate stumbled out of bed, glancing at the clock. These owls never understand that summer holiday is meant for sleeping in until at lease eleven. It was nine o'clock now, and the redhead was now in a rootten mood. She yanked open the window to let in the two birds. They stopped pecking the window and started attacking each other. Julia had never seen two owls act like that. She grabbed one and yanked the letter off its leg and threw it out the window, waiting for a minute before following the same routine with the other owl. They went in opposite directions, and Julia looked at the letters. One addressed to her in a flowing green script, while the other was written in a flowery blue. Green first, defiately. She read the letter quickly then began to jmp around in a typical eleven-year-old fashion.
"MUM! MUM! HOGWARTS JUST SENT ME MY LETTER!" She cried happily, practically flying down the stairs into the kitchen where here mother was cooking breakfast.
"Are you up before eleven? Merlin save us, you've caught something!" Ginny Weasley grinned at her happy daughter, who was waving some parchament very quickly in front of her face.
"What's this then?" Ginny grabbed the parchment and her face fell. "There wasn't one from Beaubaxtons?" she asked, looking suddenly tired.
"I don't know....there was another letter."Julia mumbled. Ginny managed to hear every worda and sent her daughter/clone up to her room to fetch the other letter. Julia looked exactly like her mother, except for her green eyes, the only physical trait she had inherited from her father. Ginny smiled sadly, remembering the short year she had with Julian Windsgate. Her thoughts were interrupted by the dejected looking Julia slouching down the stairs, an opened letter hanging by her side. Julia wordlessly handed the letter to her mother, who read it and hugged her daughter.
"Julia! You've been accepted to Beaubaxtons!"
"I'm not going to pretned to be excited, mum. The place is girly."
"Is not! There are boys there!"
"Most of them are fruitcakes!"
"Are not! And whether you're excited or not, you are going. I haven't paid for your French tutoring for nothing. Hogwarts isn't all its made out to be, love."
"The Beaubaxtons letter is scented with PERFUME. That is absolutley disgusting." Julia said, pointing to the parchment in her mother's hand. Ginny brought it up to her nose and sniffed, barely hiding a grimace.
"It smells nice. Its classy!"
"Its mental, that's what it is mum, and I WON'T GO!"
"This is my house, and this is my decision. You are headed for Beaubaxtons on September 1st. And until you can control your temper, please go up to your bedroom." Ginny told her firmly. Julia turned and went back up to her bedroom. Mothers cold be so controlling. This decision was going to affect Julia's whole life, and she couldn't even make it. Something had to be done. She WAS going to Hogwarts one way or another.
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Ginny and Julia headed their separate ways at Diagon Alley on August 30th. Julia was barely talking to her mum, and Ginny was miffed. Ginny had said she would buy everything Julia needed for Beaubaxtons and that Julia could wander around 'appropriate areas', and they would meet in three hours at the Leaky Cauldron. Julia first headed to Gringotts where she emptied her life's allowance savings. She might not need it all, but just in case...
She first headed to Flourish and Blott's where she got all the books off the list in the Hogwarts letter. Her mum had taken the letter, but she had managed to copy it down before Ginny had become totally anti-Hogwarts. She then went to Ollivander's, where she bought her eleven and a quarter inch, elm and phenoix feather wand. She then proceeded to buy a cauldron, quills and ink, and all the other supplies she needed. (A/N: If you are dying to know what they are, look it up in the Philosopher's/Sorcorer's Stone).
Julia still didn't know how she was going to actually get to Hogwarts, but she bought all her stuff anyway, cursing Beaubaxtons in French the whole time. The man at the last shop she stopped at was kind enough to shrink her purchases for her. Julia stuck them in her pocket and counted out the rest of her money. She had about a hundred Galleons left. She spent the ten Galleons her mother had given her to spend on trivial things, like sweets and a few novels. She then met up with her mother at the Leaky Cauldron and they Floo-ed back home, Julia immedaitly going upstairs to her bedroom, and slamming the door. Ginny levitated the packages up in front of her daughter's door with a sorrowful look. She hated being in a fight with her daughter. Julia was all she had, except for Michael.
...MICHAEL! Ginny began throwing pots out starting cooking spells. Her boyfriend was coming for dinner, and she had totally forgot! Ginny cursed soundly as she flicked her wand at a pile of cultelry, plates, napkins and cups, and they flew oer and arranged themsleves on the table. Ginny had gotten everything under control and managed to take a really quick shower and change before Michael arrived. Julia came down after she heard her mother go back downstairs after her shower.
"Michael's coming and you forgot."She said, almost laughing.
Ginny looked at her daughter. That was the first thing Julia had said to her all day that wasn't a reply to a question or related to their shopping plans. "Yes."she said huffily. "do you want to eat with us?"
"Do you want me to eat with you guys?"
"If you behave and are respectful to Michael." Ginny narrowed her eyes. The girl was up to something.
"If you let me go to Hogwarts."
There it was. "No, Julia, we have discussed this a million times. Hogwarts is not where you belong."
"HOW DO YOU KNOW WHERE I BLOODY WELL BELONG!?! THIS IS MY LIFE FOR SEVEN YEARS WE ARE TALKING ABOUT! I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU WOULD BE SO.....INCONSIDERATE OF WHAT I WANT!" Julia yelled, her eyes blazing.
"I'm helping you not screw your life up, hun, if you can't control your behaviour or your attitude, take a plate up to your room." Ginny piled fettucine alfredo on a plate and shoved it into Julia's hands. Julia grabbed a fork and went up to her room.
"Tell Michael to shove his fork up-"
"JULIA WINDSGATE! YOU ARE CLOSE TO NOT GOING ANYWHERE BUT A CEMETARY IN TWO DAYS!"
Julia didn't answer, just proceeded to her room and closed the door forcefully. Ginny slumped against the counter, rubbing her temples. The doorbell rang, and Ginny went to greet her boyfriend.
Dinner was lovely, and Ginny really enjoyed herself, and it looked like Michael did too. As they sat down to eat, Julia was up in her room, still trying to figure out how to get to Hogwarts. The eleven year old was talking softly to herself. "The packages from Diagon Alley are still shrunk. I can keep them in my trunk and have someone unshrink them when I get to Hogwarts. Where does the Hogwarts train leave?" She scanned the letter through again. Nothing. Fudgemuffins.
She packed her trunk full of the Beaubaxtons stuff and put the Hogwarts supplies in a secret compartment in the lid. She had found the small space, just big enough to fit about 4 wands, when she was six, playing hide-and-go- seek with a friend. With a heavy sigh, she closed the lid and put on her pygamas, and climbed into her bed.
Does anyone have free time enough to beta me? My laptop, where I write most of this stuff, doesn't have spell check on Word for some retarded reason and my dad is too lazy to put it on properly. If anyone is interested, please email me with something related to ff beat-ing in the subject line, so I know you're not some random person.
There were two owls pecking at her window. Julia Windsgate stumbled out of bed, glancing at the clock. These owls never understand that summer holiday is meant for sleeping in until at lease eleven. It was nine o'clock now, and the redhead was now in a rootten mood. She yanked open the window to let in the two birds. They stopped pecking the window and started attacking each other. Julia had never seen two owls act like that. She grabbed one and yanked the letter off its leg and threw it out the window, waiting for a minute before following the same routine with the other owl. They went in opposite directions, and Julia looked at the letters. One addressed to her in a flowing green script, while the other was written in a flowery blue. Green first, defiately. She read the letter quickly then began to jmp around in a typical eleven-year-old fashion.
"MUM! MUM! HOGWARTS JUST SENT ME MY LETTER!" She cried happily, practically flying down the stairs into the kitchen where here mother was cooking breakfast.
"Are you up before eleven? Merlin save us, you've caught something!" Ginny Weasley grinned at her happy daughter, who was waving some parchament very quickly in front of her face.
"What's this then?" Ginny grabbed the parchment and her face fell. "There wasn't one from Beaubaxtons?" she asked, looking suddenly tired.
"I don't know....there was another letter."Julia mumbled. Ginny managed to hear every worda and sent her daughter/clone up to her room to fetch the other letter. Julia looked exactly like her mother, except for her green eyes, the only physical trait she had inherited from her father. Ginny smiled sadly, remembering the short year she had with Julian Windsgate. Her thoughts were interrupted by the dejected looking Julia slouching down the stairs, an opened letter hanging by her side. Julia wordlessly handed the letter to her mother, who read it and hugged her daughter.
"Julia! You've been accepted to Beaubaxtons!"
"I'm not going to pretned to be excited, mum. The place is girly."
"Is not! There are boys there!"
"Most of them are fruitcakes!"
"Are not! And whether you're excited or not, you are going. I haven't paid for your French tutoring for nothing. Hogwarts isn't all its made out to be, love."
"The Beaubaxtons letter is scented with PERFUME. That is absolutley disgusting." Julia said, pointing to the parchment in her mother's hand. Ginny brought it up to her nose and sniffed, barely hiding a grimace.
"It smells nice. Its classy!"
"Its mental, that's what it is mum, and I WON'T GO!"
"This is my house, and this is my decision. You are headed for Beaubaxtons on September 1st. And until you can control your temper, please go up to your bedroom." Ginny told her firmly. Julia turned and went back up to her bedroom. Mothers cold be so controlling. This decision was going to affect Julia's whole life, and she couldn't even make it. Something had to be done. She WAS going to Hogwarts one way or another.
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Ginny and Julia headed their separate ways at Diagon Alley on August 30th. Julia was barely talking to her mum, and Ginny was miffed. Ginny had said she would buy everything Julia needed for Beaubaxtons and that Julia could wander around 'appropriate areas', and they would meet in three hours at the Leaky Cauldron. Julia first headed to Gringotts where she emptied her life's allowance savings. She might not need it all, but just in case...
She first headed to Flourish and Blott's where she got all the books off the list in the Hogwarts letter. Her mum had taken the letter, but she had managed to copy it down before Ginny had become totally anti-Hogwarts. She then went to Ollivander's, where she bought her eleven and a quarter inch, elm and phenoix feather wand. She then proceeded to buy a cauldron, quills and ink, and all the other supplies she needed. (A/N: If you are dying to know what they are, look it up in the Philosopher's/Sorcorer's Stone).
Julia still didn't know how she was going to actually get to Hogwarts, but she bought all her stuff anyway, cursing Beaubaxtons in French the whole time. The man at the last shop she stopped at was kind enough to shrink her purchases for her. Julia stuck them in her pocket and counted out the rest of her money. She had about a hundred Galleons left. She spent the ten Galleons her mother had given her to spend on trivial things, like sweets and a few novels. She then met up with her mother at the Leaky Cauldron and they Floo-ed back home, Julia immedaitly going upstairs to her bedroom, and slamming the door. Ginny levitated the packages up in front of her daughter's door with a sorrowful look. She hated being in a fight with her daughter. Julia was all she had, except for Michael.
...MICHAEL! Ginny began throwing pots out starting cooking spells. Her boyfriend was coming for dinner, and she had totally forgot! Ginny cursed soundly as she flicked her wand at a pile of cultelry, plates, napkins and cups, and they flew oer and arranged themsleves on the table. Ginny had gotten everything under control and managed to take a really quick shower and change before Michael arrived. Julia came down after she heard her mother go back downstairs after her shower.
"Michael's coming and you forgot."She said, almost laughing.
Ginny looked at her daughter. That was the first thing Julia had said to her all day that wasn't a reply to a question or related to their shopping plans. "Yes."she said huffily. "do you want to eat with us?"
"Do you want me to eat with you guys?"
"If you behave and are respectful to Michael." Ginny narrowed her eyes. The girl was up to something.
"If you let me go to Hogwarts."
There it was. "No, Julia, we have discussed this a million times. Hogwarts is not where you belong."
"HOW DO YOU KNOW WHERE I BLOODY WELL BELONG!?! THIS IS MY LIFE FOR SEVEN YEARS WE ARE TALKING ABOUT! I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU WOULD BE SO.....INCONSIDERATE OF WHAT I WANT!" Julia yelled, her eyes blazing.
"I'm helping you not screw your life up, hun, if you can't control your behaviour or your attitude, take a plate up to your room." Ginny piled fettucine alfredo on a plate and shoved it into Julia's hands. Julia grabbed a fork and went up to her room.
"Tell Michael to shove his fork up-"
"JULIA WINDSGATE! YOU ARE CLOSE TO NOT GOING ANYWHERE BUT A CEMETARY IN TWO DAYS!"
Julia didn't answer, just proceeded to her room and closed the door forcefully. Ginny slumped against the counter, rubbing her temples. The doorbell rang, and Ginny went to greet her boyfriend.
Dinner was lovely, and Ginny really enjoyed herself, and it looked like Michael did too. As they sat down to eat, Julia was up in her room, still trying to figure out how to get to Hogwarts. The eleven year old was talking softly to herself. "The packages from Diagon Alley are still shrunk. I can keep them in my trunk and have someone unshrink them when I get to Hogwarts. Where does the Hogwarts train leave?" She scanned the letter through again. Nothing. Fudgemuffins.
She packed her trunk full of the Beaubaxtons stuff and put the Hogwarts supplies in a secret compartment in the lid. She had found the small space, just big enough to fit about 4 wands, when she was six, playing hide-and-go- seek with a friend. With a heavy sigh, she closed the lid and put on her pygamas, and climbed into her bed.