Overlooked
Author's Note: Well just R&R Cheers!
"Want a frog?" woken from her daze, Renwin looked at the speaker. It's was Hermininny's, or whatever her name's companion. The red head. She wrinkled her head as she saw it squirming in his hand. She shook her head and held up her package of bubble gum Ron shrugged and turned back to his companions. Her mind began to wnader again as she watched the dreary countryside whizz by.
"She is not a witch, Colton phone the police! He's obviously some kind of stalker!" cried Mrs. Morgan in alarm after Hagrid had finished his tale. "My husband was a decent, normal man! How dare you say these crazy stories, Colton move!" Colton seemed to be frozen to the spot, staring in fear and fascination at the giant man.
"Now hold up one second," cried Hargrid. "Dumbeldore said this might happen, " grumbled Hagrid, as he stuffed his palms into his many pockets on his rather hideous mole skin jacket. "Aw, here it is," revealing a rather stained piece of parchment. He passed it Mrs. Morgan and she took it between to fingers like it was a bomb. Her eyes flickering over the paper and her mouth formed a tiny 'o'. Her eyes shined with tears as she finished.
"It's his signature," she choked. Renwin snatched the paper and began reading it.
Dear Dumbeldore,
As you know my family history, you know my children most likely won't contain wizard blood. Under the circumstances, that I have fallen in love in love with the most wonderful muggle woman, now my wife. Thank - you fro the wonderful silverware, (my wife at the wedding thought you were a family doctor, at the time of the wedding,). As you know I have decided to leave the wizarding world, so that my children will never have to wonder why their not like me and my wife not living in discomfort in our world.
I wish to ask you one favour that is if my children are indeed wizards, that they will be enrolled in Hogwarts, I in turn will brace them for the wizarding world. All I need is a spot reserved. For my children if they posses magic.
Sincerely
David Morgan
They all stopped and stared at Hagrid and realized the it was indeed the truth. "Oh, their's more," he said reaching into his pocket and passing a photo of Renwin's very pregnant mother and her beaming Dad. They gasped in surprise as figures waved back, "that's a wizard photo there." He showed a key to them, "a key to your Dad's vault at Gringrott's the wizard bank."
"I'm really a witch?" asked Renwin unsure.
"Absolutely, like your Dad, though you should have been school when you were eleven," Hagrid said rather nervously.
"What!" cried Renwin in surprise.
"Some how you managed to slip through undetected, we thought you were muggle but then we detected a large supply of magic coming from here and found out it was you."
"Hey, am I a wizard then?" asked Colton thirteen years old.
"Sorry lad, you're a muggle, as nonmagical as they come," replied Hagrid, Colton's head lowered. Mrs. Morgan was staring at Renwin.
"I thought you had stopped doing that levitating thing!" whispered Mrs. Morgan. Renwin too lowered her head.
Renwin laughed silently at the memory and remembered at day at Diagon Alley with Hagrid, it had been exhilarating. The energy buzzed with magic and looked down at the box in her lap and peeked in stroking the beady eyes. A whiskered nose poked out and she remembered getting Pinky. Hagrid had gave her a pet as a welcome to being a witch present.
"Were almost their you should change into your robes," smiled the dark haired boy. She realized the other's were already changed and nodded. She loved her robes, soft and new. She smiled.
"Yeah, I guess I should."