Wolves and Snakes

Disclaimer- I don't own Harry Potter or any of the characters in the HP series. Nor do I own the bands or groups or teams in this story. The only character that I have Created are those that have never been a character in the HP books or something that was never a group, band. Team and so on in the muggle or magical world.

Thank you for choosing to read this, its very good as I have been told. I have a couple of people addicted to this story already, so hopefully you will like it that much to. I am also sorry in advance if any of the characters seem, well , out of character- I am trying my best for that not to happen but I might a little. And this is my first fanfic story so it might not be perfect. One more thing- if there are any mistakes, not to the story line but something not accurate please tell me , i can be oblivious sometimes. Oh and this is going to be quite a long story, many chapters so, yeah, if you like stories that rap up real quick , then um, yeah this isn't for you.

CHAPTER 1

She stared up at the school as she placed her bags sown. It was dark out, about two in the morning.

She was already late, the school year had started a week ago and she had just arrived. She would have come at the start of school, but there were... 'technical difficulties' moving her belongings from America. Not to mention finding a place to live when school was out.

As She stood there looking at the school, a figure walked towards her. The figure was an elderly man with a long white beard. Night blue robe and hat covered the man, his eyes sparkling a bit. A smile stretched across the figures face as he neared her.

"You must be Miss Price," The Elderly figure said cheerfully despite the early hour.

"Yes," She replies with a nod and a smile. She looks away to the castle, a slight grin across her face. "I have to say, this place... it's amazing! It reminds of a Blink182 music video."

Had she been looking at the man she would have noticed the bewildered look on the elders face. Miss Price often forgot there was a barrier between the muggle and magical world, and thought she never talked of magic to unknowing or untrustworthy muggles, to magical people she would talk about things they would never know about. Such things like Blink 182.

Finally she, once again, brought her gaze to the man in front of her, and saw his confused face.

"oh sorry- Blink 182 is a band in the muggle world, especially America's." she said giving an embarrassed smile.

"What strange names," he chuckled, " Those muggles are creative though, Della. You don't mind me calling you by your first name do you?"

"It's fine,... Dumbledore is it?"

"Yes but you can call me Albus if you like."

She smiled at that and picked up her suitcase. Her other luggage had been transported strait to the school, only thought, the ones she needed. The rest was transported to her apartment in the magical world.

"I'll escort you to your room, your probably tired."

She sighed a yes and they walked into the school.

I will have someone or me pick you up in the morning before breakfast to show kyou to you class room." Albus added

As they walked down the hall, Dumbledore explained the schedule and went over a few rules regarding the students and staff that were important to know. When they finally reached her room he ended with a few warnings, such as: moving stairs cases, peeves, student jokes, peeves, and a few other thing, some of which also included peeves.

By the time they said goodnight Della's eyes were already closing. She was exited about her new class, but that didn't suppress the tiering and annoying hell she went through to move here. So the butterflies in her stomach would just have to wait. Stumbling into her room she moves into the bathroom after rummaging through the bag she brought in, then moved in to the bath room to brush her teeth and wash her face. When she got out she changed in to an oversized Baseball t-shirt with blue sleeves and Yankees written on the front and 08 on the back, also in blue. It fell about to her knees.

She lit the fireplace that she groggily noticed and found her bed. She would examine her room's looks tomorrow, but right now her pillow was calling her.

Todescribe Della's looks, in one word, would have to be- odd. Not that she wasn't pleasant to look at, she was very pretty, but some of her features would be considered... unusual. Her hair for example was extremely different, While most people had one or two colors in her hair (highlights), she had every natural color. It randomly alternated shades of brown, blonde, red, and black, though there was a few strands of silver and white. Her hair was kept short in a jagged kind of style.

Her teeth, of all things, were the oddest. Because she was an animagi she could have certain features of her animal. Della, having the wolf as her animal sense she was twelve, had large fangs that for some reason, she could never get to disappear, even when not in wolf form. Now to explain such a young animagi, she was trying to change she just did one day when she was playing. Luckily she grew up in a magical neighborhood, so no memory charms were needed.

No one was ever really sure why she so easily transformed, sense it normally took alot of practice, but they let it go and registered her. Though she only had to back in a year when she found out she could sprout wings and had that put on the records. Though the wings was all, she couldn't turn into a bird, also never explained, but, though rare, this wasn't the first time it was heard off

Besides this and the times she chooses to walk around with her wolf tail or ears, (which was something else she could do, having the ability to have certain features of her creature without changing completely,) she could be mistaken as another person.

Della drifts into a deep sleep, only to be awoken the next day abruptly, and start her new confusing and strange life at Hogwarts.