Disclaimer: I own me and the plot..everything else...well, I don't own.
A/N: Yes, I've done it.. I'm on the verge of re-making the entire Trilogy I had in mind! WOOT! You're wondering what on Earth I'm talking about..Well, If you've known me for awhile, you know that I attempted a fic called I'll Fight For You. Sadly, it hit the bottom so fast, I just had to take it off this site. So, I'm remaking it with new plot, new characters..everything is changed so please please read! XD (and yes, I am the character in here, but I changed the last name.. ya never know who looks on these sites. lol) By the way, The HP characters are in here, but there's no Voldemort or evil thingies.. ok? ok. but there are twists and turns...you know what? Just read it lol.
Chapter 1: Silent, but Witchy
Shutting the 5:00 a.m alarm off, Maranda Maguire got out of bed yawning loudly; Hoping not to wake the others. Mandy was an orphan, always was..and always would be. She never met her parents, but she didn't worry too much; The orphanage had always taken good care of her.
Mandy stepped into the cold shower and let the water run for a minute before hitting the nozzle so warm water would come out instead. She stayed in for about a half-hour and realized someone was knocking on the door to use the bathroom. This was the reason she wanted to wake up so early...
8:00 a.m she stepped into the kitchen, grabbed a slice of toast, and walked into the reading room. Picking up a romance novel, Mandy started on page 45, which was where she left off from the previous day.
Later on, around noon, A big noise came from outside.. Mandy, like the rest of the children and teens, walked outside to see what it was. A (what looked like) a giant got off of a motorcycle at least twenty feet away from the building, and walked towards the children. The head of the orphanage, Maggy, came out to see what the rustle was.
"Who are you?," Maggy started, "And why are you here?"
"First off," He began, "My name is Hagrid, and I am here to pick up a Maranda Maguire..you and I spoke of this previously on the telephone--or whatever you mugg--I mean people call it.."
Maggy and Hagrid talked for a minute in private as everyone whispered about the events. Maranda was confused about the whole thing.. she didn't know what to think.. A very, very tall man coming to get her?? For what?? It seriously frightened her.
Finally, Hagrid walked in front of the children again and they all immediately stopped talking. He pointed at Mandy, "Are you Maranda?" she nodded and stepped forward in her red long sleeve shirt and black pants. "Well," He continued, "Don't just stand there! Let's get a move on!"
Figuring she better not ask where she was about to go, Maranda closed her mouth and followed the bearded man. She turned to wave at everyone, but they were gone...
"S'cuse me mister Hagrid, Sir..." She twiddled her thumbs, "Why is everyone gone..?"
Hagrid turned around and smiled, "Well, that's what I'm about to tell you..But First, yeh need to come with me."
Once again, Maranda followed Hagrid until they got to his motorcycle. He motioned her to get in, and she did as directed. Sitting in the cart which was connected to the motorcycle, Mandy felt the urge to ask him once again why everyone was gone.
"Alright," Hagrid sighed as he sat on the regular seat of the motorcycle, "I'll explain to you now.." He pushed in the keys of the vehicle and started it up.
In a quick minute, the motorcycle lifted from the ground and rose into the air like a runaway balloon.
"Hold on to yer seat!" Hagrid demanded and Mandy looked down at the ground in a panic. "I know what yer thinkin," the motorcycle started to move forward in the sky and up into the clouds, "Now, You, Maranda, are a witch. That's right, a witch. I was instructed to take you to Hogwarts School Of Witchcraft and Wizardry by Professor Albus Dumbledore. Yer Mom was also a witch, but yer Dad was not. He married her knowing this though, because he was surely in love."
A few bluebirds were passed as the motorcycle seemed to go faster. Hagrid continued, "A few years passed them by an' they 'ad you..Their first an' only child. Later, when you were about two years old, Yer Mom an' Dad went on a business trip...They never came back..an' you were submitted into the orphanage. Everyone found out later that they were killed in a ...what's that called... 'car' accident."
Feeling the tears start to form, Mandy couldn't help but push them back and try to listen to the rest of Hagrid's story. "So why did all those people disappear?" She found herself asking again.
Laughing, Hagrid blurted, "I was about to answer that! All yer acquaintances down there had to be placed back in the orphanage by magic with no memory of you..I'm sorry, but if anyone finds out about our world, a war could break loose..We can't have that, again"
"It's alright, I had no friends there anyways," Mandy admitted.
"Well," he went on, "Either way, you'll be placed in seventh year out of eight. This is because, well, you won't believe this, but yer Mom didn't even need school..She was a genius.. I guarantee, you pick up a wand and you'll be blastin' away fiends, and conjuring up potions--Well, If Snape can handle yer intellect that is. You have yer Mom's genes in you. You don't need education from year one and up. You have magic in yer mind, and you always have..but you were unaware of it. Now, you just have to open up that part of yer brain an' BINGO!"
As quick as he shouted bingo, the sky was a navy blue with stars painted at random across it. The clouds parted as a clear view of castle towers appeared followed by th rest of the exhilarating structure. Stone walls, tainted glass windows, and bridges from here and there...Maranda was surely in awe.
"Amazin' isn't it?" Hagrid retorted as he landed the black motorcycle on the green, green, grass by what looked like the entrance of the school. "Now," He stated, "Just enter in those doors, walk up the stairs, turn to yer left and walk through a pair of wooden doors. That should take ya to the Great Hall. Yer belongings should be in yer room already. Good luck.. I have to do school business otherwise I'd come with yeh."
Mandy stepped cautiously out of the cart and waved goodbye to the giant as she walked up the stone steps and looked at the entrance to her new home and school. The doors opened with a turn of the golden doorknob and a push of the wooden door using all of her might. Upon entering the enormous school, a brush of nerves placed themselves in Mandy's stomach.
After following Hagrid's direction to go up some stairs, Mandy saw the big wooden doors as she turned left, but she was immediately stopped by the feeling of being watched. A silky male voice spoke as she turned around to face it.
"Miss Maguire, I presume?" The voice came from a man with chin-length black hair. His entire atire was of black robes, with a black shirt underneath, completed with black trousers and black shoes.
The line he said reminded Mandy of an old investigator t.v. show, "Yes, that's me." She felt her nerves boiling, for she hated meeting new people.
The man took one step closer to her and sneered, "I'm Professor Severus Snape, Professor Snape to you. Professor Dumbledore, The Headmaster of this school, has asked me to bring you to his office to be sorted into one of four houses."
Mandy hadn't a clue what he was talking about, but followed him and his billowing robes to Dumbledore's office. Along the way, Mandy had been fascinated by the grand staircase's moving steps. However, Snape kept swift and quick movement, so she couldn't stop and watch.
Entering the office created an awe-struck look on Mandy's face, which was how she had looked for some while now. Snape greeted Professor Dumbledore and the three of them sat; Dumbledore behind his desk, Snape across from the desk, and Maranda next to Snape. Dumbledore took hold of an old, brown hat and handed it to Snape who then placed it on Mandy's head.
"Aha!" The hat spoke, startling Mandy, "Fresh meat to this school... Hmmm.. You truly have no idea what you are doing here," Mandy blushed, "but if you stick to books and studying, your true self will emerge from within and you will see just how genius you can be. Yes, I knew who your mother was. She came to this school as well...So, seeing as you are almost exactly like her, it only fits to put you in the same house she was in.."
A pause steadied itself among the room, as anticipation grew. The tattered hat cleared its throat and finished its speech, "....You belong in... Gryffindor!"
An annoyed sigh escped Snape's mouth as Mandy handed the hat to Dumbledore.
Standing up, Dumbledore explained how to get from his office to the Gryffindor Common Room, "...and just before you enter, you must say the password.." He whispered to the password to Mandy, Lillydew, not in fear of having Snape try to enter it, but just for protection.
Eventually, Maranda found her way to the Gryffindor common room after thanking her new Professors for sorting her and directing her to her new 'home.' Yawning quite loudly, she plopped herself onto a vacant bed which had a trunk of her belongings at the end of it. Quietly, she changed into pajamas, hopped into bed, and immediately fell into a restful sleep.
Awaking to hear birds chirping, Maranda noticed that she only heard birds..No chatting from peers or anything..Just..Birds.. She shot up from her bed, seeing that nobody was in the bedroom but her. After getting dressed in a forest-green t-shirt and jeans, she walked calmly down to the common room. Right then she realized that she woke up late, and no one bothered to tell her. Feeling let down, she walked back to the bedroom, grabbed her belongings for class, (Dumbledore had provided school supplies for her including a wand.), looked at her schedule, and headed for her first class.
Entering Potions class late was something the students dreaded. No one had ever done it before and truthfully never wanted to. They were very surprised though, when Maranda walked in as though she had nothing to worry about. Snape was in the front of the class, talking about the year's sylabus, and abrubtly stopped when Mandy sat in a seat next to Draco Malfoy. This was something she would soon regret.
Severus Snape took a few steps towards Maranda and asked her if she could tell the class why she was late. This was when the trouble started.
"I woke up late.." Mandy knew it was the truth, but for some reason Snape thought otherwise.
He stepped another few steps closer to her, "I don't think so. Why on earth would you wake up late when you knew perfectly well that you had school the next day?"
"Professor Snape," Mandy blushed, "It was a mistake. I hadn't looked at my schedule until I woke up, and I didn't wake up until the start of this class. I had to get changed, so I couldn't of been here earlier.."
Draco, being the slimey Slytherin that he was, laughed at the new girl sitting next to him. "Professor," Draco began, "Even if she was late on accident, shouldn't she be in her own seat? I mean, it would be nice if those Gryffindorks-I mean Gryffindors sat here sometime, but why should she have choice in where she sits? She belongs with Potter,Weasley, and...Granger.."
"He's right, you know, even if you weren't late on purpose, you should've still sat with your own house." Snape retorted.
Being the nervous girl she was, Mandy had no idea what to say. She didn't know she was supposed to sit with her house, but she didn't know how the intimidating professor would respond. "I," She took a breath, "I didn't know we had to sit with our house."
"Stand up Miss Maguire," Severus demanded, "It doesn't take a scientist to find your place. Over there with the red head, the boy with the scar, and the know-it-all. Over there is your seat next to them. If you can't remember that simple place to park yourself, then maybe you need a few detentions to practice sitting!"
Now hunched over, Maranda rushed over to her seat as the Slytherins, including Malfoy, giggled at her innocent mistake. She could tell right then and there that things would be the same or worse as it was in her orphanage. She always had flashbacks of her earlier years there; The children and older kids would make fun of her because she was different. She was always quiet, nervous, paranoid, and never expressed her true feelings. She always hid her tears back, which was unhealthy, but she felt it was a good choice. Even up to the very day she arrived at Hogwarts, she didn't cry.
This being a terribly new situation, Mandy wanted to shed some tears. She wanted to burst out in front of everyone and cry for all those years she couldn't. Yet, she still could'nt let that happen.
Now in her assigned seat, Maranda sank in her own silence as Snape started to teach his class. All the students ended up taking notes on the assigned pages of their book. Their homework was to write a five page essay on the reasoning for truth serum.
As class was dismissed, Draco approached Maranda as she was picking her belongings up.
"Hey, Maguire," He snickered, "Nice name..Anyways, I hope you find your seat comfortable.. Mudblood." He turned around and proudly walked away.
Snape had heard the whole thing. He was at his desk the whole time, and as usual, he let it slide. After all, it was Draco, his favorite student, who insulted the 'new girl.' This didn't make him happy, but something made him feel pleased that Malfoy added to Maranda's tension. After all, she was a Gryffindor.
Sighing as she left the potions room, Maranda realized she would be late for her next class, for she had no idea where it was. She eventually climbed the right staircase though, and entered Transfiguration with Professor McGonagall. Her first impression of McGonagall was that she could be strict if she had to be, but other than that she was a kind spirit. She then found her impression to be right; McGonagall dismissed her this once for being late, but she warned her that next time she would get a detention.
It was her first transfiguration lesson, yet it seemed like she was a pro at using her wand. The class was supposed to turn their school book into a bat, and boy oh boy did Maranda's come out just fine. A jealous Draco swore at her on the way out, saying that she probably had Hermione do it for her. Obviously that wasn't the case.
The rest of the day was alright. Maranda was still her shy self, but her remainder of classes went along smoothly, and she wasn't late anymore. She had finally gotten the courage to ask Hermione, Ron, and Harry for directions, for they had the same lessons together. Sadly, she found they also had the same classes with Draco, and sadly, every class he would pick on her. Did she stand up for herself? No..She found that shrugging the insults off was easier.
At last, supper came and left. Mandy ate her dinner without talking with anyone, and she left the Great Hall as soon as she could. This way, her homework would somehow get done on time, leaving time to spare for some sleep. This was her plan for the whole year, but she felt something would mess her plan up.
The night's moon lighted the bedroom just enough to help her see her way to her bed, and it was enough to protect her during her dreamless sleep.