Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter.
A/N: Chapter 2! Hooray!
My story: A muggle girl in a magic world.
Chapter 2: Potions as a squib
When I woke up the next morning I was sure that it had all been a dream, but as soon as I opened my eyes I saw a room that was nothing like the one I had back home, or may flat back in London. I sat up and reality overcame me. I was in a room with five four-poster beds, yellow and black plaster all over everything. I was in the dormitory of the Hufflepuff common room.
I got off the bed and tried to find my cloths from yesterday. Somehow I was going to get out of this weird place. I located my bag and walked to the door. As soon as I opened it I saw a girl with long blond hair and a dreamy expression.
"Luna!" I said relieved to see a somewhat familiar face.
"Hi Sammy" She said, "Want to get down for breakfast before we figure out what we are going to do?"
"Sure" I said. I really didn't want to spend another second in this place, but my stomach was growling so loudly that I couldn't refuse.
When we got to the dining room I saw it was nothing how the books described it. Rather than four long tables for all the houses, there were several dozen smaller tables where students from each house intermingled. I wanted to find a well hidden table where we could talk alone, but as soon as I opened my mouth to make a suggestion of a table I saw that met my preferences Luna was yelling to a friend and dragging my toward a very crowded table.
"This is my umm Cousin Sammy" she said to the group.
"Hello" said a girl with very brown bushy hair and who was buried in a book.
"Hermione?" I said before I could stop myself
"Yeah? Have we met?"
"Umm.. Umm." I stuttered
"Oh she has been asking all sorts of questions about Hogwarts" Luna interrupted, "I've given her the lowdown on all of you guys. She has also read those books."
"You mean those Harry Potter books about us?" said a boy with sandy hair.
"They are interesting Seamus" said Hermione.
"They aren't worth my time."
"You're just mad you aren't in them" said a boy with red hair and lots of freckles.
"Shut up Ron"
"So all of you are real?" I said too fascinated to stop myself.
"Of course we are real. How do you think we got in the books." said Hermione.
"Wait how come you are still here? Wouldn't you have finished last year." I knew I had said something odd by the looks on everyone's faces. I wanted to just sink down into my way to long robe Luna had loaned me and just pretend I was home. Before the awkward silence lasted to long, however; Luna came to the rescue at once.
"Guys! Stop looking at her weird it's rude! Isn't it obvious?"
"What?" said Ron,
Luna bent down over them and said in a whisper. "She is a squib! Stop making her feel even less adequate by those looks! Sammy Hogwarts actually has nine years not seven"
I don't know why Luna had just saved my butt, but I was angry calling me a squib like that. For the first time I wanted to be there, but not as a SQUIB as one of them. The looks on their faces changed from looks of bewilderment to looks of pity. I didn't want their pity. "If only I could think of something to say" I thought and then my mouth got in my way again.
"I am very good at potions though! It's the spells I can't do!" I blurted. Why was I so stupid Luna had set it all up for me!
"Of course you are" said a girl with black hair.
"No really I am!" Why can't my verbal diarrhea stop?
"Yeah" She said,
"I'll prove it! When do you have potions Luna?"
"Next actually" she said with a bit of annoyance. I knew she must be annoyed I was screwing everything all up, but I had to for some reason prove to everyone I could do it even though I couldn't.
We arrived in the basement for potions and to my amazement it looked my like my chemistry class in high school that the damp and dirty room described in the books. I settled at a desk by Luna and sat down.
"What are you doing?" She asked,
"I can do it! It doesn't require magic does it?"
"No, but Sammy we can't let everyone think…"
"That I'm a muggle" I interrupted,
"Well…"
"I am, but this is a step up and I'll be damned if anyone is going to make me look the fool"
"Okay"
"So what do I do?"
"That's just it! I'm horrible at potions! I don't know how to help you!"
"Well I'll figure it out what do I need?"
"There are books and cauldrons over there go get them."
"Okay" I said. As I gathered my things I knew this would be a disaster, but my damn ego wouldn't let me stop. This was how I really got stuck in the magical world. So much has happened now. Sometimes I wish I could take it all back, but then I couldn't tell this tale. So there I was waiting like all the other 7th year potions students, waiting to start a lesson in advanced potion making; except I had never made a potion in my life.
"Students! Quiet!" said a rather small woman walking into the class
"Yes professor Wilhorn" the class chanted all together.
"Today we will be making a memory recalling potion called Memor Minitus. Turn your books to page 482. Instructions are written there."
I was so scared I gathered my ingredients and settled down to make my very first potion. To my surprise it was rather easy not unlike high school chemistry class. Before I knew it my potion was done. It looked a pale shade of lavender, exactly the color it was supposed to be. Then the embarrassment came.
"Look here!' said professor Willhorn "Miss Miss-What is your name?"
"Sammy" answered Luna for me.
"Young Samantha here has made a perfect Memor Minitus!"
Everyone was staring at me shocked.
"The squib made a potion?" Said the girl with black hair from before
"You're a Squib?" said professor Wilhorn.
"Ye-Y-Yes" I answered.
"This is amazing! You must see the headmaster! This is a breakthrough!"
"It is?"
"Yes come with me!"
Before I could object I was being dragged out of the room. I saw Luna's face as I left and I could tell she was just as worried about everything as I was
A/N: This is a shorter chapter sorry. Also it gets funny; I have to set up story first! Hope u like it