"Well, where's your car then?" I asked.
"You have a lot to learn about witchcraft," she said. Then suddenly I was being squeezed from all sides, something was pressing me down, and then, with a crack I landing on soft grass outside of a beaten up old house in a neighborhood that didn't look too friendly.
"WHAT WAS THAT?" I yelled.
"Shhh! Don't yell! It was disaperation. Only adult witches and wizards are allowed to do it, but you experienced side-along apperation," she explained.
"So where are we anyway?" I asked. But just then the weirdest thing ever happened. Another house sort of appeared between two other ones. We went through the door and were greeted by a man with thinning blonde hair.
"Hello Tonks!" he said.
"Who's this?" he asked.
"This is Caretta. She's going to live here," Tonks said.
"I am Remus Lupin," he said to me. I smiled, but I was definitely confused.
"Go upstairs and find a room to stay in," said tonks.
"Wait! I want to know where I am and who he is!" I said, pointing a Lupin.
"Well. Lord Voldemort was an evil wizard who killed many people. He tried to kill a baby named Harry Potter, but by some miracle he survived, and Lord Voldemort was defeated. Harry will start Hogwarts in about two years, but he doesn't even know he's a wizard. He parents were killed. This building is, I mean was, the headquarters of The Order Of the Phoenix. We were a resistance against Voldemort. I was too young to be in the order then, but I live here now. The order isn't needed anymore because Voldemort is out of power. I think he's still alive though," Tonks said.
"Wow. I'll go choose a room," I said, walking up the stairs. I unpacked my stuff and went back downstairs.
"Tonks? Are we going to go to London to get my stuff?" I asked.
"Sure," she said. The pressing feeling started again, but this time I was ready for it. When I opened my eyes I was in a crowded street, in a sea of cloaked people. Strange things were in the shop windows. Brooms, cauldrons, toads, and dusty spellbooks were some of the things I saw as I was hurried through the street. We bought cloaks, books, a wand (10 inches, made of ivory, and the grossest thing of all, filled with a dragon heartstring) and a cauldron, among other things.
When we were we were walking along the street, just kind of looking at some things before we left, when I saw the most beautiful thing I had ever seen. A dark black broom with Lighting 3000 written is gold letters on the end. I stopped to look and Tonks noticed.
"You like that? It's the newest model," she said knowledgeably. I nodded, and she walked through the door of the shop and came out with the broom in her hand.
"Thanks!" I said, "Can I try it out?" She nodded and I grabbed the broom and thought "up! Up!" Suddenly I was in the air, the wind blowing in my face. I swerved around, going higher and higher. When I came down Tonks told me I was a good flier.
"Well it's a good broom!" I replied. I was now almost used to the squeezing feeling of apperation, so it wasn't a surprise to me when I felt it for the third time. Once we got home Tonks suddenly groaned.
"What is it?" I asked.
"We forgot to get you an owl. Now we'll have to go back," she said.
"I have a parrot," I said.
"I don't know about them. He's probably not smart enough to carry mail," she said. Suddenly I heard familiar squawk. Fisher came flying down the stairs and landed on Tonks' shoulder, obviously offended.
"Well he's smart enough to know when he's being insulted," Tonks said. So Fisher, oddly enough, served as a substitute owl. I went to bed that night thinking about how weird it was to be here. It wasn't my house. Tonks wasn't my mom. It was all happening way too fast. It didn't feel real. My life had been so normal. Now it felt like I was living somebody else's life. I realized that I hadn't broke down and probably gone crazy yet because I had convinced myself it was a dream. But reality hit me like a bucket of water. It is real.