Sorry I haven't updated in a while. Bad Megan, Bad!

I hope you've all been reading The Jokers Unite, by Cainabella. We can and will turn you into toads!

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xtotallyatpeacex: Thanks! You make me feel all warm and fuzzy inside ;-) Arabella Side-Along Apparated with Tonks. As for you inquiry about what House she's going to be sorted into, you'll just have to find out! ;-)

"Molly. Molly O'Connor. And I want to have curly red hair, freckles, and green eyes!"

"Slow down, you don't even know how to make any of those things yet!" Tonks smiled. Today, she had bright purple hair and a nose so small it was hardly visible. She had incredible hazel eyes. "As for your name, I think it's kind of cute."

"Sorry. I just get excited when I think about going to Hogwarts and everything. This is so new! I'm going to do magic! I'm going to ride a broom! I'm—"

"Slow down! I know your excited, but you have to be patient!" Tonks was quite obviously very excited herself. She kept bouncing up and down on the balls of her feet.

"The first step is to think about what you want to be. When I'm sad, my hair is all lank and icky. Then I have to think happy thoughts to get it to bounce back again!" she tossed her long, neon-purple locks.

"Ok, I think—I think—" Brianne's long, red hair shortened slightly and turned a very light strawberry red.

"Wow! Oh my gosh! Looklooklooklook!" Bri was ecstatic. She jumped and clapped, never taking her eyes off the mirror in Tonks's room. Tonks laughed appreciatively.

A few hours later Bri had managed curly red hair, freckles, and green eyes, but she wasn't able to maintain it for more than 15 minutes.

"You've got it! A few more days and I think you'll have it!"

"Really? I figured it would take months!"

"Well, you were born a Metamorphmagus. You don't learn how to be one. You just needed a little practice is all. Same time tomorrow sound good?"

"Yeah. Thank you so much, Nymphadora!"

"Eek! Call me Tonks, OK?"

"Alright N—I mean Tonks!" Bri walked out of the house where Dumbledore was waiting. She was staying in a small apartment attached to his office at Hogwarts until she joined the student body.

"How did it go, Ms. Malfoy?" he asked.

"Great. Watch—" Bri started to change her hair back to red, but Dumbledore stopped her.

"Not here, Muggles will see you. Tell me, have you ever Apparated?"

"No, I'm under-aged!"

"Of course. I meant Side-Along Apparition, Ms. Malfoy."

"Oh, well, no, not really."

"Well there is a first time for everything! Take my hand," he extended his long, wrinkled hand to Bri, "and here we go!"

Bri felt as if she was spinning very quickly through a rather darkened room. All of a sudden, she had landed in her apartment in Dumbledore's office.

"Whoah," she said.

"That was about my reaction when I first Side-Along Apparated," Dumbledore smiled, his blue eyes twinkling, "I'll leave you now, I have some important Ministry business to tend to. You have a special Transfiguration lesson in about an hour with Professor McGonagall. She's going to come here to teach you, so don't leave my office, alright? Alright. Ciao!" and he strode out of the room, humming as he went.

Bri looked around the room. She guessed that the room was magical, because it didn't seem possible that this room could be seen from the outside of the castle—it jutted off from the tower office like a gigantic wart. An incredibly comfy bed, a desk and chair, a bookcase, a wardrobe, a squashy armchair, and even a fireplace made this room about as cozy as it could be. Paintings of famous witches and wizards eyed her suspiciously—apparently Dumbledore hadn't informed them of their new visitor.

A/N I have serious writer's block right here…

"Ms. Malfoy?" A stern-looking woman poked her head into Bri's room. Bri had fallen asleep in the squashy armchair, and drool was running down her cheek.

"Huh? Um…Who are you?" Bri quickly wiped the saliva off her mouth, face turning red.

"I am Professor McGonagall, I will be your Transfiguration teacher today. I trust that Professor Dumbledore informed you of our lesson?" she did not look pleased that Bri had fallen asleep waiting for her.

"Er—yeah. Sorry, I'm just really, um, tired." Bri's face turned a vivid crimson.

"Today, we are going to study how to turn our quills into birds…"

"But I don't have a wand!" Bri felt incredibly stupid. How could she have forgotten? She didn't have a wand? Stupidstupidstupid Bri!

"Just like Dumbledore to forget such things. He always has the master plan, but he forgets the so-called 'petty' details. I suppose I'll have to take you to Diagon Alley. Have you any money?"

"Um, Dumbledore gave me some a while back to buy school supplies, yeah—"

"Alright then. We'll have to go right now. Lesson cancelled. Let's go,"

It was around 6 pm when they arrived in London. Luckily, it was a Friday night, so the shops were open late.

"We'll only cover the basics. Ollivander's, Madam Malkin's, Flourish and Blott's, the Apothecary, and a cauldron shop." She stepped into the Leaky Cauldron, Bri at her side. McGonagall made her way to the back, and stepped in front of the brick wall, tapping seemingly random bricks above an old trash can.

Bri was extremely excited. She was going to Diagon Alley for the first time in her life. What surprises awaited her beyond the wall?

So this one was kind of slow, but it's more of a transitional chapter. I promise I will update soon!