Chapter 1

Mr. Archive how many times must I tell you no planting rats in the other children's beds?" A very angry Ms. Henderson shouted at a boy who did not really care on what she said. Ms. Henderson was a very proper woman with brown hair that went down to the middle of her back. She had a nice figure, but a disgusting mole on her neck.

"It won't happen again." The boy said as he starred at the ceiling.

"Good. Now there is some one here to see you." She grabbed his hand and led him to her office. Inside were an old woman with a long black robe on and a black pointed hat with a smile on her face.

"Good morning Mr. Archive. I am Professor McGonagall I am sure you have heard of me."

"Um…Yes you're the lady who sent me the letter about me being a wizard and the list of school supplies." He said as he pulled out a yellow crumpled up paper out of his pocket. He opened it and began to read aloud:

Hogwarts School of

Witch Crafty and Wizardry

Set of plain work robes (black or blue)

Plain pointed hat (black) for day wear.

Pair of protection gloves (Dragon hide or similar)

Winter Cloak (black or silver)

Course books

All students must have a copy of the following:

The Standard Book of Spells (Grade 1)

By Mindera Goshawk

A History of Magic

By Bathilda Bagshot

Transfiguration Level 1 (Beginners Guide)

By Adolf Hitmisific

One Thousand Magical herbs and Fungi

By Phyllida Spore

Magical Potions (a Better Guide for a Beginning Wizard)

By Arsenois Jigger

Magical Beast and Creatures

By: Michel Shemirak

Defensive Techniques and Protection Spells: A Beginners Guide

By Hermione Granger

Other Equipment

1 broom stick (any kind will do)

1 wand

1 cauldron

1 set of glass or crystal phialis

1set of brass scales

Students may bring an owl or cat or toad.

"I see you already know of the school then?" she asked as she took out a short wooden stick out of her pocket.

"Um…Yes but, I was wondering how am I suppose to get there and how am I suppose to buy these items I don't have any money?" He said quickly.

"Well to answer your question, you will be staying with a family named the Weaslies and I will pay for your books. Now go get your things and come back here." Malcolm looked at Ms. Henderson as she gave him a nod. He jumped out of the chair he sat in and ran up the steps to his room. All the children stared at him as he grabbed his suit case and began to pack.

"Are you being adopted?" A ten year old boy by the name of Henry asked. Malcolm didn't say a word, but just kept on packing. "Come on tell us." Henry said as he started talk to another one of the children. Once he was entirely packed he grabbed the suit case and walked down the steps.

Professor McGonagall led him into the backyard, "Hold on my hand tightly and shut your eyes." She said as she pulled out the stick again and waved it around. Malcolm closed his eyes and all of the sudden it felt as if he was being squeezed through a one inch tunnel. When he reopened his eyes he was in an area with many people all wearing cloaks and pointy hats. There where many shops and Malcolm swore he saw a man riding on a broom stick. "Okay see that shop over there", she said as she pointed to a small brown building, "that's the wand shop go inside and say you're here for a wand and I will meet you in there."

Malcolm walked inside the building. There where many shelves with boxes on them, and near the back were a brown desk and behind it was a man who was reading a large green book. He walked over to the man and leaned on the desk. "Amazing," he said as he turned the page, "this story never sees to ever become boring." He looked up at Malcolm. He had a huge nose and his face was wrinkly, "Ah…Here for a wand I see. Wait here!" He walked around and grabbed a couple of the boxes and went back to the desk. He opened the first one to reveal white wand, "Phoenix hair, 10 ½ inches." He said with a expression of wonder on his face. Malcolm grabbed It and a bunch of red sparks erupted from it which caused a vase in the back to explode. "Nope! Try this one." He took out a brown one as he placed it in his hands. A felling that Malcolm couldn't describe came over him as if he had learned to fly. "Good, Good." He said as Professor McGonagall came into the building.

"That was fast." Malcolm said with disbelief that she got all his other supplies.

"Well I had to hurry for this year something exciting is going to happen at Hogwarts and I have many preparations to make. They walked outside and she pulled out her wand again, "You ready?"

"Yep."

"All right then off to the Weaslies." And with that she grabbed his hand as they disappeared.

Though miles away Orion Skull was entering a familiar site to him he had just entered the old hide out of his dear friend. It is good to be back. He thought as he sat in the chair that once belonged to Voldermort. The place was entirely empty and still had the look of death in it. The paint was still coming off, though the snakes weren't there anymore. Orion never did like the snakes; he always preferred the lizards Voldermort kept in the back. No one ever liked the snakes really it was only him. Now the place is mine to have. What Orion loved the most was being in a body of a 21 year old, when he was really 52. He never wanted to look old and now he never would. As Orion tapped on the arm of the chair he sat in he pulled up his sleeve to reveal the dark mark. He was ready to bring back Voldermort's loyal followers back to the familiar hide out. He pressed the tattoo with his finger as it started to move. Then black smoke appeared in twelve different places as twelve hooded figures appeared. All stared at him as he arose from the chair, "Welcome back my fellow death eaters."