Ok, so I haven't updated in like….months. Was anyone waiting? Well sorry, I completely forgot about this story till I checked my email and saw I had a few reviews for it. And last night when I was watching Full House. So I tried to make this a longish one.
None of your beeswax: Yeah I know I was really bitchy and should have kept my comments to myself, and I apologize to all of those people, but I have a really explosive attitude at times. I was really pissed off that day cause of friends, family, and all that kind of stuff. And bloody puppet, now cold toenails, and me are friends and we were laughing at it. So yeah sorry, and I'll try to keep comments to myself.
I ran down the stairs. I was already late for breakfast and had little time to eat. Smack, I ran into some one and the next thing I knew was that I was on the floor. "I'm so sorry," I said to the person that I had knocked down. I pulled myself up. I looked at the girl I had knocked down. She had long black hair with dark brown eyes.
"Quit alright," she said. "Hi I'm Allison." She held out her hand.
"Hey, I'm Stephanie," I said shaking her hand. We walked down to the great hall together. "So are you the one from America?" Allison asked.
"Yeah. I live in San Francisco," I told her.
"San Francisco? Interesting. I live in London with my mom and dad. I also have a younger brother."
"Cool. I live with my dad, my two sisters, my aunt and uncle and their two kids. Oh and also my dad's friend, Joey, lives with us," I told her.
"You have a lot of people in your house."
"Mhm." We pushed open the doors. The room was filled with the noise of loud talking and laughter. We walked to our tables. I sat down beside Harry and one of Ron's brothers. I think it was Fred. "What were you doing with a Slytherin?" he asked.
"What?" I said buttering some toast.
"That girl you were with, she was a Slytherin," Fred said pointing to where Allison was sitting.
"Oh Allison," I said. I stopped to take a bite. "I ran into her in the hallway. She's nice."
"But she's a Slytherin!" Ron said, cutting into our conversation.
"Yeah so?" I said shrugging.
"Slytherins are evil," Ron said. "Anyone put in that house is bad."
"Sure," I said sarcastically. "Well, if you would excuse me, I have to go get some things I need for class." I left the table, angry with the two brothers. 'They don't know what they are talking about,' I thought, 'Not every Slytherin can be like that.' I went back to the dorm and put a few notebooks into my book bag and changed into my school robes.
I was heading to potions when I was stopped in the hallway. "Hey Stephanie, wait up!" someone yelled. I stopped and turned around. It was Allison. "Hey," I said when she caught up to me.
"Where are you going?" she asked.
"I have potions next," I said.
"Really?" she said. "I have that too."
"Cool, we can walk together." We talked while we headed off to class. We didn't talk about much. Just what it's like at our homes and other friends and stuff. When we went entered to room we took a seat next to each other. A few people stared at us. "So are you muggle born or pure blood?" she asked, taking out her books.
"What?" I asked confused.
"Are you muggle born or pure blood?" she asked again.
"I know that, but what do you mean by pure blood?" I asked.
"A pure blooded wizard has both magical parents and a muggle born doesn't," she explained.
"Oh. Well I don't know," I said. "I just got this letter one day and I guess the next thing I knew was that I was here." Really, true story.
"You must be muggle born then," Allison said twirling her pen in her hand. "Not that I think that's there anything wrong with that. I was just curious."
"Yeah, sure ok," I said sounding confused. Before we could carry on our conversation, Professor Snape came through the door. The room fell dead silent. Snape strode to the front of the room and started writing on the board. "Now," he said in an icy tone. "You will be learning how to make numberous (I'm not creative today) potion. Does anyone know the purpose of this?"
Of course Hermoine was the first to raise her hand. "Numberous is used to make one's enemy numb for a period of time," she said in a matter of fact voice.
"Know it all," Allison muttered. I giggled.
"Correct Miss Granger," Professor Snape said. "Now get to work." He hit the board with a ruler. Allison and I started to work. I started to slice the mug weeds while she started to peel the skin off of the caterpillars. We debated over who got that job. In the end I won by settling it with a game of rock paper scissors. "Want it?" she asked dangling the skin in front of my face.
"Ewe! Put it in already!" I said. She dropped it in and I added my weeds. We were more than half way through when Allison asked me another question. "Why are they staring at us?" she asked.
"Who?" I asked while I stirred the potion counter clockwise three times.
"Them," she said pointing over to a table diagonal to us. I looked to where she was pointing. She was pointing at the table where Ron and Harry were sitting. "Excuse me," I said leaving her for a moment.
"What?" I asked them.
"What?" Ron and Harry asked.
"Why do you keep staring at us?" I asked them sounding annoyed.
"We weren't!" Harry said.
"Yes you were! I just saw you!" My voice was rising a little.
"It's nothing," Ron said.
"Back to your seat Miss Tanner," Snape ordered me. I huffed back over to my seat and plopped down.
"So what did they want?" Allison asked.
"Nothing," I said. "They're just weird." Allison laughed. When we finished our potion is was a chunky light blue.
"Is it supposed to be like that?" I asked Allison looking discussed.
"I doubt it," she said wrinkling her nose. "So do you want to test it?"
"I take the chance of going numb?" I asked. "No way!"
Professor Snape walked by our cauldron to inspect it. "This is horribly wrong. First of all you didn't churn it clock wise five times. It looks more like three-."
"Oops," Allison said interrupting him.
"Do not interrupt me when I am speaking," Snape sneered at her. Allison nodded trying to fight back a smile. "Also you forgot to add the apple." He pointed to the floor where our brown, shriveled apple laid.
"Oh," I said. "Sorry. We'll try harder next time." Snape snorted and went to the next cauldron.
Later that night Malaya came back caring a box. I let her in and took the package from her. She happily flew to the top post of my bed. I sat on my bed and opened the package. There was a letter inside also.
Dear Stephanie,
Hello Stephanie, this is Dad. I hope you are having fun at school. Have you made new friends? Are you wearing clean clothes? And I hope you remembered to make your bed. But I hope you are having a fun time.
Things are going fine here. I know they don't celebrate Thanksgiving in Britain, so we'll have to be have it with out you. But hopefully you can come home for Christmas. We all miss you and hope to hear from you soon. The camera is in the box. I also packed in a few more tapes just in cases you run out.
And I guess that you are wondering how you are a witch. Well it was a secret that we hoped that I would never have to tell you, but I think you should know now. Well, your mother was a witch, not your uncle Jesse, only your mother was. Dj also got a letter, but we asked them to keep this quiet because we didn't want to change her life, and we heard of some horrible things going on in the wizard world and we didn't want her to get involved. But I guess we had to do the same for you. We thought that it meant for all of you, but I was wrong. Well that's pretty much the story. I'm sorry I didn't tell you sooner.
Well I hope things are going well and we look forward to seeing out video. Bye honey.
Love,
Dad and the rest of the family
I folded up the note and stuck it into my jewelry box where I kept a picture of my family and the other letters. I carefully lifted the camera from the box and turned it on. "Hey guys," I said turning it to my face. "This is my bed room where I stay with other Gryfindors." I got a shot of the entire room. "You are probably wondering what Gryfindors are. Well the school is separated into four houses. Gryfindors, Slytherin, Hufflepuff, and Ravenclaw. I know it sounds a little confusing, but just roll with it." I walked into the living room. "And this is the living room part. See it has a fireplace." I got a close up on the fireplace.
"What's that?" Ron asked while eating a chocolate frog.
I turned it off quick. "This is a video camera. I'm making a movie for my family to see what it's like here." He still looked confused. I sighed. "A video camera makes movies."
"Oh," he said. He went back to his homework.
"And this is Ron and Hermoine," I said getting them into he video. Hermoine smiled and waved and Ron just raised a hand. "They are some of my friends here. Hermoine is a genius. And Ron…well…that's Ron."
"Hey!" Ron said sounding offended. Hermoine laughed. "And this is Harry. Harry Potter," I said. "Another friend and famous in the wizard world." Harry smiled at the camera.
I took it to the bathroom. "And this is the girl's bathroom. Nice ain't it?" I ran back to our room. "As you can see here I have loads of homework." I got a close up my stack of homework. "And that is Malaya. But you already know her." I turned the camera back to my face. "And I'll show you my classes and the rest of the stuff later. But now I need to get started on my homework." I turned it off and sat down at my desk.
Sorry if it wasn't that long… I have stuff to do. And I know that people have told me that 'muggle' items won't work in the wizard world, but this is my story and I say they do. Besides, that Collin kid's camera worked, and I don't think that it's magical. I know I might sound like I am…um let's go with weird, so I don't have to swear if little kids read this or people don't like to hear swearing, but that's the way I am. I swear a lot, I don't really care what people think about me, and I say what I think usually. Also I can be very depressing, and I just got out of a thing where I hate myself and pretty much everything. I mean this year was an uphill struggle for me. I was put into the stereotypic gothic group or now considered punk. And if you don't like it, then screw you cause I'm sick of people telling me who I should be and I'm not taking it anymore. So if I sound –fill in the blank- I'm just having some troubles in life and try to ignore it. So I hope you liked this and I'll update soon if you peoples want. Well, bye for now. Next chapter will be longer… Ja Ne (Japanese for see you I speak some Japanese…)
