Prologue 06 - Cyclops

The second last stop was the pet shop. I would've settled for a kneazle since they could detect suspicious people, but no, I had to pick an owl so that mum can contact me by the only communication available in Hogwarts: through letters. Which was a load of bullocks.

As soon as I become filthy rich, I'm going to own thousands of kneazles.

"How about this one? He's pretty handsome, don't you think Prim?" I heard mum ask from the front of the shop, I was at the back of the store, viewing toads. "Prim?" I saw mum look around for me, the same with Lily. Oh, yeah, and Petunia. I swear she's the Invisible Man.

Mum was closing in on me. Lily was behind her holding a cage and inside was a perfectly groomed barn owl. "Prim, you haven't picked an owl yet? What're you doing in the toad section?"

"Ew." That was the first time I heard Petunia talk during this whole trip.

"I chose already," I answered mum's rhetorical question.

"An owl please, Primrose. Once daddy's gotten a promotion, I promise we'll come back to buy you a… toad."

I shrugged. I actually had an owl in mind before my mind wandered off to view the amphibians. "Don't worry your little heart, dear mother, I already chose my owl."

"Really?" Mum finally smiled, delighted by the fact that I finally listened to her request.

I walked to my desired owl which was held inside a considerably smaller size bird cage, hidden slightly by the cheap curtain. "I choose this one." It was a snowy owl, but from the rust and soot its feathers gathered, anyone would've mistaken it for a screech owl.

"This one…?" Lily asked hesitantly, "it's missing an eye, and it looks like a few of his feathers are missing."

I ripped off the curtain. "I assure you, they're all battle wounds."

"It looks as though it can't even fly, Primmie." Ugh, I hated when mum called me that, with that specific tone of pity voice.

A worker came into our view, who appeared to be desperate to sell this owl. "Excellent eye! This is Bene," he pointed to the owl, "he's not that old, just a couple of years on his back, and I assure you he can fly. Also, you're quite right, Miss, these are battle scars."

I turned to look at mum and Lily, "told you so." Mum rolled her eyes, at least now I know where I got my eye roll from. I turned back to look at the teenage part-timer and told him, "and that's not Bene, his name is Cyclops. Also, you don't have to look so desperate to sell Cyclops because we'll take him."

"We are?" "You are?" They all said in sync as if they rehearsed this.

"And since you were ever so hanging onto desperado, give us a large discount on all the necessary items needed for Cyclops."

"Gladly!" The teenager said in glee, "thanks so much, my boss will give me a raise when I tell her I sold Ben— I mean, Cyclops!"

I opened the cage — "no, don't open it, he'll fly off!" The worker yelled in worry — but Cyclops didn't fly off, except onto my held out hand which amazed all of the workers inside of the shop.

"I welcome you into the Evans family, Cyclops."

Prologue 07 - Boldness and Humour

Our last and final stop in Diagon Alley was Ollivanders.

Petunia watched in despise as Lily got her willow wand on her second try.

Then it was my turn and everyone's eyes were on me. I hated being the center of attention. 'Give me money, not attention' is my motto, but I refrained myself from saying that in front of mum.

"Dominant arm out please." Ollivander gave me a friendly smile.

"I'm ambidextrous." I was a left-handed in my previous life, but right-handed in this one, probably something to do with genetics and childhood influences and stuff like that. That was how it worked, right?

"Oh, how rare," Ollivander appeared confused like he'd never met a special person like me, "then I'll measure both."

It was after the third try that I've met my soulmate. My wand soulmate. "Ah, here you are, 11 inches, dragon heartstring as the core, and spruce wood wand for a bold spellcaster with a great sense of humor," smiled Ollivander.

He placed the wand on my hand and the wand and I felt a connection. I felt that I would get along with this spruce wand and that it would become a friend of a sort. It was kind of sad that my first friend would be this wand.

"7 Galleons please."

Prologue 08 - When They Met the Devil

Upon seeing my face, Lily asked me a stupid question. "Aren't you excited?"

"Do I look excited?"

"But this is Hogwarts! It'll be different from any other muggle schools." Lily talked as if she was chiding someone younger than her.

She was the replica of mum, always bright and outgoing, acting as if she cared which she probably did, but as the middle child, I see the bad in everyone, which is a gift.

"I'll meet you inside, Lil."

"You're going inside already?" Mum stopped me by my shoulder as I was about to leave.

I shrugged, "I already said my goodbyes."

Mum sighed, she pinched dad as she told him to do something about me leaving so early. Dad told me, "I know you want to get your beauty sleep inside the train, but do you have enough time for a hug before you leave, Rose?"

"For you, dad, always." With that said, dad pulled me into a bear hug and a peck on my forehead. "Love you."

I heard a sigh coming from my left. "What about dear old mummy?" Mum opened her arms after giving up trying to argue with me.

"I'll make an exception." I smiled slightly as I went into mum's embrace and I told her I love her too.

"Bye mum, bye dad. I'll see you guys during the holidays!" I left in a hurry, carrying my trusty old travel pillow by my side.

I was the earliest to arrive on the train. I took a spot in the last compartment and made myself comfortable with my pillow. I hadn't gotten a decent amount of sleep these couple of days, Lily had been pestering me to wake up early and go with her to meet her friend, Severus.

I really didn't understand why she always had to bring me with her. I mean, I remember her saying that Severus wanted to see me, but I know that was a lie, Lily probably thought that I hated being a loner. But honestly, I like being a lone wolf.

Just as I was about to fall asleep ten minutes after arriving inside, I was woken up fully by the sound of the compartment door sliding open. I opened my eyes and saw that there were three boys.

"Mind if we sit here?" One of them inquired as they were about to take their seats in front of me.

"I do actually."

"Prim, don't be rude." Ugh, it was my goody-two-shoes sister, Lily Evans. "We don't mind you traveling with us." She sat down next to me, then Severus sat down next to her.

It was glaringly obvious as to who the three boys were. James Potter, Sirius Black, and Remus Lupin by their appearance. Potter had the glasses, Black had his signature black hair, and Lupin had visible scars.

I groaned as they sat down in front of us as I saw James whispering something to Sirius and Remus awkwardly sitting down beside the duo.

I thought to myself that it'll be fine if I keep my communication with them minimal, seeing as how if I ever befriend or get intertwined in their lives, it was possible that my second chance at life would end so early since these boys were the main death routes in this era.

"Name's James Potter, this is Sirius Black, and that's Remus Lupin."

"It's really nice to meet you all, I'm Lily Evans. This is my twin sister, Primrose Evans. And this here is my friend Severus Snape."

It looked like they were playing mediator.

"I'm going to go back to sleep. Wake me up when… September ends."

"When September ends?" Remus' voice rang through my ears, "but that's four weeks from now…"

"Don't mind my sister. She says the weirdest things."

"She's actually quite hilarious," Sirius said, a chuckle in his voice.

"Hey, mind if we call you Prim?" I heard James ask.

I opened my eyes to glare at them, "no."

"How 'bout Rose, then?"

"No."

Only daddy has the permission to call me Rose.

"So, Rose, which house do you want to be sorted into? I reckon you for a Gryffindor with your fiery attitude." James just won't stop yapping.

"If I answer your question, will you let me go back to sleep?"

"Maybe."

"Hufflepuff," I answered.

"Hufflepuff? Why?" Sirius asked.

I turned to look at Sirius and he held my gaze. "Because the Hufflepuff dorm is the closest to the kitchen." But I doubt I'll ever get sorted into that house because I was definitely not a hard worker.

They all laughed, except for Severus.

"I really like you, Rose, come to Gryffindor!"

"No."

A/N:

I'm stuck between two pairings.