"HARRY JAMES
POTTER!" a loud scream resounded through the house. Despite it's
plain exterior and location in a muggle neighbourhood, the two ten
year olds living in it were anything but normal. One was a witch, the
other a wizard and both shapeshifters. Being a shapeshifter
meant that nothing normal ever happened in this house.
This
morning the young witch had been thrown off her bed with a bout of
accidental magic.
When it had all
died down Harry went into the kitchen, sat at the kitchen table,
"Hey, Ralia, what are we supposed to do today?"
"Harry,
you know very well that we have to go to the magical creatures
department in and get registered if we want to go to Hogwarts'
Ugh. I hate this. I know if the instincts of my animal forms
took over it would be bad but it doesn't mean I want to be stared and
laughed at. Harry thought.
" Can't wait to be greeted
by that Umbridge toad." Ralia said, making a face at the very
thought of the woman.
An
hour later they were flooing into the Ministry.
"This is going
to be a nightmare" commented Ralia as they stepped out of the
fireplace.
"Why?"
"Because, no one has seen you in
your true form since you were five, and trust me, they looked."
"Oh. I hadn't thought of that." came the stunned reply.
Umbridge
gave them a very meaningful cough as they passed. Ralia returned the
cough with an ill-tempered sneer and walked past, holding her head
high. The older lady made an offended 'humph' sound and went to
her office.
"Whoever gave that woman this job should get a
pretty pink slip." Ralia said loudly, once they were out of
earshot. Harry nodded in agreement.
After
speaking to a rather rude receptionist they were waiting impatiently
for their papers. Ralia was getting rather fidgety. A bored Ralia was
never a good thing in Harry's mind, and as usual he was right when a
moment later she got up out of her chair marched over to Umbridge and
asked who gave her this job.
"Why, the Minister of course."
Umbridge replied.
"Well, I suppose we all make mistakes."
Ralia said, shaking her head sympathetically. Umbridge turned a
rather 'interesting' shade of purple, and spoke sharply, "Young
lady! How dare you speak to me in that way!"
After that they
decided it was time to go.
Despite
this they were registered swiftly. September 1st came quickly and
soon they were boarding the train. Both agreed that finding a
compartment in the back of the train was the best thing to do if they
wanted peace and quiet
They had brought their own food and ate
that for the first bit of the train ride, but after a little while
they got bored and decided to play a game of chess. Harry won the
match by a close margin. Then Ralia said what he had been dreading
the entire week.
"Hey, Harry. Let's go make some friends."
Harry groaned. He highly doubted anyone would end up their
friend. In fact, knowing Ralia, all they would make was enemies.