The Safeworld Network
Disclaimer: Same as before. I do own Morgan Ylime though, and her family. You're getting a rare treat, with two or three updates instead of one. Our teachers didn't give us a lot of homework, and my Internet's broke, so I can do lots of chapters at once. By the way, I'm trusting most of you know what Sears is. For you Americans, it's Macy's, and for you Brits, it's Marks and Spencer. Moores is in the States, but not Britain.
Chapter 4: Muggle Clothing 101
"But…but…but that's impossible!" Morgan couldn't believe what she was hearing. This was crazy. Insane.
"I though you might say that." Dumbledore sighed. "What would it take for you to believe us?"
Morgan thought for a moment, than said, "Do something. Do a spell or something."
"Ah, the seeing-is-believing type. Alright, I suppose we could arrange that. Professor?"
"Fine."
"Let's start with something simple then. Lumos?" Professor McGonagall nodded. Then they both took out sticks and chanted, "Lumos!" There was a flash and two balls of lights appeared on the end of the sticks. Morgan stared, then shook her head.
"Sorry, but could you do something else? Only, there could just be a hidden button and a light bulb on the end."
"Ah, a scientist! Well, we'll just have to something fancier," said Dumbledore, sounding delighted. He raised his wand, for that, Morgan realized, was what the stick was, and pointed it at her. She didn't quite catch what he said, but the next instant she felt her legs freeze. She looked down and realized that they were stuck together. She pondered this for a minute, then found she could still uses them, just not separately. She decided to try hopping. She made it halfway across the room before she tripped and fell. She was then faced with the problem of getting up. She tried several times, but without her legs for balance, it was impossible.
"Alright," she said, panting, "I believe you. Now can you take this curse off of me?"
Dumbledore smiled and murmured a counter-curse. "Well now, now that you believe in magic, would you like to reconsider our offer? Full scholarship to our school until you graduated, room and board included."
"Well, it sounds fine, but…"
"But what?"
"But… I'm not a witch, sir. I can't do magic."
"Oh, but you can. You've just never had the chance. Give you a wand and you'll be spouting spells in no time." He glanced at Professor McGonagall's disapproving expression and added quickly, "Within school grounds only, of course."
"Okay, but there's still the problem of my parents. They'll never let me go to a magic school."
"Of course they won't. Unless they don't know it's a magic school." Dumbledore put a hand on her shoulder. "Don't worry. We have it all worked out."
When Dumbledore said they'd take care of it, she wasn't quite sure what he meant. Then Professor McGonagall explained that they were planning on visiting her parents and informing them that their daughter had been accepted on a full scholarship to an elite British boarding school. Morgan had thought about it for a minute, than said, "It's a good idea, but… you're not going to go in that, are you?" She eyed Dumbledore thoughtfully.
"Well, I was planning to…these are Muggle clothes…"
"Muggle golf clothes."
Dumbledore looked confused. "So what should I wear?"
"A suit. And a tie. And dress shoes. Definitely dress shoes."
Dumbledore looked even more confused. "And where would I get this suit?"
Morgan looked exasperated. "At a menswear store! Look, meet me Saturday, 3:00, at the 1000 Islands Mall in Brockville." She thought for a moment. "How much money do you have?"
"$300"
"American or Canadian?"
"American."
"Perfect."
The next day, Morgan managed to convince her mom to drop her at the mall for a few hours. She spotted Professor McGonagall outside the chocolate shop and went over. After Dumbledore came out and joined them, they headed for Moores. They left Dumbledore there with one of the assistants.
"Well," said Morgan, looking around, "What do you want to do now?"
"I was thinking…you said Dumbledore's clothes weren't dressy enough. What about mine?"
Morgan looked her up and down. "No," she said slowly, "yours are perfect. But we could get you some casuals while we're waiting."
Professor McGonagall agreed, so they spent the rest of the time in Sears. About an hour later, they went to check up on Dumbledore. The salesman had been very thorough, and so he had not only a suit, but a shirt, tie, and socks too. They paid and left the store.
"Now that we have the proper attire," said Dumbledore, "I'd say it's time we paid your parents a visit.
Well, reviews please is all I can say. And if any has any crafty ideas about what Professor McGonagall bought, I might be able to use them in a later chapter.