''The mischief was not managed''
Disclaimer:: I do not own Harry Potter or anything about it, my mind couldn't create someting THAT awesome :) I made up the character 'Imogen Jones' but I am NOT making any money at all :)
A/N:: I'm taking the piss here, don't get your wand in a knot :) Dumbledore is not a pervert but a LEGEND!
Warning:: Gay 'relations', Old Man Wizard/ Teenage Angsty Boy Wizard in later chapters (It may turn troll), If you don't like anything like this press the back button NOW! But for now, just swearing.
Summary:: New student Imogen Jones needs to ask the Headmaster a few questions, but stumbles upon a secret, what will she do! DUM DUM DUUUMMM!
Translations:: *Varita Vacila- wand wavers **Mira a su pelo- Look at her hair ***Mi abuela lleva puentes como el- My Gran wears jumpers like that
Chapter one: Intro.
Some people though Imogen Jones was wierd, she wasn't. Her parents, Caroline and Robert were muggles and they worked in an expensive Spanish resturant, with not much of an exciting life, that was until Imogen's 11th birthday, when she got a letter from a school she never heard of, let alone considered going to for her last few years of education.Varita vacila* had sent her a letter, not only requesting her to join this school but to learn magic in many forms. Of course it came as a surprise but she had had many experiences with magic before. When she was only four she managed to make the whole fridge disappear, it returned a week later in the middle of the road she was walking down with her mother..which was at least 3 miles away from her home.
She is now 15 years old, even though she enjoys school, she doesn't really fit in, but she doesn't mind, the others in her school thought that because she was English she niether belonged in the Academy nor knew Spanish, both of these statements were false, of course, but Imogen had been raised to stay quiet and to rise above them even though she often heard the girls in her year say 'Mira a su pelo**','Mi abuela lleva puentes como el***' but she didn't care, she thought there was nothing wrong with her wavy brown hair, at least she didn't pretend to be something she wasn't.
One day, after 2 hours of Vanashing several objects, 3 hours of Patronus Therory and Practise and 1 hour of general revision, she walked through the door of her 2 bedroomed house and her parents were looking anxious. 'What's ...wrong..?' Imogen asked hesitantly, not sure if she wanted to know the answer.
'Well, your mother and I think that it would be best for all of us to err.. move back to England, so you can understand magic a bit better and me and your mum can set up our own business' said Mr. Jones in a rather rushed tone, as if the faster he said it, the less of a bad impact it would have on his daughter.
'Honey, are you okay? You can still write to all your friends and visit them at during the holidays' Mrs. Jones said soothingly.
'I'm sure I'll manage' Laughed Imogen 'But what about school... I don't want to go to muggle school, not now I know about my world'
'Oh that's all sorted, we sent a letter to Varita Vacila about us moving and they are informing the magic school in the UK and they will be sending you a letter to you as soon as we are settled in England.' Said , obviously Imogen's mum and dad had had this plan for a while.
'But this school...Hogwarts it's called, is in Scotland and it's a bording school...of course we wouldn't mind you going, anything to make you happy baby' added Mrs. Jones after seeing Imogen's questioning look.
'Great, when are we going?' Imogen was practically jumping with excitment.
'This Wednesday'
'3 Days'
Both the parents said this at the same time and a grin broke across Imogen's already glowing face.
'Great' she repeated ' I'll go pack now' and with that she galloped upstairs.
End of Chapter 1