Raised with Magic
Chapter Four: Luck
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The house or rather my new home was a contradiction. It was normal yet crazy, immaculately clean and yet amazingly disorganized. I was very happy to notice that there were a lot of books. Books were everywhere, on shelves, table surfaces, stuck in corners, I even spotted one hidden behind the couch. I have a feeling that I wont stop finding them as I become more familiar with the house. I miss the sterile cleanness that was home, I had never liked that about the old house before. Only now I miss the smell and cleanliness more then ever.
I didn't get to rest on that thought for long. Leo had found me the second I entered the place and was taking up his guarding post by my heels. I really love Leo, a lot.
The first person I was introduced to was Xenophilius Lovegood or more commonly referred to as Xeno. He seemed to be the crazy aspect of the house contradiction when his wife is the sensible one. But he was crazy in the good way. Like comic relief in a Shakespeare play. He enthusiastically introduced himself and asked me to call him 'Dad'. I agreed, for the same reason I had agreed to call Kaya Lovegood 'Mum'. Dad was also the cook of the house. Mum lead me to the stairs promising that Dad could ask me all the questions he wanted at lunch. I felt like I should be worried. Lunch was also when I would be meeting Luna, their daughter, right now she is napping.
I got the tour of the house, the sitting room, the living room, library, the kitchen, and I was brought downstairs into the potions lab. Mum is a potions mistress but she specializes in the incorporation of spells with potion work. I'm not allowed down there without her but she promised to teach me how to brew. I only hope it's not like cooking. I'm horrible at cooking. The upstairs has an odd room that's Dad's, technically his office. Mum has an office on this floor too. They had two bedrooms on this floor and another bathroom.
"Luna's room is this one." Mum motioned to a closed door before walking towards a stairway. "We planned on keeping her on the second floor until she felt the need to spread out and have a more personal space. However, we set up a room for you upstairs and we will be setting up her room up there tomorrow."
The third floor has two bedrooms and a bathroom. I'm pretty sure this is labeled as Luna's and Hermione's floor now. Since the top floor is well the top floor the ceilings are slanted but they are spacious spaces. My room is a light green with cream and rose colored curtains and sheets. I have a twin bed and the normal furnishings of a bed room and also the promise of a large bookshelf that will cover the west wall.
Luna's room is similar to mine only the colors are a lot more wild. The walls are an electric blue and the curtains and bedding are neon pink. My guess is dad picked the colors for her room and mum picked the colors for mine.
The views from the windows of each room go in two different directions. My window shows a small town in the distance and a small creek and forest just outside the house. Luna's window shows an odd looking house closer then the town but still a bit out.
"That's the Weasley's house. They're a nice lot, we see them time from time. We'll bring you over to meet them in a few days when you are more settled in." I nodded and followed her back to my room. She helped me unpack the trunk until it was only filled with books. They would have to wait until we got the bookshelf.
"So what does dad do?" I asked already knowing her occupation. Mum had explained it to be with great care in her voice.
"He is the editor and chief of the Quibbler. It is a Wizarding newspaper which focuses more on," she stumbled to find a correct phrasing, "stories and creatures believed in by faith, not fact."
"So the paper is false?"
"Not false, just not proven." I nodded, Jared was big into conspiracy theories and the supernatural. He has at least one part right. I knew I would like believing in at least some of their stuff. Even if Mum seems to not believe in any of it, I think it would be fun to hear about at the very least.
"Well, why don't we go wake Luna then we can go down to lunch." I agreed, laughing as Leo, who had follow along on the tour, made himself at home on my bed. He was happy just lying in the sun. I wish being happy was that easy for me.
By some stroke of unimaginable luck, Luna and I really get along. Luna is by no means as book smart as I am at the moment, but she is really smart. She also knows just about everything her father, Dad, has ever told her. She's a bit out there, like her dad, our dad, but we really get along well. After we had eaten we just sat and talked. Luna told me all about the Wizarding world and I told her all about the muggle world. Another thing Luna has in common with me is how our Birthday's fall. I am born in late September and she is and early October baby, which mean she will end up being one of the oldest in her year, just as I will be one of the oldest in my own.
I feel kind of guilty, I miss my Mother and I so miss my Daddy, but I am happy here. Plus, everything I learn about magic seems so out there and yet it seems so natural to me. Luna and I both went to our separate rooms, but I couldn't sleep. I started out with that pillow thing I had been trying at the hospital. I'm getting better at it but it makes me sleepy.
"Hermione!" Someone called shaking me.
"Luna?" I mumbled starting to drift off to sleep, again.
"Wake up! Come look!" She said excitedly in her odd, wistful voice and grabbing my wrist. I let myself be dragged out of my room and into hers.
"Wow." I breathed as we both looked out the window. Purple fireworks were by the strange house I saw earlier.
"Aren't they pretty. I think their from aspertonums." Luna declared in a dreamy voice.
"Maybe." I agreed but I could see the faint outline of someone in the window with a wand.