Hello, my wonderful people.

So i think that i should apologize for the long wait. I feel somewhat ashamed. So, i am so sorry!

Also, i have decided on Albus's house already, so thanks to those who answered the questions. :p

I would also like to thank annajmac989, thanks to you i walked around school like a grinning idiot. It meant so much *hug*.

So here it is...

Enjoy.

Chapter 11

"What on earth is a Hogwart?" I asked them confused.

My mind reeling.

Is it a zoo? Hospital? A farm?

So many thoughts speeding through my brain, each getting more and more bizarre. Aurora the farm girl. I had to say that that just sounded wrong, I can barely keep myself clean let alone a farm. And a zoo just would not work out that well, animals just never seemed to like me. Back in the holding cells, there were two dogs. I named them Teeth and Jaw, creative if I can say so myself.

Big and black, with teeth the size of my longest finger was Teeth (obviously). Smaller and dark brown, with a strong jaw that locks once it has you, which was Jaw. I have been attacked by both and let me tell you this, whoever said dogs were mans best friends were most definitely wrong. I would no sooner throw a stick for them than toss them off a cliff. Though I did try and, well, befriend them or at the very least try and form a certain type of friendship between all of us, they were just so grumpy and vicious. Apparently saying "play dead" didn't brighten up their day either. So animals will not be the best solution out there.

I knew it was no point listening to any of my thoughts or ideas on the subject and turned to Mr. and Mrs. Potter who were trying hard to hide a smile. Why smile? I am in distress here. Unless it was a joke. Yes that was it. Probably some sort of a joke that they planned with James. That seems plausible.

"If you give us a chance to explain we will but, most things are going to be hard to explain and for you to understand. But we tell you the truth." Mr. Potter said seriously.

"I will keep an open mind." I raised my eyebrows warily.

"Hogwarts is a school-" Mr. Potter began.

I interrupted, "You want me to learn to work at a zoo."

I exclaimed. I knew it. A zoo school.

They stared at me in shock.

Mr. Potter cleared his throat and said, "No, not to learn to work at a zoo, exactly. Just let me finish,"

I blushed and nodded.

" Hogwarts is a school in Scotland," he said again, "which specializes with a certain type of teaching. Magic."

He stopped to see my face.

Obviously, magic existed. How else do you explain what I do? Just some random, weird and coincidental things that happen. Like random lights and objects that could move or catch fire, freeze if you ask it to. Nope, it was and always will be magic.

I nodded to them, "I know about magic. I know it exists. Unless you thought that what I thought you did was normal?"

We laughed. And I knew to them magic did seem normal.

"So you know magic exists?" Mrs. Potter asked, double checking.

I nodded, "The final touches I don't know. Wands, brooms and some magical creatures, that's about as much as I know. '

They smiled, "Well, you are going to learn a more because we are sending you to Hogwarts: School of Witchcraft and Wizardry."

I felt faint. I stared at them. I was not sure if I wanted to tackle them both, scream, ask questions, thank them or faint. So I did most of them.

I screamed questions while tackling them and then screamed thank you. Once I calmed down and let them go from my tight hug, I breathed in and out, looked over at them, then started it all again.

The door burst open.

My noise attracting Lily, Albus and James who looked at me on top of their parents on the floor, their mouths open.

"What happen?" James asked, helping his dad up from the floor.

I jumped at him giving him a hug, "Guess what?"

He pulled back, still holding me, "What?"

My voice going three octaves higher, "I am to warthogs."

Silence.

He looked at me absolutely clueless, "Warthogs?"

Mrs. Potter butted-in, already up from the floor, " Hogwarts."

I blushed and waved my hand, "That. But I am going."

They all erupted in cheers.

Once all the cheering was done, we went down to kitchen, which was beautiful.

It had glass doors that lead out to the back garden, the walls painted a light yellow giving it a homey feel, in the middle was a large wooden table and there were many mechanical devices too. Each different shapes and colors, making a different sound.

Mrs. Potter offered to make tea and even when I insisted on helping, though I couldn't exactly remember how to make it, refused saying she had it under control. When everyone was seated around the table drinking their tea, the children started informing me about the school, all at the same time might I just add.

"There are four houses-" Lily started.

"Hopefully you are in Gryffindor." James butted-in, ignoring the death glare Lily was throwing him.

"Gryffindor?" I asked, sounded like a horse's name.

Ride Gryffindor, ride. I thought sarcastically.

"Yes. It's only the best house there is." He answered, putting his hand over his heart,

"Where dwell the brave at heart

Their daring, nerve and chivalry

Set Gryffindors apart."

He recited.

So Gryffindor was bravery.

I laughed, " What chivalry?"

He fell off his chair in shock, his mouth opening and closing making his look very much like a fish.

Albus interrupted whatever answer he was going to say, "Don't mind him, he's delusional. Everyone knows that Slytherin is the best." He did the same and placed his hand over his heart,

"You'll make you real friends

Those cunning folk use any means

To achieve their ends"

He recited.

Slytherin was ambitious then.

James and Albus seemed to be have forgotten about me and started arguing over which house was better.

"Slytherin is the best and you know it." Albus argued.

"As if. Who won the Quidditch Cup this year? We did, that's who." He stuck his tong out at him.

What is Quidditch?

Whatever it was it seemed to have a great deal of power in the debat.

I made a mental note to ask them, instead I turned to Mr. and Mrs. Potter and asked, "What are the other houses?"

Hoping that there was one that seemed to be more fitted for me.

"Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw. Each person is put into the house that suits their personality best.

"Like the brave go to Gryffindor. The sly and ambitious go to Slytherin. Hufflepuff is for those who are kind and hard working. And Ravenclaw is for those who are witty and have a keen mind for knowledge." Mr. Potter answered.

I shook my head, feeling a little crestfallen, "I don't feel like any of those. I am not brave, witty or 'hard working' exactly."

Mrs. Potter just smiled, " Trust me you will be sorted into the right house. Though you might not feel like any of those, you will reach the requirements to go to your house. And besides you don't choose."

I frowned, "Then who chooses?"

Who knows me better than I know myself?

James said seriously, " You see you have to fight a troll-"

Albus swatted him over the head.

Albus grinned , "Don't listen to him."

Lily answered, "The Sorting hat. You just have to try on a hat and it decides for you."

I stared at her quizzically, "A Hat?"

She nodded.

I turned to her parents, "See this is one of the many finishing touches I don't know."

That reminded me. I turned to them in shock.

"I don't know anything about magic. As in nothing. Not the words or the potions. Nada. They probably would kick me out after having one convocation with me." I sighed, thoroughly disappointed.

They all rush to comfort me, "Nonsense. We are going to teach you everything that you have missed out. When you get there you will be up to date with everyone."

I smiled, they will help me.

She hesitated for a moment, "We just need to know one thing."

My guards went up, "Yes?"

"Would you be comfortable around other people? Strangers?" She asked.

I didn't need to think about it, " As long as they don't hurt, touch or plan to take me out, I am fine. I am not afraid of people nor do I classify them as bad just because of what happened to me. I know that there are some really nice people out the there, people much like you guys."

I smiled at them and they did as well.

"That's sweet of you." Mrs. Potter smiled a little sadly.

Lily asked, "Which year will she be doing?"

Mrs. Potter, "5th Year. "

I stared at her, not really feeling as confident as I should feel. What if I couldn't do it? What if the school doesn't accept me or even want me? Will people judge me? Will I fit in? Will I even be put into a house?

All these question ran through my mind, each one making me feel more and more insecure and nervous.

Albus walked over and gave me a hug, " You'll be fine, I promise. Besides you will be in the same year as me."

I felt better, I grinned up at him. That made me feel a lot better already. He could be my friend.

Mr. Potter laughed, "Of course she will. We will have Hermione to help us."

James laughed along with his father, "This poor child."

"What's wrong with her?" I asked curiously.

"Nothing much. But, well, she is sort of a walking, talking library." Mr. Potter laughed.

I frowned, "What's wrong then?"

Mrs. Potter giggled, " Oh Hermione is going to have fun." She thought and added, "I think if she didn't go work for the ministry she would have been a teacher."

I shrugged, "Well that's not bad, now is it?"

James chuckled, "Oh no, not at all."

He turned to his father and asked, "Can the cousins come over today?"

Mr. Potter smile fondly, "They are all busy for the next few days, but the party is in a few days. So they should be over then."

James pouted, " That's still so long."

Mr. Potter said, "You can ask them if you can go over there."

James smiled, getting up, "I shall go see if my dearest cousins miss there King James yet."

We all laughed as he left the kitchen.

Mrs. Potter turned to me, "Well you better go get dressed it is time to start learning."

I jumped up from my chair dashing for the door in excitement.

I was going to prove myself.

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