"Don't worry sister I'll take extra good care of my one and only niece." Hagrid, my humongous uncle, said as he shoved my trunk into the back of his flying car. "Boy do I miss my motorcycle."
"Think of this as an improvement, Rubeus." My mother said, patting my uncle on the back. "Are you sure you want to do this?" My mother said, giving me one final lung constricting hug. "The curse may flair up."
"That's the whole plan mommy. Besides tolerance is what Headmaster Dumbledore ordered." I said, giving my mom an assuring smirk."
She'll make history, Marge don't you fret." Uncle Hagrid said, grinning."
Send me an owl as soon you two get settled in." Marge said, laughing."I'll call you when I get settled in mom." I said, shaking my numbing right arm.
"That's even better!" My mom said, running a hand through her hair. "Ah fuck my phone bills are going to be through the roof with roaming charges."
"I'll be quick!" I said, involuntary thrusting my right fist in the air as my mom disappeared into thin air.
"Well lets get a move on, I don't know what the traffic is going to look like." Uncle Hagrid said sliding into the driver seat.
I slid into the camp car and buckled my passenger seatbelt.
"I'm a little rusty when it comes to cars, but I can assure you that we're not going to die." Uncle Hagrid said, starting up the engine.
"Uh..er...thank you?" I said, shaking my now numb right arm.
A few hours and too many showtunes later a familiar chill crept up my spine. I felt an excruciating pain rip through my back so I slipped off my school robe to flew my back. As I arched my back Uncle Hagrid yelped. I turned to see a long black wing poking my uncle in the neck.
Fuck...not already!
As I adjusted myself in my uncomfortable seat I felt my black scaly tail whip restlessly against my legs.
"Uncle, how long will it be until we get to Hogwarts." I said, grabbing the passenger side door handle.
"About thirty minutes." Uncle Hagrid said, glancing at me in the side view mirror. "Go for it."
As the passenger door opened I leaped into the sky head first. After a twenty foot plummet to earth I spread out my two black wings.
"Care to buy a vowel, Uncle? Hangman's the game." I said, grazing my curved black horns with my hand.
"Name your price: Muggle candy or-"
"I'll go easy on you uncle; the price is Bertie Botts Beans!" I said, hovering over the car. "What version do you want to play with? Smoke or clouds?"
"Clouds."
"Clouds it is then!" I said, zooming past the car
Maybe, this year won't be that bad!