The cold misty breeze swept over the area. The sign of the long abandoned campsite rattled back and forth emitting a screeching sound. The neon lights on the sign flashed, the occasional word or letter missing. The sound of a distant howl from a coyote shattered the silence of the night.
The smell, so bad, not even wild animals starved would even venture close.
Yet, as the girl walked past the old caravans, she did not stop to hold her nose or complain. She climbed over another hill and stopped. Her eyes glanced at the old rotten caravans, some had been burned down, other simply smashed while some remained slightly in tack but after a closer glance, she soon realized, the roofs of the caravan would collapse with the slight weight.
Alex Russo was a teenage girl. Her hair, smooth and black, reached a few inches past her shoulders. Her skin was slightly tanned and spotless. Her eyes were a light brown; a few people told her they looked the colour of melted chocolate.
Alex Russo appeared a normal American teenager to the world. But however she wasn't.
Alex Russo was a witch.
She ran a hand through her hair and sighed. She should be home and not here in some old ratty campsite. She pulled her wand out from the waistband of her skinny jeans and flashed back to her house.
She looked about the house above their Sub shop but couldn't find her family. She sprinted downstairs and into the Lair, ignoring the customers at their tables.
Alex skipped into the lair not watching where she was going. As a result of this she skipped into a person and fell to the ground. Looking up she saw a boy about her age, with bright green eyes, black hair, glasses and an oddly shaped lightning bolt scar on his forehead.
The boy offered his hand to help her up from the floor. She grasped it and he helped her up.
"Sorry, I wasn't watching where I was going." Alex apologised to him.
"It's fine." He replied back smiling. Alex smiled back and spun around to see Justin and Max her brothers, Jerry her dad, Professor Crumbs her Wiztech headmaster and a man with a long grey beard.
"So nice of you to join us Alex. We've only been waiting a few hours." Her brother Justin teased. Alex sent him a glare as her Wiztech headmaster started talking.
"Miss Russo, as I and Professor Dumbledore have explained to your dad and brothers, Wiztech has decided that you three would be safer at Hogwarts in Scotland due to past events." The man with the long grey beard, who Alex assumed must be Professor Dumbledore nodded and as their eyes met, Alex saw a twinkle of light in them which made her feel more comfortable.
"I still don't get it," Her brother Max who was a year younger than her muttered. "Since when do Hogs have Warts?"
Everyone in the room groaned and shook their heads at Max.
"Alex honey, your Mum packed your trunk for Hogwarts seeing as you disappeared for a few hours. You'll be leaving in a few minutes with Dumbledore and Mr Potter." Her dad said.
"Thanks for the warning." Alex muttered under her breathe so that no one but this Mr Potter person could hear and he was when Alex cast a glance at him, trying to hold back a laugh.
Dumbledore held out his arm. Alex eyed it as if her was wanting some sort of hand shake. This Potter boy grabbed onto his wrist and groaned. Alex raised an eyebrow at him and Dumbledore.
"Grab onto Harry's arm please Miss Russo. We will be going by side-appearation." Alex shrugged but did as she was told while Justin and Max held onto Prof Crumbs.
She went lurching forward as they left the ground and appeared in an office of some sorts. Her brothers went over to the bin in the corner and were sick as Ale raised an eyebrow at them.
"I believe that you only have normal clothes? Very well, you will just have to go to the feast and get sorted with the First Years in your normal clothes. If you come see me tomorrow morning and I will have robes for you of which house you get into. Justin you are in Sixth Year. Ale you are in Fifth year same as Harry here. And Max you are in Fourth Year. You do know English magic I presume?" Dumbledore said to them as they nodded.
He clapped. "Well, harry seeing as the sorting is about to begin, lead them to the great hall. I will follow behind you in a few minutes; I need to check some things out." Harry nodded and grabbed our arms leading us around the many twists and stairs until we reached a door where a tall woman with slight grey hair stood with a battered hat in her hands.
"Ah! Mr Potter, are these the American wizards that Dumbledore told me about?" Harry nodded and waved to us as he headed into the hall.
After a few moments of waiting the lady told us to follow after the first years who followed her.
"Let the sorting begin!"
She smiled. And clapped.