(Violet P.O.V)
Here we are, when I mean we I mean Neville and me. Anyway, here we are sitting in a pub. I was being a dork, by drooling over the fact; I am in a wizard pub! How cool, is that?! How cool is it, I am in the leaking cauldron?! I could scream right now.
"Vi, calm down little bit, please." I try not to jump in my chair as Neville pleas with me.
I blink at Neville few times then took a sip of my pumpkin juice. He sighs at me.
"Violet-Inuzuki, you know people are going ask why you have two names." He points out.
"Not if, I tell Hogwarts just to call me Violet." I mention lightly.
You see, the reason behind my two names is easy to explain, if not your keeping a secret. Violet is a human name, a flower to be honest. It's less weird then Inuzuki. Inuzuki is something easier for my people, the demons to say without much trouble.
He nods then shrugs.
I look down at my gold black claw necklace with teal blue on the tips; I pray the charm lasts tell I get back to Neville's house, so Gran can re-charm it for me, before I head to Hogwarts with few teachers to talk about my demonic half.
"Dragon claw?" I heard a female voice asking me, I turn to a girl with bushy dirty blonde hair like my own, her eyes are light brown. She was wearing a loose purple top with jeans.
"No, demon claw. " I correct her. "Dragon's claws are much larger and narrow at the tip while a demon's claw is smaller and a tad wider at the tip." I explain with a smile.
The girl raised an eyebrow. "Demon? You mean the creatures of hell, which rarely come out in sunlight?"
"They do come out in sunlight, just harder for them to walk in it. Think them as Vampires."
" Violet…you're not going into your lecture of demons again, are we?" Neville whines lightly.
" Maybe…" I state, lightly. Damn, he knows me too well.
" Oh, hi Neville." The girl walks over to Neville.
" Hey, Hermione. I see, you meet the demon-lover Violet." He jokes lightly.
She takes a sit, folding her hands. "We're just waiting for Harry, Ron and Ginny to show up now." She mentions.
Harry…who is that? Why does that sound familiar? Hmm….that name is going bug me tell someone points it out or something! Ugh! Oh, why didn't I pay attended in Wizard Studies? WHY?!
I bang my head on the table. Hermione blinks at me, or at least that's what it feels like.
I felt a hand rubbing my back, my only guess is Neville.
"Don't mind her, she overthinking on something. She tends to do that when she's overthinks." He explains then pokes my back. "You ok?"
I gave them a thumb up; than bang my head few more times.
When I was about to bang my head, Neville pulls me up, in order to stop me.
"Ok, you did enough. The hold pub knows you're here now." He jokes lightly.
My face felt like I was near the flames of the fireplace back home right now. Thank you, very much Neville.
"So Violet, may I ask why you are attending Hogwarts now?" Hermione asks.
Ohhh, I like her. She's bold, just like I!
"My father thought it dangerous to be out, when you know who out and about." I explain. "So he homeschool me, tell he learn that you know who is now dead. I am safe to be out and about."
She nods. "Make sense."
You know the best kind of lies? The kind with the truth in it; and barely any details in the lie.
Neville nods. "During the summer, I try to help her based on what I learn that year."
" Mostly Herbologly, which is my weakness." She smiles softly.
" What are you best at?" Hermione asks.
"Magical creatures." I state with pride.
She raises an eyebrow. " I guess, you will like Hagrid. He teaches it."
" Is he the one who taught the first lesson with a Hippogriff?" I asked.
Hermione nods.
" I like him already. The more dangerous creature, the more fun it is to learn about them." I say with pride.
The door opens up as I look over to see, a boy with red hair then a girl with red hair, last was a boy with dark brown hair and glasses.
"Ah, there, they are." Hermione states as she waves them over, the girl waves back as they head to our table.
As they got closer to the table, I notice the red hair girl was holding hands with the glasses guy. The red hair guy took a sit next to Hermione, and then kissed her cheek.
" Hey, Hermione." The boy greets her. "Where is that girl, you're supposed to help? I was hoping to grab a snack before she gets here."
"Ron, you ate before we left the burrow." The red hair girl mentions as she and the glasses guy took a sit.
"Honestly, Ron." The glasses guy states.
" Ron, the girl is in front of you." Hermione points to me, not in a rude matter, " Guys, this is Violet Demonic."
" Is she Neville's girlfriend?" Ron asks, seeing Neville sitting next to me.
Neville's Girlfriend? Seriously?! How it look like I leaning on him or touching him? Is this guy dense or something? Can I hurt him? A better question, would Neville allow me?
I look at Neville, and then look back at the dense guy. Nan, Neville would not let me.
" Violet, the guy who always hunger is my boyfriend, Ron Weasley." She points to the dense guy.
" I am his younger sister, Ginny." The red hair girl smile softly at me as she places her arm around the other guy's shoulder. " and this guy is Harry Potter, my boyfriend."
Harry Potter? Where did the hell I heard his name? I swear I heard it, a couple of times.
I start to bang my head again, when Neville pull me back
" No, you're not allow to do that again, Vi." He states clearly, then looks over. " Sorry, guys. She tends to be odd at random times."
Random times? Ha, we both know that completely and utter bullshit.
Harry nods then gives a friendly smile toward me. " So Violet, what brings you to Hogwarts?"
" Just want a change of pace from homeschooling." I state.
" Well, you're going love it. My best times so far, have been there."
"As well you're most dangerous ones, Harry." Hermione points out as Ron heads to the counter to talk to Tom, the bar man.
"Dangerous?" I question, blinking couple of times.
Do they have school fights like back at the college? Do have students fight teachers at random moments? If so, that could be very fun.
Yes, I know demons are twisted little buggers, but hey it's a good workout.
"You know who this is?" Ginny said in a slow matter, as if she's talking to a three year old aka me.
I am sixteen years old, not three years old. Though I act like one, sometimes.
"If you don't speak to me, like I am three. I might." I snap at her very lightly, well lightly for me.
She narrows her eyes, like she's trying to scare me. Please, I am a princess of demons. I don't get scare, easily.
I let it slide, so she can feel better about herself or whatever it is.
"Ginny, it's all right. It's fresh to know someone who barely knows who I am." Harry spoke out, trying to calm her down, I guess.
"This brings my curious side out. Who are you, Harry Potter?" I asked him.
Harry goes into explaining his tales of each school year, and how the chosen one is him. How is the boy who lived, about half way through Ron's meal, he was done with his dangerous, but fun tales. My eyes widen, I am completely and utter dumbass.
How the fuck did I not remember who Harry was? HOW!? I swear I can hear my detahseni, my teacher, of Wizard-Muggle Studies telling me I should have failed the class, for knowing the simplest stuff of their world.
" So this pink lady-" My sentence was on halt when Harry, and the rest of the group minus myself started laughing.
I blink at them then look down at my lap, playing with my hands, blushing.
Why do I have the feeling, I did something wrong?
Neville pats my shoulder, hinting that I didn't.
"Pink lady, why didn't we think of that one, Harry?" Ron asks him.
" No idea. That was funny, Violet." Harry states
" Thank you." I said softly.
We all got up, as we head to the back, and stop in front of a brick wall. I found myself, tapping at the wall. I was getting bored, and the idea of tapping the wall sounds fun right now.
Neville sighs at me, as he pulls me gently from the wall.
" All right, Hermione. Do your thing." Ron says.
Hermione taps certain bricks with wand, once she was done doing that the bricks move away, and I see the death place of my mother and some of my family.
Diagon Ally.