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Dear Miss Mason,
We are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry...
Emma's parents are thrilled. Such a good school, so well respected, and those alumni- just look at the battle against the Dark Lord! All that talent!- they're beyond proud. Emma's pleased on their behalf, of course. She wants to make her parents proud. She doesn't ask how badly the school was damaged in the war; she doesn't inquire how many teachers are missing or dead; she doesn't mention wishing she could stay home for a year. Maybe until things are just a little more rebuilt.
(She thinks it, though.)
She smiles and hugs her parents and agrees yes, of course it's wonderful, helping to rebuild the wizarding world is important. She'll start school in the fall, become a better witch.
And, as her mother points out excitedly- now they need to go shopping.
Emma's hardly unfamiliar with Diagon Alley. It's the place to be seen, as far as her parents are concerned, so that's where they've always shopped. But it feels different, somehow, to be shopping for Hogwarts. Her mother is showing every shopkeeper the list, fingers underlining the Hogwarts letterhead. Her father is stopping every friend he sees, talking loudly about "here to shop for Emma's first year, at Hogwarts you know".
Emma wants to scrunch up and hide from the attention, but her parents are so happy. It's only just the once she starts school, she supposes. She plasters on a smile and follows after her mother. Almost done now; all she needs is a wand.
And as everyone knows, there's only one place to get those.
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parental_guidance
chanuphis
"Well, we don't get to have our own broomsticks, first year, but we can learn to ride them on school brooms. Hogwarts is a really old school. Also there was a war at it last year but now it's over and that's why I'm going to it instead of the school in Australia."
metamorphmaga
As Jenny has no expectation of ever owning a broomstick, she is undeterred. The idea that flying lessons exist, and she can take part in them, is, in fact, far better than expected. However, she is distracted by more pressing concerns. "...er. War?"
chanuphis
"Yes, there was an evil wizard, but he died and so did most of his followers so it's safe to be in the country again. But the last of the fighting actually happened right at Hogwarts."
"There's no need to scare her, Miranda," says Miranda's mum.
"There's no need to scare her, Miranda," says Miranda's mum.
metamorphmaga
"I'd rather know," Jenny assures her. "I- it's over now, though, right? I won't, like, step on a magic land mine on my way to class, anything like that...?"
chanuphis
"There's no magic land-mines," Miranda's mum says. "Did you say what your name was, dear?"
"We would still be in Australia if it was still going," says Miranda. "It's okay now."
"We would still be in Australia if it was still going," says Miranda. "It's okay now."
metamorphmaga
"...did I skip that? Wow, I did. Sorry! I'm Jenny. Genevieve, actually, but," wince, "please, Jenny. And I think I heard you're Miranda?"
chanuphis
"Yeah, I am. And I understand, Miranda's actually my middle name," says Miranda.
parental_guidance
Over on the other side of the platform is a face that may be familiar! Along with her also-maybe-familiar mother and not-at-all-familiar father, and a large pile of luggage.
When Emma spots Miranda, she waves hesitantly.
When Emma spots Miranda, she waves hesitantly.
chanuphis
"Hi, Emma!" says Miranda, waving. "I met Emma in Diagon Alley the other day," she explains to Jenny. "When I was getting wands. She's nice."
"I'm so glad you're making friends," says Miranda's mum.
"I'm so glad you're making friends," says Miranda's mum.
parental_guidance
"Hi Miranda!" Emma calls back happily, pleased to be remembered.
"Emma, dear, please don't yell, I was talking to your father," her mother remonstrates gently. "And who's-" she sees Miranda, and frowns. "That girl from Ollivander's? The one who was very... direct?" This is, from Mrs. Mason, not a compliment.
"She's nice," Emma mutters weakly.
"Emma, dear, please don't yell, I was talking to your father," her mother remonstrates gently. "And who's-" she sees Miranda, and frowns. "That girl from Ollivander's? The one who was very... direct?" This is, from Mrs. Mason, not a compliment.
"She's nice," Emma mutters weakly.
metamorphmaga
"Friends are the best!" Jenny agrees, smiling at Miranda's mum. "Of course, friends with Unicorn Faces are the very best." Nothing self-serving here, not at all, carry on. "Let's go say hi? Is that okay- er, Mrs. Miranda's Mum, can I borrow Miranda for a Greeting Expedition? If you want to, Miranda."
chanuphis
"Of course," says Miranda's mum.
"She's Ms. Swan," says Miranda. "To people who do not call her Mum." And she's off towards Emma.
"She's Ms. Swan," says Miranda. "To people who do not call her Mum." And she's off towards Emma.
metamorphmaga
Jenny follows cheerfully. People to meet! Magical people! Who are her own age, even!
parental_guidance
"Hello again," Emma's mother says politely to Miranda. Very politely. It's not necessarily friendly, but polite is better than many of her available tones, so Emma will take it.
First, though, there is a new person. "Hi, I'm Emma. Nice to meet you. Are you one of Miranda's friends?"
First, though, there is a new person. "Hi, I'm Emma. Nice to meet you. Are you one of Miranda's friends?"
metamorphmaga
"I'm Jenny! Nice to meet you too!" She laughs. "I am Miranda's rescue, actually. I got totally lost on the way in, she took pity on me. But she said you were nice, so I followed her to say hi. Therefore: hi, Emma-who-is-nice!"
parental_guidance
Emma blushes and fails to come up with a response to that, so she looks back at Miranda. "A rescue? That was nice of you."
chanuphis
"She was lost," says Miranda. "She's a metamorphmagus! So we could tell it would be okay to show her the platform."
parental_guidance
"A metamorphmagus, really? Cool! Can I see?"
Emma's father comes over and raises his eyebrows at the girls in front of him- one carrying two wands, and in her hair of all places, and the other dressed in Muggle clothes he can tell immediately are rather... worn.
"Emma, you know these girls?"
"I met Miranda at Ollivander's, Dad, you were outside talking," Emma tells him. "We just met Jenny."
"Ollivander's?" he says skeptically. Of her wands, the wand he can see clearly is definitely not Ollivander's. He can tell.
"Yes, Ollivander's," Emma replies, slightly annoyed. What, does he think she'd get Ollivander's mixed up with Gringott's?
"Don't take that tone with your father," her mother whispers to her with a sharp nudge.
Emma's father comes over and raises his eyebrows at the girls in front of him- one carrying two wands, and in her hair of all places, and the other dressed in Muggle clothes he can tell immediately are rather... worn.
"Emma, you know these girls?"
"I met Miranda at Ollivander's, Dad, you were outside talking," Emma tells him. "We just met Jenny."
"Ollivander's?" he says skeptically. Of her wands, the wand he can see clearly is definitely not Ollivander's. He can tell.
"Yes, Ollivander's," Emma replies, slightly annoyed. What, does he think she'd get Ollivander's mixed up with Gringott's?
"Don't take that tone with your father," her mother whispers to her with a sharp nudge.
chanuphis
Miranda notices him looking at her wands. "He wouldn't sell me a spare," she says. "So I had to go somewhere else for a backup wand."
parental_guidance
"I see," he says. (He does not. A spare? Whatever for?) "You do seem to have succeeded admirably in your hunt for... a spare."
metamorphmaga
Emma decides this is the wizarding equivalent of her brothers misbehaving, and should be handled as such. Namely, distractions!
"So, is now a good time for my meta-something special tricks? I believe there was a request for Unicorn Face!"
There was not actually specifically such a request, but since she has not yet thought about how to get her hair to braid itself, she is going to gloss over this fact.
"So, is now a good time for my meta-something special tricks? I believe there was a request for Unicorn Face!"
There was not actually specifically such a request, but since she has not yet thought about how to get her hair to braid itself, she is going to gloss over this fact.
metamorphmaga
Unicorn!
Her horn grows first. It's small and simple, with a single spiral going up the outside, but it's a very bright shade of pink, and it glitters like it was made for it. (Which, in fact, it was). Her hair retreats until it is basically bobbed, which is as close to a traditional 'mane' as Jenny is willing to get, and fades from its normal dark blonde into a bright shade of silver that is also rather shiny.
It's not the most flattering look in the world, but it is extremely sparkly.
Her horn grows first. It's small and simple, with a single spiral going up the outside, but it's a very bright shade of pink, and it glitters like it was made for it. (Which, in fact, it was). Her hair retreats until it is basically bobbed, which is as close to a traditional 'mane' as Jenny is willing to get, and fades from its normal dark blonde into a bright shade of silver that is also rather shiny.
It's not the most flattering look in the world, but it is extremely sparkly.