Voldemort's Granddaughter

Tegan was a rebel, a foster kid, kicked from home to home because of 'accidents' that kept occurring. Then in a shock revelation on a school exchange to Hogwarts, when an innocent prank goes wrong, Tegan is identified as a witch. Surprised, and relieved, Tegan begins to finally fit in. But the question still hangs, why didn't Tegan receive a letter? Was she just 'overlooked'? Or is there a much more severe reason for blocking her from her world?


6. Petrificus Totalus, buddy.

 After my run in with the white-haired kid, I kept on wandering until I got to the North Tower. There was beds laid out all over the floor, and I had in inkling that magic had made it possible that the room felt as spacious as it did when it was previously only used as a classroom. Josh had kept me a place in between him and Zoe, and he seemed pretty annoyed that I had disappeared.

"I'm not a child or a lost puppy, Josh, get over yourself"

He still was miffed with me. It was our first real day at Hogwarts, and Mr. Blank and Ms. Poppers were giving instructions as to how to behave. We weren't allowed to ask our partners to do magic and we had to stick with them at all times. After grilling us for a good ten minutes, they led us out down to the Great Hall for breakfast. I noticed how many people were looking at me.

"Why are they all staring, T?" Zoe said. So it wasn't just my vivid imagination.

We all took our seats at the long table and most of the stares subsided. I could understand the fascination with a bunch of new kids coming into their school, but somehow I felt the looks and whispers weren't directed at everybody else. Maybe the white-haired guy had started spreading rumours. Well, I always had my counter-attack ready. He chatted me up with his fancy language. 

Prof. D stepped up to his podium and addressed the students, who instantly fell silent.

"Good morning, students. I hope everyone had a pleasant sleep. Now, on to this morning's festivities. All Hogwarts students are excused from classes today, and are required to take their Draymount partner under their wing for this morning's match"

There was a groan from the crowd of students. I knew how they felt, I didn't much like soccer either. 

"After breakfast we will go to the Quidditch pitch. Now eat up, for breakfast is the most important meal of the day!"

And then the hall erupted in chatter once again. But Dumbledore didn't step down. He clapped his hands again, and there was silence once again.

"I would also like to announce that a new student will be joining our school. As a lot of you seem to know through talk, Draymount's Ms. Tegan Asher will be with us from tomorrow on. Ms. Asher will be sorted into a house tonight after dinner, and the chosen house should welcome her with open arms"

There was a silence as the whole hall turned to stare at me. I waved, receiving some giggles across the hall. Well, that was awkward. Finally the food sprung up on the table, and everyone's attention was diverted. I rolled my eyes at Zoe as I reached for a bread roll. And then I saw her expression. Anger. Confusion. And...hurt.

"Zo, are you okay?"

"You're one of them" She whispered.

I was taken aback. Why hadn't I thought about Zo? I had gotten so caught up in the possibility of me being a witch, I had completely forgotten about everything else. I had only known Zoe a year, but she was the closest thing to a best friend a kid like me could have. And now she sat there, her eyes in a mix of shock and sadness. I saw what I would look like if I hadn't the bravado exterior. A sad, lonely girl.

"Zo, I only found out last night. Dumblefore figured out that I was a witch when we were in his office"

"A witch?" She looked like she was about to faint.

"Zo, you knew I could do weird things"

"I thought they were stupid magic tricks, not actual freak-show powers!"

There was a silence. I knew Zoe would have been more diplomatic if she wasn't caught of guard like this. All the same, it kind of hurt. 

"Zoe, I'm sorry. I needed time to process it all before I talked to you and Josh. I didn't know it was going to be sprung up like that"

"You don't really want to go here, do you?" She narrowed her eyes. "I mean, we could just pretend this never happened, right?"

I didn't consider it for a second.

"Zo, this is who I am. Do you know how we're always wondering why we never fit in? Maybe that's because this is where I'm supposed to be."

"And what about me, Tegan? I'm not one of them, so does that mean I don't fit in? Do you ever think about anybody but yourself?"

She got up and stormed out of the hall. I was about to go after her when I saw all the others staring at me. Mason was smirking like an idiot.

"Wow, I knew you were weird but not mentally crazy"

There were laughs. Unlike Zoe, I had never cared for Mason. Years of crap had made him cruel. I didn't skip a beat with my retort.

"As opposed to physically crazy, Mason?"

"A witch?" Josh seemed lost. He looked at me, but I didn't know if he could actually see me.

"You're all friggin' mental patients. You should all be locked up in an asylum"

"And you in a cage, Mason"

"A witch?" Josh said again.

"Lad, I can't believe you were into a mutation" Mason slapped Josh on the back, as if congratulating him on a near miss. I stared at Josh. He shook his head. He looked like he was about to say something to me, but then stopped. Mason glared expectantly at him. This was it. Josh would have to make a decision. He took a breath.

"I'm not any more"

Mason grinned.

"Yeah, she was just a pair of legs. How could you have known they were monster's legs?"

Mason laughed, setting off the others. I noticed Dumbledore watching us from above. Then I realised the whole hall was watching. The four houses, the teachers, even a really scary looking caretaker and his freaky cat. The entire hall was silent, their eyes on us. They were all waiting expectantly for me to respond. Josh looked like he'd rather die, but he'd made his choice. I couldn't really blame him, that was his home after all.

What I should have done was walk away. Been the better man. Oh well.

"So, I'm a monster?"

I drummed the tips of my fingers against my chin. Mason stood his ground, but his smirk looked less confident. He had realised how much of an audience we had gathered.

"Yeah, yeah you are"

I nodded, my lips curling into a smile.

"So, we're all monsters then?"

His face flickered. He looked around at the crowd of people staring at him, all wearing looks that could kill.

"Yeah" He said, slightly quieter.

"Well then..." I leaned over the table and looked directly at him. "...you better be scared"

And then I let my fingers unclench, and I lost control. The torches lining the walls all extinguished, and reignited, and extinguished, and reignited. The flags on the ceiling came down and started dancing manically in the air. The goblets on the tables rose, along with the golden platters. They circled the flags. All the Draymount table were cowering in terror as the flags whirled above their heads. Then the green one placed itself on the table.

I didn't plan what happened next. I didn't even know I was doing it. It just happened.

The snake design on the material slipped off, sliding its way across the table. I told it to go up to Mason. It followed my instructions. I told it to flick it's tongue at him. It did. I told it not to hurt him, just scare him.


The flags returned. The lights stop flickering. The plates and cups came down. The snake slithered back on to the flag, where it stayed.

"Tegan Asher, please come with me. Now"

I knew it. I was going to be expelled before I'd even started.


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