Warped: The Sorcerer's Stone (A Harry Potter Fanfic) (Book 2)

Chapter 4

Soon, autumn and October had arrived, and with it, were the leaves of all the plants turning orange, brown and yellow, and a nice cool air. It was quite a beautiful sight. Back home in Florida, we didn't really have an autumn. In the summer, it got really hot with massive heat waves, and sometimes rain ( I loved dancing in the rain though when it wasn't really stormy). Sometimes during the summer season we had hurricanes. In Autumn, the temperature got cooler than in the summer, but not much cooler. The trees usually stayed their same color. Only occasionally would you see those Autumn tones in the plants. In the winter time, it got cold in the morning and cold at night, but for the rest of the day in the middle it would be normal temperature. We didn't even get snow, which had only happened once after two hundred years, it had been in January of 1977. In spring, there wasn't much of a difference from autumn, except absolutely no trace of the orange, brown, and yellow hues. And I had never been outside of Florida for long enough that this would happen. So this was a new experience for me.
I had already started writing a script for the musical, calling it "Warped: The Lightning Thief." I was writing out the story whenever I found time, pinpointing where I wanted to have songs. Meanwhile, I was also writing songs for those points. I didn't let Draco get to me. I practically ignored him, and avoided acknowledging him whenever he tried to do anything. I had fixed the angle 0f the crown Percy had gifted me, and I wore it often. Nobody questioned it.
I also sent a postcard and a letter to Percy and Annabeth, one for each with Duchess, who the Multiverse sent to their addresses, at lunch. The postcards were a picture of the Hogwarts castle in the beginning of fall, when the leaves were becoming brown and orange, on the first day of October. I started writing it at lunch, and Harry was curious about it. I couldn't blame him, after what had happened. So I told him I was responding to Percy, and sending one to my other friend, Annabeth. So I began writing:

Dear Percy,
I hope this letter finds you well. As of right now, I am spending a year of my time on an earth labeled Earth-20, at a boarding school called Hogwarts: School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, in England, time frame, 1991. So by the time you actually read this, I will probably already be back home in my home-world. Things have been going pretty well, with exception to one kid who's been pestering me constantly. It's taken a lot of strength not to get angry with him, and have an explosion of anger when his personality is so evil. He actually ripped your first letter in front of my eyes, and I exploded at him. After hearing the situation, one of the teachers helped me fix it, which I am grateful for. That kid is so spoiled, he thinks he can get away with everything just because his father is an authority figure here.
As autumn comes on this earth, I am saddened that I am not back home with my family. I'm also sad that we won't be able to experience it together. It's my first Halloween where I might actually get to dress up. The environment is so beautiful. In Florida in my home-world, we don't really get the seasons. It's mostly just hot all the time.
I have taken your word on your last letter. I re-read it every morning when I wake up, and every night before I go to sleep. It was really sweet of you to have sent a letter and written what you wrote in it. But I was just doing what seemed right to me at the time, because I didn't want you to die. And I miss you too. I think about you guys all the time. I think about you mostly. You were so kind to me, no matter what happened. I could only repay it back with my own kindness. By the way, the Multiverse made it possible for me to get the letter.
I have started writing a musical about our quest. I hope that's alright with you. It's enough to distract me from the kid who keeps bothering me. I've had some progress with the songs, but I don't have much free time on my hands like I did in the summer. But I am grateful that I have any free time at all. The school is rigorous. What's even worse, they're not even teaching normal subjects. Instead of teaching Math, English, History, Science, P.E, a foreign language, a humanities class, and an elective, they're teaching things like Potions, Transfiguration, Flying, Hogwarts History, Ancient Runes, Charms, Defense Against the Dark Arts, all things to do with wands. It's quite new to me. But I'm willing to learn. Also, on my own time, I'm teaching myself Arabic! It's a little difficult, but I'm learning pretty fast. I predict that by the time February comes here, I will be fully fluent in the language. I would probably learn it faster if one of my teachers, Professor Snape, would actually appreciate and acknowledge my intellect. I finish my work in potions early, he doesn't believe me, makes me do it all over again. It's a waste of my time. Not to mention that teacher is just creepy. He wears black all the time, and looks like my old Freshman World History teacher, who I absolutely didn't like. Snape gives me glares just like her, and not only that, they even walk dramatically too. The only difference is, I don't think Snape is capable of putting on a smile. Sometimes he'll punish me for doing something that isn't wrong, but to him, me doing is wrong. I'm just trying to learn Arabic! But I have to admit, some of the information he's teaching us would be useful in battle. Luckily, when I'm done with my assignments, my other teachers let me give myself lessons in Arabic, and I think one of my teachers favors me because of my shape-shifting ability, McGonagall, she dissolves any punishments Snape gives me. She particularly helps me master more forms for shape-shifting. Once that's completed, I go back to Arabic. I think most of the teachers think it's quite impressive that I'm trying to learn Arabic, and every so often, ask me about my progress.
I have so far made a few friends here, within my year. But I mostly stick with two boys, Harry and Ron. Don't worry, I'm not giving them the same attention I give you. Plus, Harry and Ron are younger than me, they're eleven. I'm the oldest of the first-years.
I have some ideas of what I want to be for Halloween on this earth. A benefit of this is that I get to celebrate the holidays two different times and it won't make any difference, on other earths. And I want to make my costume. I'm quite excited. I am vacillating between five categories, a Disney character, a musical character I haven't played, two I have played, and a super hero/villain. More specifically, Meg from Hercules, a Newsie,  Anna from Frozen, Lydia from Beetlejuice, Harley Quinn from the DC universe, and Ladybug from Miraculous: The Tales of Ladybug and Chatnoir. What do you think? I'm gonna ask Annabeth what she thinks as well, but I'd like to have your opinion.
Considering the Multiverse sent me on a mission here, I can imagine there's gonna be a little bit of danger soon. Something is going to happen, and I might just have to fight.
By the way, I love the gifts you sent! I've been sleeping with the tiger plush, and I've named it Sassy. I haven't found the chance to use the microphone. I also fixed up the crown so it doesn't look so crooked. I've been wearing it a bit. And nobody has questioned it.
Anyways, I'll make sure to keep you posted. Don't be surprised if your mailbox is flooded with postcards and letters.