Amber resembles Rowan Blanchard from the ages of 11- 13 (face claim will change over the years)
Tim resembles Asa Butterfield (face claim may change over the years)
Elliot resembles Hugh Laurie (plus a bit of a gut)
Chapter 1 -September 1st, 1990
Platform Nine and Three-Quarters was bustling with activity, crying children, and stray owls flying around as Amberly 'Amber' Tonks was excited to start her first year at Hogwarts, and she clutched her dad, Elliot's, hand tightly.
"Ambie!" A voice yelled.
It was her cousin, Dora, who was a seventh year at Hogwarts. Dora hugged her excitedly, almost suffocating her, but Amber didn't mind.
"Are you excited to start Hogwarts?" Dora asked Amber. As they separated, Amber noticed that her Aunt Andromeda and Uncle Ted had joined them.
The younger girl nodded nervously. She was glad to have her cousin help with her adjustment to the school.
"Dora, can I trust you to watch Amberly?" her dad asked his niece.
The metamorphmagus mock saluted her uncle while Ted laughed and his wife, Andromeda, rolled her eyes good-naturedly. The train whistled, and the two girls said goodbye to their respective parents. Dora led her cousin interesting o the train, and they found a compartment after a long search.
"Nymphadora!" A stocky red head exclaimed as he entered their compartment.
Dora's hair changed to a vibrant red as she exclaimed. "Don't call me Nymphadora!"
Amberly giggled at the exchange between her cousin and her cousin's best friend.
"At least someone thinks I'm funny," the redhead replied, making himself comfortable next to the still angry Dora.
"You remember the git, Charlie Weasley?" Dora asked teasingly, her hair fading back into her trademark bubblegum pink.
They had hardly settled into their seats when there was a knock on the door.
"Come in."
A boy with chestnut hair opened the door and asked, "Can I sit here?"
"Make yourself comfortable," Dora said.
The boy walked in, holding a tortoiseshell cat in a carrier, and Amber's eyes lit up; she'd always loved cats.
"So, are you a First Year?" Dora asked him.
The boy nodded in confirmation.
"My cousin is a First Year too."
Amberly looked over at the boy shyly. The two Seventh Years got lost in their own conversation and the younger students were left to their own devices.
"So, what's your name?" the boy asked.
"Amberly, but my friends call me Amber."
The boy nodded and said, "I'm Timothy, or, rather, Tim."
Amber nodded just as the cat meowed loudly. Tim got up and let his cat out of the carrier. The cat looked around the compartment, and Tim reached over and picked it up.
"Can I pet it?" Amber asked.
Tim smiled at her and said, "Go ahead; she's named Eurydice."
Amber leaned over and petted the cat. Eurydice purred loudly.
"So, what house do you want to be in?" Amber asked.
For some reason he avoided the question and instead asked her the same thing.
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Melodies of the Lyre
FanfictionThere were moments when I was not myself, and the road wandered riddled with self doubt; when those who would be friends have all but left. But somethings have always been true - he may bleed green, but I will always be yellow and black.
