Snakes & Badgers

Prolouge(Giles)

"Dear Mr. Odell,

We are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Please find enclosed a list of all necessary books and equipment.Term begins on 1 September. We await your owl by no later than 31 July.Yours sincerely,

Minerva McGonagall, Deputy Headmistress"

"...Dad? We got a weird letter! Some school acceptance thing?"

The confused blonde called out to his father again, after getting no response. The eleven year old slicked back his hair with his hand, letting the rings press against his scalpe, a spothing habit he did in his confusion. His other hand held the letter, which he had to constantly move to keep his pet boa, wrapped around his neck like a scaly scarf, from attempting to lick.

He didn't understand this letter too greatly. School? His mother had told him about wizarding schools, but he never signed up for one. He didn't want to! Why have some snobby teachers teach him magic when he could learn it himself? Besides, he already knew a good bit! Plus, his mother was the best psychic and medium in all of England! She could just homeschool him on these spells! Then he could keep going to his normal school!

...Alright. Maybe his concern was more that he didn't want to combine his magic and nonmagical life anymore than what was already default. Truth was, he knew no magic. But he never liked the idea of it. It put his mum in the hospital, after all! He was honestly scared to get anymore into this strange wizarding world that he was born into, with one foot in, one foot out, and no choice but to wait until he was eleven to decide which foot to take out.

He heard his father gasp, and well, the rest was history.

All that was needed to know was that by the time he got out of his first year, he was still standing spread-legged; One leg in this wizard world, and one leg out.