Lauren A. Black (my Harry Potter oc)

A Witch in Muggle School (Age 13)

"Wait, you went to a muggle school?"Colin questioned. Lauren nodded. She and Colin were in the Gryffindor common room with Harry, Hermione, Ginny, Ron, Fred, George, and Marian. Lauren was sprawled out on one of the couches with her head in Colin's lap and Marian's feet on her stomach. Harry was in an armchair, with Ginny leaning against his legs and Hermione next to her. The Weasley boys were all on another couch, occasionally elbowing each other. 

"Why did you go there? You aren't a muggle-born" Marian asked. 

"Well," Lauren began, "I'm a half-blood, so there was a chance that I could've been a muggle and I needed to learn how to read and write, of course, so Sirius and Remus tried to teach me and......."she paused, remembering the time she got frustrated and Sirius had set the book on fire, nearly burning the whole house down in the process. "It didn't go very well," she stated. "So Remus put me in a muggle school but it didn't go well after I learned how to read..." 

"What happened?" Hermione  questioned. At her question, George, Ginny, Fred, and Ron all started laughing. 

"What?" Harry asked them. "What is it?" he persisted, poking Ginny. 

"Pencils," she burst out laughing again as she said it. 

"I'll explain" Lauren offered. "After I learned to read, I read some of Sirius's old textbooks from Hogwarts and I made a mistake..."

8 years ago....

Classtime...

Lauren sat in class. All around her sat muggle children, doing worksheets. A teacher paced at the front of the room, holding a pointing stick. Lauren had finished her work and was absentmindedly waving her pencil around as if it was a wand. She wondered if any spell would work with a pencil. It shouldn't because only the most talented wizards could perform spells without a wand. But she decided to give it a try. She waved the pencil and whispered:

"Expelliarmus," Suddenly, every student's pencil, the teacher's pointing stick, and the crayons and markers from the bins across the room, all shot straight at Lauren with such force that her chair tipped backwards and she fell on the floor, covered in writing utensils. The other children stared, wide-eyed at her as she got up. 

"So," she said smoothly. "Anyone need a pencil?"

Recess....

Lauren wandered around the courtyard. The other children ran past her, playing on jungle gyms or made up games. She watched everyone carefully with her eyes. She spotted one girl, separate from the rest, her nose in a book. Lauren had never spoken to her, but she knew her name. That was Hermione Granger, a second grader who was picked on because her parents were dentists and she was odd. Lauren knew that the girl wasn't odd, in fact, to her, Hermione was the only other normal person in the school. But Hermione didn't know that. And Lauren wasn't the right person to tell her. So she walked around by herself, until something in the grass caught her eye. She bent down and saw a Bowtruckle. Lauren gasped. She was only five but she loved magical creatures and she never thought she would see one in a boring muggle school. The Bowtruckle ran through the grass and to the base of the oak tree. Lauren followed it and watched as it scampered up the tree. The tree itself was massive and its lowest branches were at least ten feet off the ground. But that didn't stop her. Lauren grabbed ahold of the bark and started up the tree after the Bowtruckle. She climbed up to the branches and sat down on one. The Bowtruckle was joined by three more and they approached her warily. 

"Hello," she said slowly. "I'm Lauren." For the rest of recess Lauren talked with the Bowtruckles and they responded in their own little murmurs, but she understood them. She was debating with them when she heard a scream from the ground, a long way down. Lauren peered over the branch and saw a teacher standing at the base of the tree, staring, horrified at Lauren. 

"HOW DID YOU GET UP THERE?!" she shrieked frantically. 

"By climbing!" Lauren replied. She turned back to the Bowtruckles. "You would think that would be obvious," she told them. 

"WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!" the teacher screeched again. 

"Talking to the Bowtruckles!"

"GET DOWN FROM THERE!!!" the teacher screamed. Lauren sighed and rolled her eyes. 

"Sorry, guys, but I have to go," she apologized to the Bowtruckles. Then she climbed down from the tree and landed next to the teacher, who put a hand over her heart and sighed with relief. 

"Get back to class," she ordered. 

After School...

Lauren stood by the entrance to the school. It was the end of the school day and everyone was waiting outside for the bus or for their parents. As she watched, a group of fifth grade boys pushed Hermione to the ground. Lauren smirked and cracked her knuckles. She walked over to the boys and shouted. 

"Leave her alone!" The boys grinned smugly and turned around to face their next victim, a short, small, little kindergartner who was glaring at them with her strange, blue lightning eyes.  

"And what if we don't?" the lead boy taunted. Lauren crossed her arms. 

"Then I'll make you," she said coldly. The boys erupted into laughter. Unbeknownst to both the boys and Lauren, was that Sirius stood just across the yard and he was eyeing the boys nervously as he slowly started towards Lauren. They were at least twice her size and very mean. The boys stopped laughing. 

"And how do you thin you're going to make us?" the lead boy asked. "By calling your invisible f-" the boy's sentence was cut off as Lauren punched him with a powerful right hook. He crumpled to the ground, blood pouring out of his nose and his eye beginning to swell. The other two boys looked from him to Lauren and back again. Lauren shook out her hand and eyed the other boys. She smiled and replied, saying:

 "Boo," while taking a step towards them. They screamed and bolted away from her. She rolled her eyes and held out a hand to help Hermione up off the ground. "Don't worry," she offered. "In a few years they won't bother you again and things will be so much better, trust me." And then she ran away. Lauren froze when she saw Sirius. He smiled at her. 

"Do you need an ice-pack for your hand?" he asked. She shook her head. "Well, then, great punch." He held out a hand and they high-fived.

Parent-Teacher Conference....

Remus and Sirius sat facing the teacher's desk. The teacher wasn't happy. 

"Your child is completely out of control," she stated. "Picking fights, that stunt she pulled with the pencils, not following playground rules, or any rules for that matter. It's like she was raised by wolves!" At this comment the men looked at her and Remus started to chuckle. Sirius sat frozen, biting his lip. Remus began full-on laughing while Sirius sat there, saying to him.

 "Don't look at me." His face grew red and his eyes grew glassy. Finally he couldn't take it any longer. He lost it. Sirius burst out laughing so hard that he fell out of the chair and proceeded to roll on the floor. Remus doubled over onto Sirius's chair and banged his fist on the wood. The teacher sat there, stone-faced at their laughter. Twenty minutes later they paused in laughing and she uttered two words.

"Get. Out." They stumbled out of the classroom, weak in the knees and they apparated to Sirius's house. At the sound of their arrival, Lauren raced into the hall. Sirius and Remus took one look at her and burst out laughing all over again.

 "What did she say?"Lauren asked. 

"It's like she was raised by wolves!"Remus exclaimed. Lauren laughed and the three of them laid on the hallway floor like that for over an hour.

Back at the Common room...

Lauren's friends had a similar reaction. All nine of them, including Lauren were laughing their heads off. 

"It's so true though!"George said between gasps. Colin nodded. Lauren had to agree; she really had been raised by wolves. Wolves named Padfoot and Moony.