Coloured In (Remus Lupin)

Chapter 1

10 years later:

Violet ran around in the meadow outside their cottage, with her arms stretched out beside her before collapsing on the ground next to her mum.

'Time to start work again,' Lillie gestured, her white hair blowing around her in the wind, her crystal blue eyes darting back and forth keeping an eye on her daughter.

Violet dropped to the ground beside her mom and began to plait her hair, smiling at her she signed, 'I want to stay out here with you.'

Lillie stared into her beautiful daughter's eyes as she threaded daises into the plait.

'Come on baby you know I can't let you skive off work otherwise the social workers will make me send you to a real school'.

Violet sighed dramatically and laid over Lillie's legs.

The three had a perfectly happy life together. In the morning her Dad would go to work in some fancy office and she and her Mum would get ready, tidy the house and then do school work for the rest of the day. Her Dad would come home a little after 5 and they would eat dinner together.

Then just before bed, Noah would read fairy tales, signing and speech, acting out every character with different walks and movements before they finally put her to bed at about 8 and then they would start again the next day.

Violet sometimes wondered what it would be like to go to a school and have friends over to play with but she was honestly just content with what she had, it didn't bother her that she only had her family because to her they were absolutely perfect.

She wasn't one to wonder about things that were just out of her grasp, wondering about crazy things though, that was her speciality, she likes to write stories about worlds with fairy's and dragons and dinosaurs, she read them out to her Mum and Dad when they were too tired to read to her themselves and sometimes when they were feeling extra bored they would all dress up and turn them into little plays in the garden for their dog.

"Excuse me," came a thick Scottish accent from nowhere.
Violet sat up abruptly and span around but she couldn't see anyone.

"Yes mam?" she said in her best grown-up voice because it wasn't like her to be impolite.

Almost as though from thin air, (although that would be crazy," a tall and beautiful woman who looked as though she had years of wisdom behind her eyes appeared nearby.

She had a long and elegant green robe with a bun made up of thick salt and pepper hair and golden oval glasses.

"My name is Professor Mcgonnagle," she said in a loud booming voice full of authority.

Violet shrugged, in a head as full of fairy tails as hers a woman appearing from thin air wasn't so hard to believe as one might think.

Lillie looked more confused though and tugged softly at Violets dress hoping to gain more information about this mysterious woman.

"Um, let me get me take you inside to see my Dad. My mum is deaf." Violet whispered in a polite voice that almost startled the women.

"Isn't your Dad at work?"

"He took a day off," Violet replied softly, "He hurt his leg running in the garden yesterday. He's resting.

Violet stood up smartly and gave her mum a hand before leading the two woman towards the old cottage where Violet had spent most of her life.

"Dad!" She called as she held the door open for her guest, "there's someone here to speak to you! Professor..." She looked back at the woman forgetfully.

"Mcgonnagle."

"Right, sorry, Professor Mcgonnagle."

Noah's head perked up from the couch curiously, "Violet go and work in your bedroom while I talk to professor Mcgonnagle okay?" he lifted himself off the couch with a groan and hobbled over to the kettle assuming the women would want a drink.

Violet crept up the stairs obediently blowing her long fringe from her eyes. "I think my hair's getting in the way don't you?" she asked her dog, Rowley.

She stood in front of her ornate mirror and concentrated hard on her fringe deepening an already existing headache, her fringe shortened by a few inches in front of her eyes before turning a startling and neon yellow. "Nooooo I didn't want you to change colour," she groaned, "I just wanted to get rid of the bangs!"

Violet concentrated again trying to ignore the shouting coming from downstairs, either her Dad fell over or he really didn't like what Professor Mcgonnagle had to say.

As she stared in the mirror her whole head of hair turned cherry red, At roughly the same time there was a knock at the door, "Miss Maddox may I come in?"

Violet flung across the room and grabbed a beanie to cover the bright hair and opened the door.
Mcgonnagle smiled and touched the girl's shoulder.

"What is the hat for Violet?" She asked in a soft voice, before Violet could answer the woman had whipped the hat off.

Violet stuttered, "um coloured hair spray?"
The woman walked her to the mirror, "I know what you are Miss Maddox, I probably know more about what you are than you do."

Violet shifted uncomfortably, "Professor?"

The lady patted the top of her head awkwardly like a dog, "a metamorphmagus" she said.

Violet was no expert but the word sounded magical to her, it made her spine tingle just hearing the world.

"And... " the women said matter of factly, "a witch."

Violet giggled and stared at Mcgonnagle, "haha thanks, I have no wart on my nose see?"

The woman chuckled and pulled a dark stick out of her black robe.

She whispered some strange word and violets hairbrush flew across the room and landed in her open arms.

The young girl smiled, "so more like a fairy? All of the witches I have heard of are bad, take the witch from the little mermaid or sleeping beauty for example."

The old woman tutted.

"You are invited to Hogwarts, a boarding school for witchcraft and wizardry."

"No offence but if you go around to non-magic people and tell them there are witches out in the open then no one is going to believe you.

Honestly, Hi my names Professor Mcgonnagle, you're a witch and you're going to a magical school, goodbye."

Minerva smiled, "well you believed me didn't you?"

Violet's hair softened back to its normal dusty purple, "I suppose I did."