Chapter 5: Papers, Please

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Hall A, Room 2 finally came into view. Rebecca and Isabelle approached the door and Rebecca knocked.

"Come in." said a high pitched voice.

Rebecca opened the door and the Warren sisters walked into the office. At the desk sat a thin woman with shoulder length brown hair. She looked up from her papers and smiled at them.

"Well hello there. Are you here for citizenship?"

"We got a letter about immigration. Rebecca and Isabelle Warren?" Rebecca said.

The woman went to a file cabinet and flicked through a few papers before finding what she was looking for. She returned to her desk. Rebecca and Isabelle approached the it while the woman started scribbling down something. She pushed a paper to both girls.

"You'll need to sign these to become enrolled in Ilvermorny and to be placed in citizenship."

Isabelle went to pick up a quill that was sitting on the desk, buy Rebecca grabbed her wrist. "Hold on. Let's read through it first." Isabelle nodded and put the quill back down.

"Surely, it's simple paperwork." The woman said with her same cheesy smile.

"I want to know what my name means on this paper." Rebecca said sharply. "With all due respect, I don't know you and I don't trust you."

The smile didn't fade off of the woman's face. Instead she said sweetly, "I'm so sorry, dear. I forgot to introduce myself. I'm Macey Graves, Secretary of The Immigration Office. This paper just makes sure-"

Rebecca stopped listening to her and began to read the paper. Isabelle was watching with content before she decided to start reading.

This document states that I am temporarily allowed to live in the United States of America as a refugee under the laws of the Magical Congress of The United States.

As a refugee I also grant MACUSA officials to search me for any and all reasons if I pose a threat of any kind to citizens both magic and non-magic beings.

In exchange, I will be protected from other countries at war, allowed to live freely, and also attend school and/or work in the US.

As an underage magical being, I must not use magic of any kind outside of school until the age of 17. Should I fail to meet these rules, MACUSA may revoke my participation in school and even revoke partial citizenship as well as sent back to the country upon which I arrived from.

Any laws broken MACUSA may revoke partial citizenship as well as sent back to the country upon which I arrived from.

Rebecca looked up and said, "Partial citizenship? Refugee?"

"You see young lady, we cannot grant you proper citizenship in a matter of days. Not to mention, you two just arrived from a country at war. It makes many MACUSA officials uneasy. We formed this document to ensure you can still be here but for the sake of national security, we may need to send you back if you pose as a threat to any of us."

Rebecca hated the entire document. She was expecting to be treated as a citizen. It was what her father had arranged.

"This isn't what I want. I don't want someone to send me or my sister back to a war because we look suspicious." She pointed at a line. "We can be sent back for any or all reasons. That's not a fair deal."

Macey Graves sat quietly, letting Rebecca make all of her points. Isabelle spoke, however. "Becky, it's not a problem. We're both good people. They just want to keep their friends safe, like you keeping me safe."

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