Raven pov: I walked in the shop with Jacob and waited for Madame Malkin. " Not to be rude but how old are you?" " I'm 43." Damn. " Millie Malkin is 45." I nodded my head. Mille walked in and smiled at me pleasently. They took me to a room at the top of the shop. It was bland, with gray flooring and gray walls. " Brilliant!" I said as they watched me place everything. "Your parents can't see you off but they say they are proud you are going." I smiled. We went downstairs and ate chicken,rice, butterbeer and mini pies. The butterbeer was amazing! I excused myself and went to my room and laid down. " What an amazing day!" What if this was all a dream? Jacob came to my room and tucked me. " I'm 12 I don't need tucking in. I'll see you tomorrow Jacob."
"Uncle Jacob."
"Uncle?"
"Millie is your mom sister. Didn't she tell you?" Another secret. I turned over on my side and closed my eyes. Waiting for the dream to end.

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I awoke the next morning hoping that I was back in my old purple room at Privet Drive. No luck. I looked down at my snake eye pocket watch."4 am!" I looked among the upstairs rooms and saw a book shelf. I pulled out a couple about the history of the Wizarding world and began to read seeing as I was the only one awake. By 8 I had finished ' Hogwarts: a history'and 'Harry potter: His journey.' I walked downstairs eager to tell my Aunt and Uncle about everything I had learned. Millie had made eggs, bacon and Every flavor Pancakes. I grabbed a plate and took a pink and purple pancake. We all sat down. " So Sweet pea, How did you sleep?" " Brilliantly! I woke early so I read about Hogwarts and Harry potter. I learned about the war between him and He who must not be named!" Jacob stopped eating his bacon and looked at me sternly. " His name is Voldemort. And we cannot fear a name. " I nodded my head. I bit into my pink and purple pancakes. " Yum! Pinks strawberry and Purples blueberry pie!" I said happily. Jacob bit into his orange one and cringed. "Vomit." Millie smirked while she bit her red one. " Blood."
After breakfast they went to work. I helped Millie. I sat in her store reading more about spells and the Wizarding world. Back at home I failed everything. I just had to much trouble. Here. I felt I knew everything. Ring! A boy walked into the shop. "Hello." He said to Millie. He wore a purple sweater and cacies. He had dark brown hair and wore pink glasses. " I need new robes. I've out grown my others." Millie went back to get her supplies leaving us alone. The boy turned to me and smiled. I looked down scared. Awkward silence. " Nice hair." I looked up and saw him staring at me. " Are you a Metamorphmagus?" I blinked. I read about those. They had the ability to change they're hair, skin and eyes without using a pollyjuice potion. They could even be animals. If they use it to much no one would recognize you and it's rare and inherited."I-I don't really know." I said and he smirked. " Ok." He pulled up a chair and sat across from me and grabbed my hand. " Think of a animal. Relax your face and concentrate only on that animal. Now become that animal."
I left my face relax as the image of a cat came in my mind. Suddenly my face felt hot and I felt my ears move up to my head and something sprout behind my back. I ran to a mirror and saw me. Only it wasent me. I had tiny brown ears and a brown cat face. I had a big black nose and a tail! My purple hair fell on my shoulders out of place. I was a Metamorphmagus. "wow. " I thought about my regular face and felt every part of my body go back to normal. I turned toward him. " Brilliant!" I yelled hugging him. I pulled back and saw him smile. I felt my face feel hot when I realized what I had just did. He took of his glasses and put them on my face. "Spectrespecs. And they match your hair." I looked down and saw I had pink hair. " You going to hogwarts?" I nodded my head. " im a 6th year prefect even though im only 14. I was really really smart and I'm guessing your a first year?" He rambled. I smiled and gave the glasses back to him and sat black down just as Millie came back. " What?" She asked when she saw our faces. I grabbed my book and left the shop looking back at that cute boy.