All of Space and Time

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Have you ever felt like where you live isn’t like where you were meant to be? Well if you have you know how I feel.
I was an Irish girl living in London. That wasn’t that odd but it made me a little different. Not to mention my magic. Magic as in I was a witch; I attended a school for the magical. Hogwarts it was called. A freaking castle.
I was fifteen years old and felt like I was always standing still. My hair like most Irish women was ginger. Though I added a black streak on the left side, my eyes were according to my older sister Kate blue like a living flame darted with white around the iris. I was pale and freckled mainly across my nose.
Right now I was sitting in the compartment to go there. My friends where else’s where likely attacking someone who didn’t really deserve it. That sounded like them.
“Hey goth,” Sirius said plonking down next to me. Guess they were back now, or at least he was.
“Just because someone where’s a lot of black for a day does not make them a goth,” I said staring blankly out the window. So I had a black strapless shirt on, with dark jeans, black shoes and black nails. Did that make me a goth?
“In this situation yes,” he said. I could hear his smug smile through his voice.
“It’s a mask,” I said simply watching a flock of birds fly past the window.
“Mask?”
“It’s not a real one genius, hypothetical. A black one two, with a black rose on the side and some nice black ribbon to tie it up,” I loved my mask; it hid me from the world
The sky was a bright blue reminding me of my sister’s eyes. She was the sky and I was the fire or calm one and reckless one as I often put. Just for a second I swear I saw a blue box fly through the sky, but with a blink it was gone.
People told me I was crazy. That had something to do with my habit of making a conspiracy theory every chance I got. So maybe it was coming true, wasn’t that the thing. People say it so much you start to believe it and then it comes true. If that was true I was officially insane.
“Hello,” Sirius said waving his hand in front of my face. I hit it away.
“What?” I asked him harshly I had a good strong train of thought going and he just went ahead and screwed it up. Bas=terd.
“We were talking I asked you a question.”
“Sorry, I was in the zone,” I said waggling my hands down beside my face.
“Ah the zone,” another voice said. I figured it was Remus’.
“Yes the zone,” I said flatly. “I was in it he disrupted it now I’m going to change.”
I grabbed my now high wasted grey skirt, long white button dress shirt, weird sweater vest thing, tie and robes. I didn’t care about the shoes I’d do them back in the compartment.

We arrived. I couldn’t get that stupid box out of my head. Had I seen it? Was I crazy? Both were likely options. Maybe more so on the crazy.
The feast began but it was all a blur to me. James and I discussed Quidditch, he was going on and on about how we would win this season. I played keeper he was a chaser. I was captain.
“Night,” they called up to once we’d reached the common room. I was tired, well exhausted seemed more fitting. I felt like I could collapse at any second.
One I did however reach my bed, I didn’t feel a tired. I took my wand out of my pocket. Sighing at it. I was different yes, my wand proved that. It was kind of a screwdriver. It was a wand just shaped like a screwdriver the handle was a shade of blue I didn’t know the name of. Honestly I couldn’t carless about colours.
I lay flat on my bed. Just let sleep come I thought over and over and over. When it did though.
I dreamt. Dreaming of monsters. They were strange. Like silver men, they had a catch phrase to.
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Well that is the first chapter of yet another fic, I have a habit of them. School is almost ending hell yeah right? For me it’s ending anyway. WOOO. So ahh tell me if you like this or not. I’ve been contemplating doing a HP DW cross so this is it, yeah...