allegory of:ruined soul part ll;missing peice

 "Old method's don't open New doors" _ .. "English oak,unknown wand core,super flexibility and 12 ¼ inches,I'm yn,an orphan from India who was shifted to England,and my parents died in an foster My parents died in an accident,so I'm a loner here,and went to Ilvermorny,was in Thunderbird."the words repeated, Slipping off of my tounge like they were the only mantra I needed to know. Such a lively hurricane of at days i considered,last week was incredible.and so damn f*****g hell like shuffle for me to adjust in the world of 90s.i live in goddamn 2024. I pushed my trolley towards the bustling people,Dumbledore asked me to go and enjoy as much as I can before me learn what my warrant is of being here. My ankle anklets that held those mini bells ringing a gentle tingle,it was a calming thing to hear,and you won't believe I just got these a day ago and I was like walking miles as a reason to hear them cling together. Before I was magically ported here,my father bought me some gold investments, So i don't have to worry about getting infected by those fake accessories. Even though the ankle anklets suited only traditional clothes,I don't mind wearing them,cause they are just so beautiful with the simple pure silver embroidery and the chains were connected with two pink hearts on a specific distance,with bells there. It was a good investment in gold,and majorly my father had bought a new house for us,so,gold was needed and anything if comes and we needed money, He can use my accessories also. Leave that s**t alone,i was transferred to study back again as a teenager.i was to complete eighteen finally,many mistook me as eighteen due to my long height which i realised is not long,but,they are short and I was shifted to the school a year before I should go. But here,I'm back to twelve years old,just turned thirteen.and as a birthday gift, Dumbledore asked me if he can buy me a owl,no-who the hell will even send me letters,and i just asked him to take me to a muggle dentist,cause I don't trust magic,yet. There,you won't believe whom I met.the famous Emma watson,but she is Hermione Granger,she is just like how shown in the movies.yes,I don't have harry Potter books. But I'd say I watched four movie's with extreme intrest and am sure,i remember bits of this and that.not all,ofcourse. The soft lofi music played in my ears,while i kept the trolley where it should be,near a pillar and took my not so big luggage,my right cheek was all puffed out as I took out my wisdom tooth that was hurting me,and paid by my self. I had muggle money which,Dumbledore was kind enough to exchange and please, 90s was cheap.i am very stingy person,but I never liked if someone else paid me,and unless I return money,I don't get satisfaction to my heart. My hairs settled down,flying slightly and I tried to find an empty compartment in this all full train.i hate doing this,all the time,it would me my father who'd lead me safely,and now I'm all alone. "Hey,newbie.move out of the way."a cold voice snapped me out of my thoughts. My frustration growing more by each second ticking by.i lowered my headphones head set that hung around my neck now and moved away,was about to note that,dosen't it take time to move your luggage so the person could easily go-no.people here are also rude like back in my city,that he had to snap. "Move,this isn't your father's route."the mention of my father triggered the last cell of mine,"why-your mother told you that."i snapped back with as much force he did,not caring if I'm going to go vulgar. I was the most foul mouthed person in my famous group of friends. "What the hell you just said." "Why-you deaf.i said did your mother took the pleasure to ask my father about the trains well belonging and ownership."I smiled scarscitly,c*****g my glare at him. "How dare you talk to me like that,do you even know who I am,who my father is."oh,I just love when spoiled brats like the person infront of me that i realised was Draco malfoy did. I always had a comeback. "Oh,your mother didn't even told you,who the f*****g hell is your goddamn father."I crossed my arms over my chest now,his face red with anger. "Just wait till my father hears about you, You filthy- "Mud blood.i don't really care about my magical blood status.just f**k off you i***t,don't waste my precious time.before I start abusing you in a worst way possible than the dark lord your father serves."I hissed in a low tone,his eyes flickered with a tension showing it was actually true. His goons and the blonde left the place,and i slumped on a compartments door,rolling my eyes at the blonde i took my hands flinged around the trunk to carry it all way long. "Yn." I turned around,I am sure no one knows me yet,to see Hermione Granger.when I went to the dentist,her parents had been very kind seeing their daughter actually went into the school of the person who had given them a visit and I had a short talk with Hermione there,she was sensible and a bit hyper. "Oh,Hermione."I smiled.i don't know anything about the last name verse,i think calling by name is quite good. "Didn't find an apartment,yet."I hope she invite me,cause than her,i don't know anyone and asking me like this infront of the corridor was-too awakard. I hummed,giving her a weak smile and Weighted my trunk,it consisted nothing but the books of what Dumbledore got me,the robe and everything regarding- School.c'mon,I had passed that hellhole once again. "I don't know-that i***t took some of my time."to sound more curious in the conversation she had decided to pile up, I told her about Maloy,that i***t of blonde who doesn't know how much I used to pity him-mind me,I crushed on him also.who dosen't,as a Slytherin.i did. Hermione chuckled lightly,she was slightly taller than me and unlike me,her hairs were crazily curled and silky textured,I like curls but curls dosen't fancy me even when I try to curl my hairs. Thanks to my grandmother to pass this trait. "Come and join here,you must be tired." Hermione walked over and beamed to take my luggage.even tho I protested,she just-did that and i felt so good,finally I got the pampering back.i was pampered by my best friend and i couldn't help but remember her. I walked in with her,what can I expect.i didn't really intended to befriend one of the person with the golden trio,really. "Harry,scoop aside."her tone,with them unlike with me was different,with me.i don't know why but she sounded so soft and gentle,yet here she was so bossy and ruling. This girl saly. As i propped myself inside,the soft sound of bells clearly rang through,wearing them here is making me quite uncomfortable. Harry,the raven messy haired boy scooped over to the other side and I took my seat beside whom I presumed was professor R.J lupin,one of the most calm and comforting character. My fingers ran over and I tucked the falling strands out of my face and at backside of my ear. "Yn,meet these two of my best friends. harry potter and Ronald weasely." "Ron will do fine."the ginger said, forwarding his hand and i-with extreme polite manners and innocent face-took his hand giving it a small shake. Harry who was beside me muttered a small hello,to which I simply replied it back,leaning on the headboard. "I met her when she came with Dumbledore at my parents clinic.tho,I wanted ask-why did Dumbledore gave you a tour himself."Hermione,as like always carried the traits of a ravenclaw. Pity me.please. "Oh,I don't know.maybe,pitied me."i mumbled trying to sound as vulnerable as I can possibly do. "Pardon." "My foster parents passed away when I came here,might be the reason." "And- "Hermione,let her breath atleast."ron quired in,I passed him a thankful smile once I was sure Hermione was not looking at me,while ron returned the smile to me. The ginger cat leaped on my lap,at first.i was scared,I am always scared of cats, Their scratches quite get a bad wound, But seeing the way the car peered,i relaxed and started patting him back. "Is she yours."i mumbled,looking at Hermione,but I was cautious of not harming or offending the cat who might scratch me. "Yeah,you also think she is cute.someone dosen't seem to like her."Hermione side eyed ron,to which he rolled his eyes at her."you guys have gone mad.that thing is a bizzare monster." I couldn't contame my grin at it,this buddy here is awesome."what about your pet-a rat."I mumbled softly,ron nod his head at me giving a disgusted look to the creature laying on my lap. "Is it a magical rat."i tried,to knock some senses in ron,or Hermione or harry. "No,it's a garden rat."I nodded at him,"he seems to be sick.did you show a vet, mind it check him."I was soon to be a doctor-or i Can be,i studied more acknowledgement than a person who is preparing for becoming a doctor should be,so it was not at all hard for me to guess what happened to me,and more easy when I know what happened to him. Ron c****d his eyebrow.shit,I'm thirteen. I can't forget that,"my mother was a vet. And,i quite have her genes."he was ready to hand me his rat,scabbers.and my hands itched to even touch that filthy rat. But the door opened and there came the women,the one I had seen in movie.she was tabby women with a small smile on her lips."want anything from the trolley." I was excited to try out a few things,but before I could take out my money,this guy's had already paid and the lady left. More to my horror,they even opened it. I wanted polaroids,so I can my parents this."yn,you can have any- "No,I don't want anything but photos." "photo's??!"