Brushing over a lot of 'boring' time.
It was officially my birthday. I was going to be able to go to school soon. Siruis had been letting me inthe libary since I was three and I had gained a lot of knowledge by this point, and was fully exploiting my library privileges but was happy. I was going to school soon. Finally. A place to learn to my heart's content.
School sucks. They tried to make me play a stupid game so I did the mature, adult thing and started complaining about boring education and the joke in it. Only in Japanese. They gave me a small test. It was ridiculously easy. Only it was one that a year six who was bright should get around 50 to 60% on. I got 95%. Including an essay question at the end.
I got Sirius to sign forms to let me do stuff early and begged him to let me sign up to mixed marshal arts. He agreed, not really understanding all this parenting stuff. I took my GCSEs by age seven. A levels at eight. Black belt at nine. Started fencing and paintball at 10. All while learning about magical religion, traditions and culture. It was fun. The best part was Sirius knew nothing about kids so pretty much let me control myself unless I would get myself into danger.
About a week before my tenth birthday, I met a girl in the library reading a book with a false cover. She looked about my age. "Do you mind if I join you? My Dad is being embarrassing. Apparently I need to loosen up and help him prank an old classmate when I go to secondary. I need to avoid him for a bit."
The girl looked a bit shocked but agreed, "Uh sure, I'm Hermione Granger. I'm just preparing for boarding school in September."
"Ash and I'm going to a boarding school to. Is it by any chance called Hogwarts?"
Her eyes widened in recognition. "My parents are working but let me study here. Can we talk more at your place?"
"Sure and by the way, look up the statute of secrecy."
We went back before she suddenly swore. "Fuck, you are Harry Potter believed to be dead for just under a decade. And you Dad is Sitius Black, lost Lord believed to have self-obliterated after the death of his closest friend at the hand of another close friend. This led to Harry Potter day being put in place on July 31 and Potter commemorations on Halloween."
"We have just been in the muggle world. In the muggle world I'm Ash Nightshade Dust while my Dad is Rowan Aleo Dust. Blame crazy naming traditions in the wizarding world."
"Well let's meet on the train. I want in to both the learning and chaos"
Unholy grins spread over our faces. In a different part of the country Fred and George shivered. "Brother mine,"
"Methinks we have"
"New challengers."
Hogwarts is not ready for this unholy alliance.