Capítulo 9: Chapter 9
When I first entered the wizarding world, being compared to a Malfoy was the last thing I expected.
' Was one of my parents an ancestor of the Malfoy family? ' I pondered, the mere thought of being related to the pompous ferret sending shivers down my spine.
" Don't call me Nymphadora " came a fierce whisper, which snapped me out of my thoughts.
" Now , Now Miss Tonk, Please behave. You are going to scare away the poor boy before he even begins his first year at hogwarts. " Madam Malkin said as she escorted me to one of the full body length mirrors at the corner of the shop.
"Him? A Firstie? Bollocks! What are they feeding these kids nowadays?" The bubbly voice of the metamorphmagus, who shall not be named, burst out.
" NYMPHADORA "
I couldn't help but let out a chuckle as I turned around to greet the two of the three white sheep of the Black family.
"Hey, Nymphadora," I said, finally putting a face to that bubbly voice.
It felt like time had stopped when I uttered those words.
I watched as the Metamorphmagus visibly changed her appearance in real time, revealing exactly how she felt about what I just called her.
Her dark twinkling eyes lost their sparkle as they began to shift to a sickly yellow color, and her short, spiky violet hair all but lost its color, turning blood red.
"Don't call me Nymphadora, firstie, or I'm going to throw a dung bomb on your face the moment you step foot in Hogwarts." She said in a calm but deadly tone.
Beads of sweat trickled down my back.
I had never wished for a "Ctrl + Z" button more in that moment than I had before in my entire life.
" Erhh. Yeah. Sorry about that. I thought that was your name. " I replied awkwardly.
At that moment, I didn't care if anyone called me a pussy or not for backing down.
Sometimes a soldier has to abandon the mission in order to win the war.
" Now none of that Nymphadora. Stop trying to scare the boy. "
"Now, dear. My name is Andromeda Tonks. This is my daughter, Nymphadora Tonks. What is your name?" Andromeda Tonks asked me gently.
" Don't you dare call me Nymphadora. You can have the privilege of calling me Tonks. Just Tonks. Got it firstie? " The raging Metamorphmagus said as her hair and eye color slowly changed back to what they were before.
" Nymphadora " The elder Tonks once again whispered furiously at her daughter.
"Don't worry, Miss Tonks. I'll make sure not to call you 'Nymphadora' anytime soon," I said with a chuckle, emphasizing the name with air quotes.
Thank God that she doesn't have the ability to shoot laser beams out of her eyes, or else I'd be dead ten times over by now.
" Cheeky brat. Just wait until I see you at Hogwarts. I'm going to stuff you inside a broom cupboard and lock the door. " I heard her mutter.
'Ah, I'm sure you will. But too bad for you, Nymphadora, I've got the almighty spell, Alohomora, on my side.'
" By the way, my name isn't Malfoy. It's Edward K Grey." I said, flashing my pearly whites at the two Tonks.
"What? Your parents couldn't find a better middle name for you and decided to just call it quits, giving you a letter? And I thought my name was embarrassing," Tonks replied snarkily.
Hook line and Sinker.
It looks like you have fallen into my trap, Nymphadora.
Now it was time to use the most powerful card I had in my arsenal.
One that was arguably even more powerful than the Forbidden One, Exodia.
The pity card of ' Oh, My parents are dead '.
" Well I would have asked my parents why I had a letter as my middle name but unfortunately, I can't. "
" Oh, Yeah? Why not? " Nymphadora asked in the same snarky tone.
It was evident from the widened eyes of Elder Tonks that she knew exactly why I said that and I'm sure Nymphadora would have guessed the reason too if she hadn't let all that anger go to her head.
" Oh. Well, because I'm an orphan. I never knew my dad or my mom. I have been living on the streets for as long as I can remember. " I replied to Nymphadora before her mother could intervene.
' Check mate '
"Hahahaha. It's okay, don't feel bad," I laughed, watching the Metamorphmagus wilt away like a dying flower.
If the expression on her face didn't already show how she felt at that moment, her hair certainly did, as it changed from a blood-red color to an ashy gray one.
" Sorry. " Nymphadora whispered as she looked mortified by what she had just done.
" I'm sorry, but did you just say you've been living on the street and not at an orphanage? " The elder Tonks asked me.
"Yeah, I can't remember ever being in an orphanage. Been bouncing around here and there since as far back as I can think of to be honest. I moved around so much that the Professor had to track the Hogwarts owl right to my makeshift home in a subway bathroom to find me," I chuckled.
"What???" The three women in the room shouted at the same time, their eyes widening and their eyebrows practically reaching their hairlines.
" Living alone is not as bad as you think. "I said, trying to deescalate the situation.
" Who introduced you to the wizarding world? " The elder Tonks asked.
" Professor Mcgonagall. Really nice teacher. Answered all the questions I had so far. She should be coming to get me soon. "
" I see. " The Elder Tonks Muttered.
'What is she planning?' I wondered as I saw a determined look on her face when she glanced back at me.
" Ahem. Dearie, here are your robes. " Madam Malkin said, breaking me out of my thoughts as she gave me a bag that looked way too small for it to contain everything that I just bought.
" Thank you. How much do I owe you? " I asked as I took the bag from her.
' Woah. This thing is so light. It almost feels like there is nothing in it. ' I thought to myself as I felt the weight of the bag to be almost non-existent.
"As you were our 777th customer this school season, everything you bought today is on the house along with that bag,Dearie. And the reason why it's so light is because of the featherlight and expansion charm on it," Madam Malkin said to me with a wink.
"Now, sit there, dearie, until Minerva comes to fetch you."
' 777th customer my ass. Well, whatever, I'm not going to say no to free stuff when it's shoved down my throat. ' I thought to myself as I sat down at where Madam Malkin pointed at.
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" Arghh, sorry, Miss Malkin " Nymphadora said as she got back up for the third time in 15 minutes.
That's right.
She tripped on nothing but air for the third fucking time in fifteen fucking minutes.
I always wondered if they were exaggerating her clumsiness in the books. It turns out that it wasn't exaggerated at all. In fact, I think they downplayed how bad it was.
' Is this a byproduct of her Metamorphmagus powers?'I wondered as I looked at the only two occupants in the room apart from myself.
Madam Malkin and Nymphadora.
Andromeda Tonks had already left the shop a few minutes ago, stating that she had some important things to take care of, leaving Nymphadora alone at the mercy of Madam Malkin.
" I think she will give herself a concussion if she has to change robes one more time, Madam Malkin." I said to Madam Malkin, amused.
The poor girl had already gone through at least a dozen robes at this point.
" Nonsense, Mr Grey. It is Miss Tonks fault. If she didn't keep on changing her natural size every single time, we would have been done by now. You would think that this girl would have learned not to do that by now, but no, this happens every time she visits here. " Madam Malkin said, her nostrils flaring.
" It is accidental. " The Metamorphmagus said, her face turning redder than a ripe tomato and her hair turning pinker than a sakura blossom.
* CHIME *
" Mr Grey, are you done? " The professor asked as she entered the shop.
" Yes, Professor. " I replied as I waved my bag at her.
" Very well. Let's go get your wand then. "
" Oh, Miss Tonks, your mother asked me to tell you to meet her at Florean Fortescue's Ice-Cream Parlour. " The Professor said as she walked out of the shop.
" See you at Hogwarts, Tonks."
" Thank you for the clothes, Madam Malkin " I said to the two before exiting the shop and following the professor.
' It looks like it is finally time to get my wand. I wonder what kind of wand I'm going to get.' I thought to myself excitedly.
After all, getting a wand is a rite of passage for anyone who is blessed with the ability to do magic.
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