Sarah woke up. Today was Saturday. She looked at her watch. It said 9:30. She looked over as Hermione stirred. They both got out of bed and Sarah pulled on her clothes. Suddenly her hair turned a behind-long cherry red. Hermione stared. Sarah concentrated and her hair went into a neon green bob. 'Wow, your a Metamorphmagus!' said Hermione. 'That must be why your hair curled so easily. You willed it to.' Sarah grinned, and decided to go for rainbow coloured little plaits. 'Lets see what Harry and Ron say.' Sarah said with her cheeky grin. They went down into the common room and found the boys waiting for them. Harry's jaw dropped. 'Sarah! What have you done to your hair?!' Ron exclaimed. 'You don't like?' Sarah asked hurt. 'How about this then!' She concentrated and her hair went into a black ponytail. Ron's draw dropped as well. 'I'm a Metamorphmagus. We found out this morning. Come on. I'm hungry!' Sarah leapt out of the portrait hole and they all went down to breakfast. Sarah sat down and pilled sausages and toast on her plate. 'Look who looking at you Sarah.' Hermione giggled. Sarah looked over and caught Draco staring. 'I think he likes you.' Hermione said. 'Your one of the few people who stand up to him.' 'And I think I am gonna puke. He finally got rid of the birds. Look he is coming over!' Sarah exclaimed. Harry and Ron pulled their wands out. Draco came over the their table. He scowled at Harry and Ron and motioned Sarah to come over here. 'Cool it boys, I'll hit him with birds if he tries to hurt me.' Sarah gigged and wandered over. 'Umm Sarah...' Draco began but Sarah cut him off. 'Look, lets forget about yesterday and start fresh.' said Sarah and she held out her hand. Draco took it and they shook. Sarah's hair turned a neon pink plait when she let go of Draco's hand. Draco stared. 'I'm a Metamorphmagus.' Sarah explained. 'I still haven't got the hang of controlling it properly. I'll get there.' she ran back to her table. Suddenly her owl came flying through the window. 'Ooo, Dad must of wrote back!' Sarah squealed. She took her letter, gave her owl some toast and opened her letter as her owl flew away.
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Dear Sarah,
Congratulations on getting into Gryfindor. And well done on your first encounter with Peeves and Draco. Not many people could do that kind of magic spontaneously. I didn't realise that you were a Metamorphmagus. Still it will be handy when you get a job. But for now, you will be great in transfiguration, as we found out when you got bored and changed the portrait of my mother's buttons into lady birds.
Keep Safe
Sirius.
'Did you really?' asked Ron. He had been reading the letter over her shoulder. 'Yes. Now come on, we have a weekend without homework. What do we do?' asked Sarahh