Harry Potter But AU??? - Chapter 183

MELISSA’S POV

Melissa was walking away from another interview, cursing not just the company, but Purebloods, her teachers and even her young self for ever agreeing to come to this wonderful terrible place.

When Melissa was eleven years old an old woman by the name of Minerva McGonagall appeared at her house to tell her she is a witch, magic and potions included.

She was excited of course, how could she not? It was magic!

She read all her books before even starting the year, and couldn’t wait to go to school.

The excitement didn’t wane when she saw the castle, nor when she was sorted to Ravenclaw.

The first time the excitement faded a little bit was at the welcoming feast, when she spoke with her new classmates and told them she is a – as the called her- muggleborn.

While some didn’t seem to care, the ones that did seem to be the popular group.

It took her a week before she understood what it meant to be muggleborn in the magical world.

It meant she is less, she is to be ridiculed or pity, but, at least according to her head of house, who is part goblin! If she worked hard enough, she can make people see her for who she is, not her blood.

So she did.

She spent seven years making sure she has an O on every test and homework.

When offered she agreed to take all the optimal classes, taking the time turner that was offered, and even continued in all classes until seventh year.

She became perfect and headgirl.

Her parents didn’t know a lot about the magical world, and she didn’t tell them much about the discrimination in fear they would take her out of it, which, while sometimes seemed enticing, meant having all of their mind obliviated.

At the end of the seventh year, she became one the overqualified for entry level ministry job students, and, at the encouraging of her parents, decided that instead of going for that, she would try get an apprenticeship at her favorite subject- Runes.

She tried for multiple known rune masters, only three replayed back, each saying they aren’t interested at having an apprentice.

She then started going to broom companies, traveling stores and other rune using places.

Each company and store either rejected her or gave her a low paying contract for 12 years, only after which she would get apprenticeship and would continue to work for them for another 28 years at the lowest price possible for a new rune master.

It took her a year from when she graduated school, but she finally finished going to every shop in Diagon alley, non of which would hire her fairly.

As she walked toward the exit of the alley, thinking about her future, and if maybe she should go back to one of the more interesting companies and agree to sell her life for the next 40 years, she saw a new shop at a place that used to sell second hand brooms, one that seemed to be struggling for a while.

The store windows seemed to be full with cards that seemed familiar, though it wasn’t until she saw another object on the side of the window that she remembered what those cards are.

‘Duel cards!’

It was a game that everyone at school seemed to play mid way through her seventh year, which meant, as it was her final, and most stressful year, that she barely notice it existed, this year though, even with her stress over not finding an apprenticeship, she did start seeing people playing it everywhere.

Finding it has a store though, have been a surprise, as she knew it’s inventors were the younger brothers of her partner headboy-Percy Weasley, self-proclaimed best pranksters of school, and, if she remembered correctly from their brother’s constant complain about them, about to begin seventh year.

She were about to shrug her thoughts off and continue in her way when she noticed the sigh on the other side of the window.

NEED HELP!

IF YOU ARE GOOD WITH PEOPLE, SMART, AND ARE LOOKING TO WORK IN A FUN PLACE WHERE YOU CAN ADVANCE BASED ON ONLY YOUR OWN ACHIEVEMENTS. THEN COME WORK FOR US, AT WONDER ALLEY, WHERE THE ONLY LIMITS ARE THOSE YOU PUT ON YOURSELF.

FOR DETAILS SEARCH FOR ONE OF THE WEASLEY TWINS.

If Melissa saw this ad a year, half a year or even just a month ago, she wouldn’t have given it a moment notice.

But right now she considered to sell her life for a dead end job, and the Weasley family is known as ‘blood traitors’ which meant they at least won’t just see her as a muggleborn.

Steeling her emotions, Melissa opened the door and walked in.