Disclaimer: I do not own nor do I pretend to own the characters and story elements J.K Rowling was kind enough to share with us. This story is meant to honor and explore the world she created through the eyes of one of her more lovable but easily looked over characters: Rita Skeeter.

Hogwarts didn't know what it was in for sending out this particular letter. Though if you asked the letter this it would have told you that it never makes mistakes and that was all it would say.

But the letter was out and she was going.

It was a week before the term started and the family was out to do the necessary school shopping. Mother and father wanted to start off in the robe shop. The family wasn't rich and they knew the second hand robes were going to go fast, but the little girl with the loose flowing hair wanted to go to the bookstore. Besides, she rather thought she was too good for second hand robes. And that was al there was to it.

And the robe shop was where the family was going.

However the little girl was marching up to Florish and Blotts. She pushed open the door with an authoritative air. It was her first time in the bookstore, and her little heart was pounding away in her chest. This was an epic day for her. A day she wanted to remember. Her cloud of blande hair kept falling into her face and she kept wiping at it. Her mother was instantly at her side trying to smooth it down.

The little girl swatted at her mother's hands, “Oh mother do leave it.” the little girl said. Her mother was forever fussing over her. The little dresses and the socks and the pink and the white. It was enough to drive any eleven year old crazy. The mother stepped back, a hurt look on her face, but the child had been willful since birth and one would think she was used to it by now.

She wandered through the stores, her eyes drinking in the sheer number of the books it could hold. She had never seen so many all in one place, and her little bedroom by the shore held as many books as she had been able to get her hands on. Up one aisle and down the other, her little hand ran over the spines of the books, she read ever title, memorized every author. It was like being in heaven. “One day my book will be here,” she said to herself. It had been her mantra since the day she picked up her first quill.

“Want to be a writer dear?” a pleasant voice asked. The girl turned around and looked at the woman.

“I will be a writer,” she declared. The forcefulness of her statement made the woman stagger back a little bit. It wasn't everyday a child walked in a book store and said they wanted to be a writer, let alone one so young. The woman was of the opinion that the written word was dead. She nodded toward the little girl and went about the busy of helping another customer. Her parents were off getting her the necessities of a new student heading off to Hogwarts, but the child could have cared less. This trip to Diagon Ally had been all about Florish and Blotts if you asked her. She had 5 galleons in her pocket, and she was itching to buy a new book, and she just wasn't finding anything that tickled her fancy.

Her face was screwing up for a tantrum. This wasn't going right, nope not at all. A camera flashed in her face and she almost fell over. “Hey what's wrong with your face,” a tiny voice asked and the little girl monetarily forgot the massive tantrum she was building up to and looked down at the little boy talking to her. The huge camera he was carrying his making up the bulk of his frame, and that was saying something. She really wondered how old he was.

“What's wrong with your height?” she shot back and the boy smiled, which caused the little girl to smile.

He reached out his small hand for her to shake. “People call me Hiccup.” he said.

The little girl grabbed his hand and gave it a nice little pump, “Margarita Skeeter. Writer extraordinaire.” she told him.

Chapter Guide

Chapter One- Terrible Tantrum
Chapter Two- Bye Bye Parents
Chapter Three- Cho Cho to Hogwarts
Chapter Four- The sorting that started it all
Chapter Five- The Black Storm
Chapter Six- Breakfast of Champions
Chapter Seven- One is the Loneliest Number
Chapter Eight- Mosquito Street's Dilemma
Chapter Nine- Be The Snake
Chapter Ten- Rita's Got a Brand New Bag