Strange muggle world I

The next moment I opened my eyes, I hadn't realized that I had fallen asleep. I woke up to an even stranger room, if I thought that the previous once was strange, this one is just. . so. . . muggle. It was a small room with beige walls and a stained white ceiling. There was a round white light source that was. . . how to say. . . embedded? into the ceiling?

Then off to the side, there was a grey frame with a picture that had not once, restarted its loop for the past 5 minutes or so. There was also this strange sound coming from what I believe, is either the picture or the frame.

Where I was positioned was even stranger might tell you. I seated in an infant sized cotton chair that was placed on a fake leather couch. Strange enough? No, in front of me is what I believe, is a muggle construction of a table. It had a metal frame or legs whatever you may call it and a glass top. First of all the legs were shaped weirdly, it wasn't a four post table, but a. . it consisted of a single metal rod that if looked at from the side would look like a letter C, not an upside-down U so that the tips of the legs are what touch the ground, but a C.

Then if looked at from the front it was a rectangle, Why would they even build it like that?! And lastly the glass to serve as the useful part of the table. Why is it even glass? glass is easily breakable. A very sturdy base and a fragile top is. . . These muggles cant even be trusted to create the most simple of furniture! why not just use wood? it was neither too fragile like glass nor too heavy like metal.

Everything, everything made no sense! I took a deep breath to calm my nerves. Be patient Draco. These are muggles we are talking about, they have been very unfortunate to not have magic and thus they obviously aren't as advanced as pureblood wizards.

What a morose standard of living they have to live with. Pity.

"Little baby. I see you have woken up. Come with me now and I will bring you to your guardian."

I looked up and was greeted by a muggle woman wearing a slightly similar uniform as the other one I had encountered, however it had a different colors. She picked me up from my current. . . chair-thing.. and placed me in a. . . more complete chair with wheels. I- . . . I can't, this chair was shaped so oddly, I can't find the right idioms to describe it.

The muggle woman walked out of the room and pushed me along with her. I couldn't help but be captivated by the sight that was beholden in front of me. Most of it was white and there were numerous lights shaped like rods hanging from the far ceiling. As we went on further, we passed by what I believe were shops and eateries with signs that glowed.

Then we stepped on a grey portion of the floor that was separated from the rest by a glass and leather-like railing. Our speed increased and it was then that I noticed the floor was moving! Usually only stairs moved but, now the floor is moving as well.

Am I really in the muggle world? Everything seems so. . . magical. How else would they make words glow and flat floors move? Everyone also wore quite a variety of clothing with different lengths and. . . shapes and. Are they all wearing undergarments?

I noticed that some of them looked quite similar to the shirts and slacks we would wear under our outdoor robes. Strolling around in but mere undergarments, do these muggles have no dignity?

gahhhh! A quite large woman just passed by. She isn't even wearing anything! She's just wearing blue *I apologize for the inappropriate word* bloomers, and an orange top with no sleeves. The supposed sleeves were just. . . strings!

Have some shame! There is public indecency everywhere!

Oh Merlin- bless my tainted eyes. I cannot bare to look any longer.

I close my eyes and dare not look at anyone. At times I would feel the floor going straight up or down however, I still dare not look. I didn't take long before she stopped and carried me out of the chair once more.

"Here you are Ms. Johnson, He's quite a silent one and very behaved."

"No thank you Patricia, it was because you called me that he will be given a bright future. It's very sad that he had to go through so much when he is only a baby."

"Yes, loosing one's parents before he could speak. But I know he will find happiness in your care, just like my daughter had."

"Non-sense. She is definitely happier now that she has you as her mom. Even if the adoption papers were hard to process as she didn't even have a name when she appeared by the doorstep, it was all worth it now that both you and her are happy. Could you send my thanks to David again? He really has done so much for all of us."

"Of course. I have to go back to work now. And you take care, have a good one."

"Sure thing, you too."

Wait, Am I being sent to an orphanage?! And it was only now that I realized they spoke with a different accent. Am I not even in England anymore?

They sounded neither German nor French, it was more mellow. There are also more blonds and brunettes, am I in America?