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Hey so this is my first fan fiction ever. Please don't judge me to hard, I'm from Norway. I know My English is bad, but I would love to hear what I have to work on. So… here you go.
The smell if the rain, fills my nose. Looking out of the carriage window, I can see the castle. Hogwarts it's called. A school for witchcraft and wizardry. Me and my family moved to England not long ago and here I they think its for the best if I'm not homeschooled. So now, I'm in the carriage, that took me from the Hogwarts express. I see the lights lighting up the castle beautifully. My mum was a little worried about sending me away, but my dad calmed her down. I'm going to miss them terribly. My Mum. Ava Gonzales. Looks a lot like me. Dark brown hair, with lighter stripes. Round nose, very dark eyes. (My eyes is more hazel brown.) Tall, but slim. With a very and I mean very strong personality. She has to have control over everything, and sadly everyone… I do love her, very much. Then we have my dad. Devon Gonzales. Dark brown hair. Well built, and the most amazing comforting and warming smile I've ever seen. His and mums personalities is very different. He's more laid back and don't worry so much, while mum worry all the time about everything. From where everyone is, to if I eat enough. Which she say I do not do, and I'm starting to look skinnier every day. Besides their differences, they fill each other out perfectly. And I've never seen anyone who love each other as much as my parents.
Sadly, I am not an only child… I have two siblings my younger brother David and older sister Ariana. David is David. His cute, but very immature. His 14 and looks without a doubt like a younger version of my father. Ariana yeah… she 22, they all say we're alike, but I don't see that. We have a close relationship, and I'm going to miss her. Even dough we fight so things fly everywhere sometimes. So now, I'm on my way to Hogwarts. My brother have already been there a week now. He have sent a letter home saying his house is now Gryffindor. Now sitting here on my way to Hogwarts. I think about what house I'll be put in. Maybe Ravenclaw, I have read about the houses. With cleverness, you will do well in there. Then we have Slytherin. A very good friend of mine Blaise Zabini is in that house. I have heard a lot bad things about that house, but I don't care. Blaise is good person so I'm not going to think about it.
Later the carriage starts to slow down. I close my eyes, and breathe for a moment. My heart is banging in my ears, ready to come out. A little lite headed I step out of the carriage, and walking towards the castle. The cold rain splashing against my face, as I sprint to the front door. They said they would take care of the luggage. I count silently to ten, emptying my head for any bad thoughts. Opening the wooden doors nervously I walk in.