Hello this is my first try at a fanfiction. I havent read all of the harry potter books or movies but i really wanted to write this for my friend Keenan (a made a promise)!1! so here it goes i hope u like it!11!1:););)
[Update: I realized it has been some years since I last wrote for u. It is now 2016 and I have my help from my brother to assist in correcting. He has the edits. thanks for patience. xoxo -scrable]
Chapter one THE PLATFORM 9 AND 31\4
i stood on the platform it was my first day to school. i remember the boys and girls runnig around and saying goodbye to thier parents. they all had owls, and cats and frogs and ferrits and they had suitcases. i watched as they all rushed around. it was a tuesday.
that is when i saw my first love standing there with his parents. he had darkbrown hair and darkbrown eyes he was wearing a sweater. he had a darckbrown owl in a rusty cage under his arm. he hugged his parents and walked away. the smoke from the train rushed aroud his head. he looked like an angle. i askeed him his name. he sayed" Cedric Diggity". he blushed and i telled my name. "thats a pritty name said credic. can i sit with u on the train?" i asked him. "yes", said Cedirc. i knew i was in love with him from that moment on.
when did you get your letter to hogworts? said i seductively? "in the mail last friday. replied credric" my mum gave it too me after i got home from my friend Janits house. she is my neighbur". I found out i was a wizard on my 12th birthday when my brother tried to scare me. I turned him into a newt. my dad fixed him tho." Crerdics story was the most beautiful thing i had ever heard.
'what about u?" i was always a witch' i said to him. oh. "I am from the isle of sodorm. It rains there. My parents met their tragic demise after contrackting chollera while spending time subsistence farming cranberries with the poor fisherman on zimbooko. I lived on a meager diet of coal and oysters until I reached maturity. I can't help but notice that we have both matured since we arrived. physically.
"what house do u want to get chosen to?" Pufflehuff said cedric. Well I want to be in Girffendoor. that is where my friend keenan whants to be in to. i teller him.
the train stopped. we we're at hogworts. i get my suitcase attractively. he was watching me. "u have nice eyes," said credic. thanks. then we kisssed. we kissed magickly. his lips tasted like beets. i luv you' i said. 'i luv u too. cried chredic. we hold hands until we got to the cassle. next was the sorting hat ceremony. all of th griffandoor, raven-canckles puffelhuffs silthrins and teachers watched all the first years go up to the hat in the great hall. the great hall was very big. the r was banners and long tables everywhere and even floating candles. it was MAGICAL!111!11!:;)
Th first name called was HARRY POOTER!1! The room whent quiet. he is the chosen 1 said credic. prof mcgoogle placed the sorted hat on his head. gerffindoor bellowed the sorted hat. evryone cheered except the slithrins. next up was hermioine stranger and ron wealsby, and nelvile lumberjack. the were sorted into grieffindoor too. darco mayfoy was sorted into sithern. i kissed cerdor as he went up to that hat. it was screaming hufflehunks. sedrik cried in happiness. it was my turn. i stood on and went up to the hat it was on my head and it could read my thouhts. i was a part of the hat and th hat was in my soul. the hat and i became knitted from a single rag. a rag of love and passionate sexual desires. it screeching out girffendoor. cedirck hugged and kissied me on tha mouth. he started kissed my neck. dumdloor slapped him and told him to sit down. he started telling us the dangers of th forest. this was going to be a great year. I had vehemently decided. not even neville lumberjack could stain this memory from my conscience. chedric telled me goodnight and i went to my room. i dreamed of credic in my dreams. i loved him most intimately.