Disclaimer - I own nothing you recognise in this and all following Drabbles.
This is written for the Bingo Card Drabble Competition, Hard Level.
Number - 70
Character - Owen Cauldwell.
Home
The castle is so big, and I feel so small in comparison. We wait in a line, as a singing hat sorts us into houses. This is all so unreal, so...magic. When it's my turn, my legs shake as I walk to the stool, sitting down as the rest did. The hat completely covers my eyes, so I can't see the others. This calms me a little, when a voice in my head almost makes me shout out.
"Hmm, plenty of loyalty I see, and not afraid of hard work either. You belong in HUFFLEPUFF!"
The shout scares me, but as the scary lady takes the hat from my head, I walk towards the table where the students are clapping and shouting. Is the hat right? Am I a Hufflepuff? I don't know, because I don't know what makes a huffle so puffy, but I'm sure I'll find out.
It's scary all of this magic stuff. I'm scared of being so far from home, away from my parents and my brother, and my friends. I'm scared of learning magic, because in all the stories my mum read me when I was younger, there was always bad guys where magic was concerned. What if I meet a bad guy before I learn enough?
As I join the others in chatting, I can't help but wonder what I'm actually doing here, instead of being at home with my mum and dad, eating mums cooking at the family table. I miss them already.
I want to go home.