Keaira was right. I knew she was. Keaira is always right. I should have learned this by now.
I was ten years old when it happened. My brother and my father died while trying in the Muggle world, they got in a car crash while riding on one of the Muggle buses. Keaira told me to stay home because it wasn't safe in the Muggle world. We couldn't use magic there, and Papa knew that too. They still went, Papa insisting that we should get Muggle clothes.
Once Papa and my brother died, Mama and I moved in with Keaira and her family. Mama fell ill, and moved away to St Mungo's. Mama told me to respect Aunt Mirach and Uncle Hobart, and to behave myself. Mama was sad that Papa and Coriander would never come home, and she never got well.
When I went to Hogwarts with Keaira, she was all ready in her third year, and I was going to enter my first. Mama wanted me in Slytherin. Papa's family wanted me in Slytherin. They said that it was what I was suppose to do. I didn't know what I wanted to do. I wanted to make Mama better, but for some reason, when I was called up to the stool in front of everyone, the hat spoke to me.
You have gone through so much, a voice came to me, so courageous you've become since you have lost your family. Such bravery you have to face life, and loyalty beyond most, I've seen. You're blood as pure as Salazar Slytherin, though, with an ambitious nature to please your family. Which is it that you wish you could be in?
"I do not know, Mr Hat," I told him, "if I am to be placed in Slytherin, it would make my family proud..."
But do you wish to do everything to please your family? Or do you wish to make your own way?
"I wish to find myself and make Mama better," I told the hat sadly.
In Slytherin, you can change the world, the hat told me, in Gryffindor, you will find the truest of friends who will be there for you till the end of time. Which is it that you wish to have?
"Please, make the choice for me," I begged the hat, "which is it that is right for me?"
"Then it must be..." the Hat spoke loud over the Great Hall. My heart was beating so fast and hard that I'm surprise it stayed in my chest when the Hat yelled out, "GRYFFINDOR!"
The Hat was removed from my head, and the Gryffindor table erupted into applause. I looked to my cousin Keaira who was giving me a hard glare. I couldn't remove my eyes from her as I made my way to the table of clapping students, half of the Slytherin table staring at me with narrowed eyes. It made me uneasy, uncomfortable. I didn't know why it was happening, but my life suddenly took a turn on a different route.
Just the Prologue. =)
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