Ultimate Evil: A HP fanfic

Chapter 1: New Student

"Dear, get up! The school bus is almost here!" a woman's voice said.

"Ugh! Five more minutes!" a voice called back.

"Nope, up and out. Now!

"Alright, alright!"

A young man with shaggy black hair and brown, persistent eyes lazily got out of bed. That was me, Callum Barnaby. That voice you heard. My mom, Jessamy Barnaby. I live in Cheshire, England. My mom got a divorce from my dad, Ashton Barnaby. Ever since then my mom won't even say his name, and whenever my mom goes out she leaves me with Grandma Lydia, and I hate her house. It smells like week-old cabbage and she has like 30 cats that I want to drown in their own pee.

I got dressed in a white dress shirt under a plaid sweater-vest and went downstairs. "It's about time, mister! The bus is already here." Unfortunately, it actually was here. I grabbed a Pop-Tart and rushed out. But when I got out of the house, I didn't see a yellow bus at all.

Instead, flapping its large wings with the power of an aeroplane was a giant gryphon! I had heard about these in the myths that I read. The head, talons, and wings of an eagle, body of a lion. I then noticed that I had a letter in its beak. It bent its head down and I grabbed it.

The letter was written in an odd way but it wasn't illegible. This is what it said:

Dear Mr. Barnaby,

You have been selected for enrollment to the Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Typical for first years, the groundskeeper sends the student to the school by boat after picking up the necessary items such as spellbooks and potion ingredients in Diagon Alley. Instead, however, we have sent you this gryphon which will transport you to Platform 9 ¾ after the necessary supplies have been bought.

Sincerely,

Albus Dumbledore

Albus Dumbledore

I reread the letter about 6 times and I still couldn't believe it. Wizards? Diagon Alley? Spellbooks and potion ingredients? Somehow, I knew that my life was about to change…tune in for Chapter 2!