Disclaimer: I do not own the Harry Potter Series. That is the property of J.K. Rowling. The Marauders are her characters. My Wish, My Nightmare, My Fantasy is my story which incorporates people and events from J.K. Rowling's books. I DO NOT CLAIM THEM BECAUSE THEY ARE HERS. Thank you and enjoy.
Chapter 1: The Beginning of It All
Have you ever wished so hard for something that it came true? To think that I never put much store in wishes, always believed them to be ways of keeping hope for something you knew you'd never have. It turns out that at least birthday wishes can pack a punch, especially when your heart is involved. Now, I can understand the phrase "be careful what you wish for" though I don't regret my wish. The good of life makes the bad endurable. This is my story.
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Today was supposed to be the best day of the year for me. It was my fifteenth birthday. At school that day, a few friends and I had a small "party". Well, they brought red velvet cake with peanut butter icing and presents. I was very touched by it. No one had ever done anything for my birthday except my family. Some of the presents were a bit girly and happy for my taste considering my love of black, red, blue and mythological creatures, especially vampires, witches and werewolves. Either way, I loved the gifts all the same because my friends cared enough to remember me.
At home, I knew to expect the usual birthday. We could never afford presents, but that wasn't important to me. What I cared about was knowing that they cared about me, that I was at least somewhat important to them. Well, I was still happy to get to pick dinner for that night and have a birthday cake, candles included. Most people may think that fifteen was too old for candles and wishes, but I didn't. Hold on to what you love.
After school, I jumped on my computer and started reading the latest Marauders fanfiction. The Harry Potter gang was alright, but the Marauders stole the show. I could fall in love with some of those boys. In fact, I had, well as much as you can with a fictional character. Is it sad that I already thought I would never find anybody who would love me? More than anything, I wanted someone to love and understand me and that I could return this to. I wanted to belong; I don't think I ever had yet. I could see this with someone like Remus Lupin, but he doesn't exist. Anyway, when I finished the story, it was time for dinner. We ate delicious chicken 'n' dumplings and broccoli. Finally, it was time for the cake…and candles. "Ember, make a wish!" "Happy birthday Sparks." I fake glared at my brother and made my wish 'I wish Remus was real so he and his friends could help me belong.' When the last candle was blown out, a bright flash was all I saw before I was in a whole new place, completely confused…