Disclaimer:I do not own Harry Potter or anything else, except my dignity, insanity, and the charater Charlotte Chamberlain.
(A/n)(Idon't own the green day songs either.)
Tiffy: Hello folks!!!
BruisedInsanity: Shut up.
Tiffy: Don't mind her, I'm the nice, reasonable one.
BI:And I'm the stupid one with a goth side.
T: So yeah, on with the Fan Fic!!!!
BI: Shut up.
T: sticks tounge out
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CHAPTER 1
She's a Rebel
"She's a saint!" Charlotte muttered under her breath trying to distract her from the Professer until the last bell rang RING! of her old school.
"And don't forget to read page, 126 to 156 and do a 1,000 word essay on the subject of the Grinswald Goblins."She heard her History of British magic Professer say.
"Fuck off." She said giving him the bird.Yes, she was a witch, a good one at that, she was doing advanced spells with her training wand.
Charlotte walked out of the school and looked at the sign in front.
'WMI Wolf Magic Intution' It read.
"Bye bye WMI!!!" Charlotte screamed at the top of her lungs.
"Char! Char!" Her friend Jess yelled at her.
"What?" Char said ignoring the screams at her from her Perfessors. "Fuck off!" She yelled back at them.
(Tiffy: This is the time where we discribe Charlotte, or better known as Char, or Claire.
BI: I'm starting to like Charlotte, swears at her Pr's wow.)
Charlotte was a tall blonde, short choppy hair and piercings, two in each lobe, one at the top of her right ear, left eyebrow, right nostrel, and belly button, and some she probally forgets to mention too. And an animated tattoo right above her bum of two wands crossing shooting out 3 sparks then those fade and they spit out three more.
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Tiffy: Sorry it short.
BI: No, I'm not, I wanna get some sleep writing is hard work.
T: The only thing you wrote was 'fuck off!'
BI: Whatever
T: Sorry folks
Bi: Shut up.