Disclaimer: I am not Joanne Rowling, therefore I don't own Harry Potter. The only thing I own is Amelia Price c:

For Gamma Orionis' Original Character Boot Camp


Pencils and sheets of paper lay scattered on the ground, clothes strewn over every available surface. Amelia took one last look at the small bedroom before walking out, dragging a large, overflowing trunk behind her. She saw no point in tidying the room, it would be months before she saw it again after all. She'd put her things away then.

As her father pulled the trunk from her grip and began carrying it down the stairs for her, she thought about how unbelievable all this had seemed when she received the letter a week ago, how unbelievable it still seemed.

The world was full of wizards, who rode broomsticks, cast spells, and made potions. There was even a school for young witches and wizards, a school that she would be attending – according to headmistress McGonagall – because she was a witch.

She, Amelia Price, was a witch.

And now she was rushing off to catch a train to Hogwarts, where she would spend the next seven years of her life with others like her. Going away to a school that would become like a second home to her. Right. As if anywhere besides here, in Scotland, with her parents and her dog and her baby sister could ever be a home to her.

Maybe she shouldn't go, maybe she should tell her parents that she changed her mind and that she wanted to stay here. Tell them that she wanted to continue attending St. Bernard's and pretend that she wasn't a witch, that she couldn't do magic. But one glance at the letter she held in her hand, the letter that invited her to attend Hogwarts, and she knew she had to go. Even if only out of curiosity.

One year. she'd go for one year, tell my parents it was wretched, the teachers cruel and the students crueler. Come back home and return to school, say that she'd been a foreign exchange student for a year. Forget everything about Hogwarts. After all, it wasn't as though she'd be any less of a freak there.


AN: This chapter was rather short, I promise the others will be longer c:

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