Hey, so this is my first fanfic! I am really hoping it turns out well because I have loads of ideas for this story. I would really appreciate it if you could give me some tips or something once you have read this because I may need a bit of help. This story is set when harry is at Hogwarts so yeah… So please R&R!
Disclaimer: JK owns everything except for Roux, who my creation.
Heya im so bored wuu2
I stared at the text with disbelief. This was what Tom sends me after the age he spent typing out the message? Well, he better get prepared for the rest of the lesson without a reply from me, because there is no way I am going to reply to that text after the half hour it took him to type it.
I turn around and stick my tongue out at him, before turning back and facing the front with a smirk at the look of incomprehension on his face.
Without wanting to sound too sorry for myself, I'd like to point out that my life isn't the most interesting of lives. I got to classes, get home, eat, go out for a jog, go back home and sleep, over and over again. My parents are really strict, so I seize any opportunity for some rule braking. Obviously I get caught sometimes, but what can I say? Life's too short, enjoy it!
Tom is the closest I have to a friend. I don't want to sound picky or anything, but he can be slightly irritating at times and pretty slow.
In case you hadn't realised, I'm in class right now, and at the moment I'm sneaking one of my earphones up my sleeve. You may have never heard of this little trick, but it's a great way to listen to music in class without being disturbed and works like cake. (This was just some quick thinking so please do not try to do this in class and I haven't added much detail to how she has done it so that you couldn't try and do it). I turned my head to the side slightly, to hide the grin on my face as a heard Miranda coming out of my earphones. I look out of the window slightly, and I see an owl, coming towards the school.
So, for some of the people who hear this, you may be thinking, so what, that's totally normal! in that case, I am telling you that you are slightly weird. For the rest of the people out there, who have started hyperventilating like me, this owl was huge. It looked like it was sawing towards the window, and more importantly, towards me. Ah yes, extra detail, the window was open. So me, like the conspicuous little girl I am, start shouting, and everyone turns to stare at what I'm staring at, because, to be honest, everyone becomes distracted by the tiniest of things in class.
This thing comes flying into the room, drops a letter in front of me and then flies out. Everyone starts shouting at once, and I look down, to see
Roux Clifford
Desk by the window, room S28, south block
Fishard School
London
So, I'm not great with cliff hangers but there you go. I hope you enjoyed the first chapter, and if you did, please leave a comment about it. I wanted Roux to seem kind of carefree so I hope that's worked, please give me any suggestions if you have any and if you really hate it please try and be nice while telling me…
