I had a choice.. I could either return to my normal life or join Hogwarts.. I chose Hogwarts. Something about going home never seemed right. I've adjusted to who I've become.. but did I make the right choice?
It was late at night, I was put under a hat.. it started saying the names " Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw, Gryffindor, Slytherin" I prayed not to go to any of them. Why be sorted..Why can't I just be on my own here. I ended up in Slytherin. The headmaster Dumbledore seemed upset at that result. I wondered why. I was escorted to my dormitory area or as they call it here. "Common room" everyone was asleep.
I stayed up, wandering around the main area. Slightly cozy, a little green and gold, but nice. I heard a shuffle and a male voice. I quickly pretended to fall asleep in a chair with a book beside me. No one came through. I heard it again, noticing my forearm was glowing a light red and aching
"Oh no" I mumbled beneath my breathe, trying to cover it up. "Please not today..not here"
The muffled voice kept getting closer than echoing farther away. I sighed a breathe of relief. Thank goodness. I looked down, the glowing gone. Great.. just what I needed. another reminder of something I don't fully remember.
Just stories about who I was, where I came from and why I could never go back..
Flashback:
It was dark, people were speaking. I couldn't hear what they were saying but I could only guess bits and pieces.
"She's the child, she has a right to know!' one male said
"She's too young, I say we train her then reveal the truth" Another one spat.
I heard footsteps coming towards me. I backed away slowly and hid. The door opened and all I saw was darkness. I saw a faint red glow in the distance.. What it was from I couldn't tell. A sharp pain withered across my forearm..