Disclaimer: This story has not been written by, recommended by, read by, heard of by, or in any way affiliated with J. K. Rowling, Warner Brothers, or anybody else at the moment. Except me, a measly teenager sitting in her kitchen writing this who is aware that she owns nothing. Nothing at all.
Prologue
The hustle and bustle of Diagon Alley goes on all around, as young witches and wizards come to by their first wands, wizard's robes, cauldrons, and spell books. Deep in the back of a small store at the end of the cobblestone street, a tiny bird pokes her head of her shell and sees the world for the first time, having no idea that in only a few years, she may become the most famous owl over to have ever flown over the world of wizardkind…
AN: So, this was just a vague introduction to a story I'll be writing over the next few weeks that will basically be Hedwig's autobiography. My goal is to upload one chapter every Sunday until it's finished, but as school is starting quite soon, that may not quite happen… also, you'll be getting a very raw version of each chapter, so please feel free to give me any suggestions you can think of. Thank you!