My name is Louise Felm. I am a muggle born, or mudblood. My hair is a mousy brown, and curly, I hate it, or I used to. I suppose I am average build, and curvy in the right places.

My story begins when I was eleven, I went to a normal Primary school and I loved it, I had many friends and I was well liked. I left primary school to go to senior school when I was eleven; I promised myself I would not make friends.

However, that did not work, my first year at senior school, I had my whole year like me.

You may be thinking, she is popular, why is she complaining, but I knew I was different, I did not know how, but I knew there was something weird about me, I did not want people to get hurt by me, as I believed I hurt people (I still do in a way).

I finished my first year in senior school after my friends did me up to go to the end of year dance, they even straightened my hair with a muggle contraption that are like scissors (another muggle contraption) with large rectangle metal plates that get really hot. Well I went to the dance and I did smile after it, a boy I liked asked me to dance.

The summer holidays came, I was ready for my next year of senior school (or hellhole, as I liked to call it) when I got a letter, send by a beautiful white tawny owl. Of course, I did not know about the magical world this scared me a bit, a letter brought by owl was unheard of.

Nevertheless, I opened the letter to find it had tidy handwriting, very unfamiliar writing, it said:

Dear Louise Felm,

I apologise for the late arrival of this letter, I was unaware of you until the middle of the year, which was of course, was too late.

This letter is your acceptance for Hogwarts school of witchcraft and wizardry, you will find enclosed, the school rules, your school list, and how to get to the school, you will also find a train ticket.

Yes, Miss Felm, you are a witch, if you have any queries, just send my owl with a letter, she will not leave, unless you tell her to.

I hope to see you in the new school year, and when you get to the school, I will be awaiting you in the entrance hall.

Yours truly,

Head master

Albus Dumbledore

That is why I am so weird, but this is my chance to become the nobody I am.

I went to my parents to show them the letter with the owl on my shoulder. I did not really have a brilliant relationship with my parents, in fact: I never spoke to them. I shoved the letter into my mum's hand then went back up stairs.

I did not get up to my room to turn my music on full blast, when I was called back. "What is this?" my dad said pointing at the letter in my mum's hand, she was crying.

"It's a letter"

"I mean, what is it with you? All you do is course trouble, and now you're a freak, where did we go so wrong with you?"

"It is not your fault! Moreover, it is not mine, I don't understand you, you blame me for everything and how do I course you trouble? I never talk to you! I barely see you because I think there is no point seeing you looking at me as if you hate me, I am going whether you like it or not, you can come with me to get my school supplies, or I can go alone, either way, I am going".

"Why do you do this to us?" my mother screeched, her tears evident in her voice, my father went to comfort her. A single tear glided down my own face, but that was because of the hurtful words my father had used.

I turned on my heal, grabbed my hoodie, and the letter and slammed the front door behind me.

I allowed my tears to flow freely; I sat down on a bench. I realised the owl was still on my shoulder. "You understand don't you?" the owl gave a small hoot; I smiled despite my tears. I drew my legs up to my chest and hugged them.

I dropped my head so it was resting against my knees "Are you ok?" I looked up to see a boy about my own age with dark messy hair and glasses. He was also quite tall. He was quite cute on top of all that.

"Who are you?"

"James Potter, you?"

"Louise Felm" the boy named James sat down next to me stroking the owl offhandedly like it was normal to have an owl on your shoulder.

"Are you a witch?"

"Apparently, I got a letter today" I showed him the letter,

"So… how old are you? And why are you upset?"

"I'm twelve. And I was crying because my parents now think I'm a freak and things, I doubt they will come and get my school supplies, and I don't have any money, and I don't know where to get the stuff"

"Come on" James got up and held out his hand for me to take, I took it so he pulled me up and lead me down the street (he was still holding my hand); it took about five minutes to a house I had never even noticed before.

He led me up a long driveway and then opened the door that had a lion doorknocker, which puzzled me at the time. I later found out… I am jumping a head; I am going to go through the story in the right order, ok.

James took me into the front room where a kind looking woman with hazel eyes was sitting sewing up a pair of trousers with a wooden stick carved, it looked weird, she was just flicking the stick and it would do what she wanted.

There was a man that looked identical to James except older and he had brown eyes. "James, what's that, stick the woman is holding?"

"That's a wand, that's what helps you do magic, you'll learn it at Hogwarts, don't worry" I nodded still slightly confused.

"Mum, this is Louise, she's my age, and has only just got her Hogwarts letter, her parents did not take it well, do you mind if we take her to diagon alley, and could she borrow some money as well?"

"No, I can't ask to borrow money off you" I said amazed James had even considered it

"Nonsense dear, we have enough, and as it is school supplies you don't need to pay us back"

"You don't even know me!" I tried again, this was going terribly, it looked like I had made a friend even before I stepped foot into the school

"Dear, I am sure we will get to know you and I am sure you are a nice girl, you seem polite enough, and it sounds like you are in a spot of bother" I looked at the floor, embarrassed.

"Dear, I can understand, you feel like you are intruding, but honestly, you are not, I trust you a lot, you have Albus' owl on your shoulder and she seems loyal to you, so I trust you" I petted the owl self consciously.

The owl nibbled my finger, almost in an affectionate way. Ok I am talking rubbish of course an owl would not nibble affectionately, not to me anyway.

I have many boundaries to stop people knowing who I am, stops me crying infront of people, I hate to show how weak I am, if I allow people to see how weak I am, they take pity on me, makes people worry about me.

"Dear, are you ok?"

"I should go, pack my stuff"

"To come back here?" James said almost eagerly

"No" I said laughing as if it was the most ludicrous thing in the world

"Where will you go then?" Mr Potter asked, it was the first time he had spoken, he had a deep kind voice, I shrugged; I didn't care.

"I'm going to go with you, you can't live on the streets" just then the owl on my shoulder flew off hovered about a foot away from me. Then transformed into a tall man with a long white beard, he was wearing some kind of navy blue robes with silver moons and stars and a pair of half moon spectacles were balanced on his long crooked nose.

I jumped and stepped against the wall in a mixture of fear and surprise "Professor?" James said surprised. However, James' parents were unfazed.

"Hello Albus" Mrs Potter said cheerfully

"Good afternoon Joanna, Miss Felm, you cannot live on the streets and I saw how your parents were, I shall take you home, you will pack, while you do that, I will talk to your parents, after that, you will come back here and I trust Joanne will be happy to take you in for the remainder of the holiday?"

"Of course Albus" I nodded, knowing I did not have a say in the matter.

The man I supposed was the headmaster of the school, I would be going to. Made sure I was behind him then walked away from the Potter house, I followed him quickly "Sir, why are you doing this for me?"

"Because I saw how your parents reacted, I saw how you were before I delivered the letter, I am sorry that I did not know of you before"

"Why would you, I'm, not important, I would not expect you to know of me" the man called Dumbledore smiled sadly at me but did not say anything just gestured for me to follow him until we got to my house.

Dumbledore rang the doorbell and waited until someone opened the door "Louise Rose Cheryl Gabriella Felm where…" my father who had opened the door realised I was not alone "I'm sorry to disturb you Mr Felm, I was wondering if we could have a chat"

"Who are you?"

"Albus Dumbledore, Headmaster of Hogwarts School of…"

"Don't carry on, why do you want to talk to me, she's not going, end of, she is not a freak"

"Louise, do you want to go to my school?" he asked turning to me

"Yes, of course I do"

"Then she will go, with or with out your permission, now are you going to invite me in or are the neighbours going to start talking?" my father stepped aside, I went straight upstairs to my room where I got my big gym bag and stuffed everything I owned into the bag. I got my record bag and packed all the records I needed into it.

Once I had packed everything I thought I needed and a bit more. I dragged my stuff down the stairs. Dumbledore was waiting for me at the bottom of the stairs his eyes twinkling behind his half moon glasses.

"Are you ready to go?" he asked his eyes twinkling behind his half moon glasses even more

"Yes, I've got everything" Dumbledore put his hand on my shoulder, his long fingers clamped around my shoulder gently, kindly, fatherly, he was acting like my father and that was how I saw him.

"Let's go then" I nodded then followed the tall man out of the house and down the street to the Potter's driveway, we got to the house, once we were in the house James showed me to the room I would be staying in.

I dumped my stuff, then I went back down stairs to see Dumbledore still there, "Louise, this is for you," he said holding a leather pouch, I took it then opened it up, it was full of gold, silver and bronze coins, "It's wizarding money"

"I can't take this"

"You can and that is extra money, the Potter's have said they will buy your school supplies"

"I can't…"

"You are taking this, and you will let the Potters take care of you"

"Fine, I can't exactly say no, can I?" Dumbledore nodded then disappeared with a pop.

"So, what do you want to do?" Mrs Potter asked

"When can we go to diagon alley mum?" James asked

"We can go tomorrow if you want, what do you think Louise?"

"That's fine" I smiled as sweetly as I could, (not very sweetly really) nevertheless Mrs Potter smiled back.