Not the Best Trip (oneshot)
Disclaimer: Sadly, I do not own Harry Potter. I know, a real shock to us all.
A letter came for me last week. It told a tale of a school, for witches and wizards.
Hogwarts.
I used to think magic wasn't real. Lies.
Those things I did, don't talk about it! I don't want to believe in it.
Magic…
I don't think my family understands, really. I tried to hide it, really, I did. I tried.
They think I'm a freak. I am.
A teacher, from the magic school, came yesterday. She told me, staring down with her black glasses perched on her nose, to call her Professor McGonagall. She didn't look very nice.
I tried to behave, to control it. The magic.
Author's Note: Hey, I don't really know where I'm going with this. It might be something! Probably not but a girl can dream. Let me know what you think I guess, I live off of comments.
So I'm trying out first person POV and this is the first thing that came to mind. I probably won't ever finish it. Basically the OC loses control of their magic in Diagon Alley after suppressing it for so long. (May or may not be an obscurus idk)
*Oh my god I forgot how stupidly difficult editing documents on this site is!