Once upon a time in magically sparkle land, a beautiful girl named Blossom Ra'ynebao Jaqueline Blind M'isle'ad Mistress Smith, everyone called her Bao, was on the front porch of her hot cow farm, pouting up a storm. "why do I have to live here" she sighed "I wish I were a wizard"

then suddenly a pretty raven black owl flew above her head and dropped a scroll on her lap

She gasped, "oh my ra what is this?" she yelled, cause she was raised by egyptians, quickly opening it up. She read it out loud,

"Dear Blossom Ra'ynebao Jaqueline Blind M'isle'ad Mistress Smith,

We hogwarts advocates or whatevs declare you a certified wizard.

In 2 minutes, the magic bus will come infront of your porch of your hot farm to bring you here.

You don't need to pack anything. we bought you all new cool stuff.

Sincerely,

Dumbledore.

p.s. We have reason to believe you are the princess of africa so that helped."

"Oh my squee!" she squealled, thrilled about the new discovery. She fasty ran off her porch waiting for the bus which was already there.

"Come orn in, Hime!" He called me princess because dumbledore already told him about me and he was japanese cause he was cool. I hopped on.

"Goh ahead to a bed you can find back there. It'rr be a rong trip."

First I went to the bathroom and appraised myself in the mirror. I was unsatisfied at it.

I had DD36 cups, but they seemed like A cups to me. My yummy rainbow colored hair was down to my waist, or it would be, if it wasn't up in drill pig tails. I wore some green denim overalls since I lived at a farm with a blue buttom up shirt with short sleeves under it. My overalls went to the middle of my skinny thigh. I was wearing some black and blue zebra striped converse with green laces and shrt green socks. My skin was very pale and I had a dainty sprinkle of freckles across my nose from the sunlight. I didn't like my reflection, cause I didn't notice how pretty I was. I growled and smashed the mirror. I then left the bathroom, hopping onto a seemingly unused bed.

The bed moved under me and a boy's head popped out

"Did something land on me?" He asked, his lightning scar wrinkling. "why does my scar hurt?"

"Oh my gosh I am sooooo sorry!" I peeped, hopping off him, glancing suspicuously at his scar.

"Oh, It's no problem, maam. I could barely notice you!" he smiled warmly at me.

I blushed. "Why do you have a scar?"

He visibly blanched. "Voldemort tried to kill me when I was a baby. Dumbledore told me my first year of Hogwarts. It hurts whenever Voldemort is around. It hurts right now, too."

"and it's glowing!" I mentioned. He looked surprised.

"I hope Voldie isn't around right now."

"I'm sure he isn't. I'm tired, I think I'll catch a snooze." I looked around awkwardly for a free bed, but none were free!

"Oh, you can sleep on mine with me!" He cheered a bit. I blushed and looked down.

"If it isn't any trouble."

He smiled, "None at all!"

I hopped on, soon falling into a deep sleep.