Prologue

I was sitting on my bed, reading a book. It was titled 'The Ingenious Gentleman Don Quixote Of La Mancha'. A story where the man named Don Quixote went off on a magical journey to find his true self, fighting 'dragons', 'knights' and fought for honour. Something I might end up doing. I was a wizard! There was something special about me, I was going to Hogwarts School Of Witchcraft and Wizardry.

The man Dumbledore had told me so, but he also told me to give back my trophies, my hard earned toys. Well that was no bother, I did return them but I had started a new. It wasn't like he could control my life while I was at... this place. I would never call this place my home.

I smiled, bookmarked my place in my book, put it aside on my bed, and stood up before pulling out a bag, the bag full of gold pieces, galleons he called them. There were more pieces than I could count. If I saw that man again, I would have to be careful, I'd already given too much information. Which never turned out well.

I put it back. Tomorrow I would head off to Diagon Alley, where I would buy my supplies for school. The Wizarding school. So for now I'd just sit here, waiting. I stood again before reaching into my wardrobe and pulling out my favourite of boxes, my box of trophies, toys. I reached in and put my book back in return for my new found yo yo, better than the one from last time. I just knew I'd fit in my new community.