Hey guys, this is my first fanfic so please don't be harsh. Constructive criticism is welcome, but no flames please. Personally I think I'm a horrible writer so any tips are really appreciated. So here it is.
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I Still Don't Know What Magic Is
Chapter 1: Home!
Gabrielle's P.O.V
"I say girl, get up!" a random voice called from the kitchen.
"Ughh," I groaned, as my tousled black head emerged from under my blanket. Just an average day at the Wizarding Home for Wandering Orphans.
I looked at my alarm clock, only to see that it was not working. Muttering, I worked myself up into an upright position. I was just your normal 17 year old girl. Except for two, small, details. I, Gabrielle Edwards, am a witch, and a Pardus, a rare and obscure magical creature. We are the offspring of a witch or wizard and a panther. How that worked I have no clue. My kind has the power to shift into a panther at will.
Stretching, I ambled over to my closet and pullout a pair of jeans and a tight red shirt that showed of my flat, pale, and toned stomach. I ran down the stairs, to be met by a formidable, old, woman.
"Gabby, why must you insist on making me run my arse off, only to have you sleep in?" croaked my guardian, Mrs. Gibbons.
"Hmm, I don't know, it's rather funny if you ask me," I smirked.
Mrs. Gibbons gave an exasperated sigh, before turning her back on me and continuing cooking breakfast. A few minutes later, footsteps echoed on the secluded stairway, as 11 year-old Cassie stepped out of the shadows.
For a brief second, there was silence, before…………
"I'm going to Hogwarts, I'm going to Hogwarts," she exploded.
"Kill me now," I moaned.
THUD!
Startled out of my reverie, I jerked my head up to see a chunk of raw meat on my plate. Breakfast. Did I mention that I had to eat raw meat to survive? That's one of the reasons why I don't tell anybody about my 'secret'
Now that most of the orphans have come of age and graduated from Hogwarts, our number of orphans has come down to a grand total of two. I started wolfing down huge bites of my meat, when the clock struck 10:30.
"Hurry up, we're going to be late, honestly girl," Mrs. Gibbons blurted, before she whipped away my plate.
"Hey, I wasn't done yet," I wailed, horrified.
"You're done with it, I tell you," she shot back.
Grumbling, I raced to the car, beating my 'family'. Finally, we were on our way to King's Cross Station. Comforted by the sight of cars stuck in traffic, I started to imagine how I was going to spend my 7th and last year at Hog warts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. My hopeful intentions just slid out of my mind by a hand waving in front of my face and Cassie's urgent voice exclaiming, "We're here, we're finally here, so start moving slowpoke!,"
Irritated, I slid out of the rusty, 1967 car, to be met by a sight so wonderful, it caused my eyes to well up with unshed tears. My ticket to freedom. As we hustled into the busty station, I saw many of my fellow classmates. Cassie and I approached platform 9 ¾ , and all the while I was whispering instructions to Cassie on how to get on the platform. We both leaned inconspicuously on the wall between platforms 9 and 10. Suddenly, we slid through the wall, to be greeted by calls of "How was your summer?" and "I haven't seen you in so long!" Cats and owls purred and hooted from their owner's arms at the hustle and bustle of the Hogwarts Express and I distinctly heard Cassie chirp "bye" and scamper off somewhere. But as I stood there, my only coherent thought was' Finally, I'm going home.'
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That's the first chapter. I understand it may be horribly bland and might have mistakes but I try. Also I do not own and of the characters except Cassie, Mrs. Gibbons and Gabby. Review or else.