Okay! Another fanfic! I wonder why I'm doing this... I'm not yet done with 'New Memories'... Oh well. I actually did this a few years back, and I never finished it. I don't know why, but I want to now. Hehe. It's about an OC of mine, so enjoy!

Disclaimer: I DO NOT OWN HARRY POTTER. IT BELONGS TO THE AWESOME J.K. ROWLING.

They say everyday you learn something new. But today, I learned more than the usual.

It was a normally normal day today. If you call normal being bullied and being pressured at everything you do. Yep, to top it all off, I had to endure a horrible bus ride with my not—very-well-mannered bus mates. Great. And then, I was given the royal treatment when I got home.

"Welcome home, how was school? And—WHY isn't your hair tied? Don't tell me the ponytail—" said my at-first cheerful-but then annoyed mom.

"—Fell off again….yeah." I finished. Almost the same sentence each time. REALLY. "UGH! SOOO tired!" I said, dropping everything on the ground and falling onto a nearby chair. It was monoblock and it was black. I removed my shoes and rested them on the floor. I rested my head upon the white rough block that was the table. I was mindlessly tapping my fingers on the table cloth. And then after a few minutes of slow breathing, the strangest thing happened.

I heard a tic! tic! sound on the window. I ignored in at first and tried to block it out. Two minutes later I still hear the sound, and pardon the pun, but it was ticking me off. I sighed and turned around to see what you wouldn't see around this part of the Philippines. There was an owl flying outside, trying to open the window. I opened the window for it and then after trying to fit through the window, it dropped what it was carrying on my lap. It dropped an envelope. I looked at it for a while, it was very puzzling. An owl. A letter. What does that mean? I picked it up, looked at it, and in one glance I knew. I was trembling at what I knew what I was about to see.

The envelope had a red seal with a fancy 'H' on it. The writing on the outside was a very fancy script and it looked like old paper. I tore it open and slowly brought out the letter. It was made out of yellow-ish paper that looked very fragile. It was folded neatly and it said:

Addressed To: Jennica Predator, 2nd floor, living room table

I slowly opened it, and that's when my mom noticed what I was doing. She saw the envelope and the letter in my hand. She went over to me and took the envelope on the table. She scanned it until she was content with what she saw, and walked over to me to try to get a good look at what I was reading. I was trying to block her view and trying to read it at the same time.

I read it again and again, my mom asking behind me "Well? What does it say?"

No way. This could only happen in my dreams. I must be dreaming!

I pinched my arm really hard. It hurt and I practically screamed.

I faced the difficult reality and realized, I wasn't dreaming. It was real. Oh man.

"Well? What does it say?" my mom asked for the millionth time.

I looked up into my mom's eyes, I was trembling, and slowly said loud and clearly, "I'm a Wizard."

My mom looked at me with a shocked expression.

"No way. Really?" She asked.

"Yeah…."

She looked like she was going to believe me, then she frowned. "No…. Are you joking?" She said this because I always like to fool people. But this time was different. It was real.

"NO! no. no. no. no. It's TRUE. Seriously!" I said, raising my hands up in surrender and dropping the letter. She snatched it up from the floor and read it. And read it…. And read it…. Again and again. And I was just watching in the background.

"Hm…. I guess you're right…." Then she stopped. And looked at me. "Wait. You're a wizard."

I nodded.

"You're a wizard… you're a wizard… you're a wizard...no wait… then, you're a witch. A witch….a witch…." My mom said repeatedly. I just nodded and nodded and nodded. The remark hung in the air.

"Oh my gosh." My mom squealed. "OH MY GOSH!" She screamed and hugged me. I yelped in surprise. "I'm so happy for you!"

"T-thanks." I answered.

My mom clapped her hands. "Oh!" She cried.

"What?" I asked.

"Why don't we get you ready, hm?" She smiled.

It was amazing, finding out I was a wizard. It felt like something that came out of a storybook. (LITERALLY)

In the letter was a list of books and supplies I would need. And what was even cooler, we went to the famous (well at least to me) Diagon Alley! It was really cool there. The streets were crowded with people and there were things flying in all directions! My mom and I went to the bank Gringots to exchange my Philippine peso to their currency; at least I thought it was called a currency. There were galleons, and sickles, knuts and other coins too. It was a fancy place and it looked heavily guarded. The carpets were red and the bank workers looked like elves-or-something. Then, once we got the right money, we left to start school supply shopping, being given an all-new meaning.

First we went to the clothes shop. There were other people there too, and there were threads and spindle flying everywhere, they were sewing, measuring, and a lady was hopping from kid to kid, asking their school and school year. When she came to me, I stuttered a little since it was my first time to talk to a real wizard/witch and so I accidentally said 'Hugworts' and the lady looked at me silly. And then, a girl beside me was laughing at me for making that mistake, and at that moment I swore that if she were going to Hogwarts, I would make her my sworn enemy.

Trying to forget about the incident, my mom and I went to the book shop to finish completing the books I needed. One by one we took them off the shelves, paid for them, and put them in my cauldron. Then, we went to the pet shop and I had to pick an animal. There were cats, mice, and owls, but I really wanted the owl.

I slowly scanned the shops' owl varieties; there were brown ones, black ones, and multicoloured ones. But I wanted something unique. After a while, I found the perfect one on one of the hard to be seen shelves.

It was a beautiful shade of grey and silver put together. It had the shiniest feathers I ever saw, and considering the fact that where I come from we have no owls, that's not plenty. It had great big green eyes, and I felt connected to it somehow. It was weird, but cool. I felt really excited when we bought it; I loved it so much!

And finally, I went to Olivander's to buy the most crucial part.

My wand.

You needed a wand for every kind of magic around here, so I needed one to go Hogwarts. We came into the shop and it was really quiet. Then, we heard a creaking sound and a man came out of the kitchen, an apple at hand.

"Oh, hello." The man said.

"oh….. um… hi." I said awkwardly.

"I'm sure you're here to buy a wand aren't you?"

"Yeah."

"Ok. I have a wand for you to try out. Just flick it. No need for any incantation of something."

"um…ok."

After maybe four wands, all different sizes and shapes, we found the perfect one. It was made of yew and inside was a Phoenix feather. It was surprishinly swishy and it was 7 inches. When I flicked it, a spray of fireworks came out. It was perfect. We paid for it and my mom and I went home too excited for when I would start. When we got home, we prepared everything.

Now it was amazing.

Days later, I was walking to the middle of platform 9 and 10 in London. The streets were foggy and it always seemed like it was raining. I've never been to London before, it was really cool. But now wasn't the time to be marvelling the scenery! Where was platform nine and three-quarters? I was madly thinking to myself. Platform 9 and ¾. Platform 9 and ¾. Where is it?

I looked at the clock, it was almost eleven. I had to hurry.

I heard a clanking noise, and turned around. To my relief, I noticed a boy a bit older than me, and, he had a chest with an owl cage teetering dangerously to the side. Just like me. I walked up to him and waited.

"Excuse me." I asked.

He looked up, and the first thing I noticed was his eyes. They seemed like a darker type of Hazel/Amber. He had dark blond hair and was wearing clothes that made him look very shabby. I also noticed a slight scar, like a claw mark, across his face, not one, but at least three. "Yes?" He answered finally, and I fell out of my trance.

"Um…..well, I'm new here. And….—?"

"You need help getting through to the platform." The boy concluded.

"Yes."

"Okay, well, just imagine the wall was never there. Just pass through it. You can break into a run if you'd like." He added, at the sight of my apprehensive face. "You can go first, if you want."

"I want to, sure."

I stepped away from the boy, and went over to the other side of the wall. I pretended it was nothing; I imagined it was just the air, making my mind blurred. I looked back to him, and he gave me a thumbs up. Clear. Now, I took a deep breath and ran to the wall, my eyes shut tight. It's alright. It's going to be alright.

Just when I made contact with the marble wall, I thought I was doomed. But, instead I went right past the wall and emerged somewhere else.

It was a crowded platform with people carrying chests and animals. It was the most bizarre thing I ever saw, aside from Diagon Alley. I looked up, and saw a wooden sign that said:

PLATFORM 9 AND ¾

I made it.

I skirted my way around the platform. It looked old, but very busy. There were families, friends, but surprisingly at least most of them were all witches and wizards. It was really exciting, I was going to Hogwarts!

I went aboard, dragging my heavy brown chest behind me, and I lifted it up the train, which read HOGWARTS EXPRESS written in big, bold, black letters at the side. The train was big and was swarmed by children saying goodbye to their parents and groups of girls and boys talking and gossiping. It was really hard to get in.

The train started, and I was walking up and down the corridor, looking for a compartment. I saw an empty one with only one boy inside. I slid open the glass sliding door and peered inside. The compartment was small and could easily fit four people. There was a place to put the chests and there was a lady who walked up and down the aisles

"Is this seat taken?" I asked.

He looked up, and I remembered him as the boy who helped me get through the wall. He didn't change his expression. But I think I saw a glint of recognition in his eyes. "Sure." He answered.

I took the seat in front of him. It was weird, I didn't who he was, then, all of a sudden, I bowed and said very abnormally loudly "Thank you very, very much for helping me on the platform!"

He looked up, and I couldn't help but jump a little. Then, he smiled. It was the kindest smile I ever saw, and my face started to feel red.

"No problem. You're new?" He added kindly.

I gulped. "Yes. I'm a first year." I said, looking down at the floor.

"Oh, what's your name?"

"Um… Jennica. Jennica Predator." Oh BlIMEY! He's going to LAUGH at my last name!

"hmm… I like your last name." He smiled.

"oh r-really? T-thanks…." I replied uncertainly.

The rest of the trip was in silence. I looked outside the train window. We were passing by fields and grasslands and the sky was perfect blue. I then turned my attention to the boy. He wasn't paying much attention, and he was reading, while eating a chocolate bar. His trunk was under his seat. It read "Property of Remus J. Lupin".

After a few hours, it started to get dark. I guess it's time to get dressed. I thought.

I went down to the bathrooms and changed. When I got back, I found out the boy named Remus was in his robes as well. He noticed I came back and before the train stopped, he introduced himself.

"By the way, I'm Remus Lupin." He smiled.

"N-nice meeting you." I smiled back.

We got finally stopped, and I was lured away by the first years who were taking the boats. I got on one followed by some others, and we sailed. It was bumpy at first, then I noticed the boats were moving on their own. Sweet. Finally, I saw a tall big castle looming ahead of us. It was Hogwarts.

We lined up in the great hall, and all around us there were people talking, eating, and having fun. There were four giant tables and each table had a color scheme. I guess it depended on the house you were in. There was green and white, which I think is called the Slytherin. They looked kind of like bullies, but eviller. There was also blue and white, which is called the Ravenclaw table. Then there was Yellow and black, the Hufflepuffs. I saw Remus in the last table where they were wearing red and gold. I heard it was called Gryffindor. He was talking to a boy next to him. He had dark hair and blue eyes. He looked rich and pampered, compared to Remus, who was plain and simple. Next to the boy was a brown eyed guy, also dark-haired and he wore glasses. He was playing around with yet another young boy; he had light brown hair and…blue? Yeah, blue eyes. It was hard to see him. The four of them seemed pretty close. Gosh, How I wanted to be Gryffindor. Lucky for me, when my name was called, I walked up front and took a tattered hat; and when I put it on, it shouted "GRYFFINDOR!"

I ran to the table to my left with the whole table cheering, Remus made room for me beside him I sat down, fully content. I looked up, and saw that he was smiling.

"Nice going" He said.

"T-thank you." I smiled back. I hoped my face didn't look as red as it felt.

Sadly, we had to go back to the dorms after we had dinner, so after a great conversation with Remus, we had to go to our different rooms, and we were separated, boys and girls. I think Remus' friends were talking about me while I was talking to him, but I guess it was ok. And I had other things to think about, I have NO IDEA who I'm bunking with! Aw man. But just before bedtime, I ran out of the bathroom and bumped into someone! She fell down and mumbled 'ouch', and when she got up, I noticed that she also had black hair, and black eyes, weird much! She looked up, and she had a red and slightly teary face.

"Oh my gosh! I'm so, so sorry!" I wailed, bowing over and over again. I even hugged the girl, like, a million times! Just to make sure she's all right! It was embarrassing, doing this in front of everyone in the room, but I didn't care.

She staggered up a little, and she just looked at me while I was bowing and hugging her. Finally, I stopped and said one last time "I'm sorry" then I looked up and stared at the girl.

"It's ok." She said.

Woah. That was fast.

"Thanks." I answered back.

There was an awkward silence. Creepy.

"Um…. What's your name?"

"Anna. Anna Castros. What about you?"

"Jennica Pre-" I stopped suddenly.

"Hmm? What's your last name?"

"uh…uh…uhm… Predator….." I gulped. I HATE my last name.

"…..That's so cute!"

We became friends in a really weird way. We went back to the dorms together and unpacked our belongings. And so much happened that day! I was so excited for class to start when it was lights out I could barely sleep. I just thought of everything that happened today, and soon enough, I fell asleep.

2 years later… (To be continued...)

DONE! Well, do you like it? Hope you do! It's my first and so far, ONLY HP fanfic! I only own Jennica Predator, Anna Castros, and another upcoming OC.

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