Prologue - Extraordinary Normality
Imagine the most normal and boring day you can think of. Yes that was the day my letter arrived. Just as I have the ability to make the most normal things in life extraordinarily awkward and uncomfortable, life for me has a way of making the most normal things in life either even more boring or somewhat extraordinary.
It's safe to say that I have a high tolerance for strange happenings and things that are somewhat extraordinary, you see I am a witch, by every sense of the word...Ok, maybe not every sense, I do not have a pointy nose or green skin, nor do I cackle hysterically. Although I do pull off a pretty good psychotic laugh however, but that is beside the point.
I believe by this point that I may aswell introduce myself. That is of course implying that you haven't lost interest in what I'm saying and left by now. My name is Charles, Charles Pierce. And before you say that Charles is a guys name, it can infact be used as a girls name like in my instance...just not very often.
I am 11 years old and have pale skin, bright turquoise eyes and blonde, almost white pixie cut styled hair. Hair and eyes that recognise me as a member of the nobel Pierce family, A pureblood family of witches and Wizards, honoured throughout time. A fact I hated, we never tried to keep our blood muggle free but we all just happened to fall in love with other witches and wizards. Something that many people seem to forget.
But back to the story, my letter arrived on just another normal day. I woke up, made breakfast, ate breakfast and there it was. Just lying there.
Naturally I knew what it was, my entire family was composed of witches and wizards. So it was safe to say I had been waiting for this day for years.
I remember slowly I had picked it up, before calling my mum and dad. My call sounded urgent so it wasn't a surprise they came running.
"Charles! Charles Dear whats the matter?" My mother had cried running into the room, carrying my little sister with her. I t was obvious my mother had just woken up, she hadn't even brushed her hair. My father soon followed a wild look in his eyes, questioning the exact same thing.
I'd held my letter out to them and their eyes had widened, so had my little sisters. Even at the age of 4 she could comprehend what this meant. All of them looked so proud, all because of a bit of paper, but then again so was I.
It is strange the things that happen to us for seemingly no reason, can instantly evoke the most change.
I apologize for not explaining myself further but I imagine you may first want to continue reading my tale. After all, I enjoyed experiencing it.
Also please, forgive my impatience and fast pace, but I Charles Pierce would like to tell you the tale of how I came to be the person I am now, how I lived, how I risked my life and how I fell in love with the one person who always seemed to be against me. I hope you enjoy it just as I did.
AN - Please tell me how I've done so far. I'd be very interested to know if people want to read more. Wishing the best.
Illusions.
