Preface:

Luke

The bitterly cold winter air blew against my skin as I walked through the cold streets of London, the night sky pitch black as I pulled the hood up on my hoodie and shoved my hands in my pocket. I wasn't a fan of autumn, I rathered the summer and I absolutely hated the cold weather. sitting on a bench near the local bus stop, I waited for the bus to arrive to take me home. Yeah, I know it's stupid to be out late at night but I'm sixteen and I'm more than able to handle myself. I had a college open day tomorrow evening and I was dreading it, mainly because my Mum hated the idea of me wanting to study writing - which is something I wanted to do ever since I was a kid.

Seeing that I had an hour to wait for the bus, I pulled out my old copy of Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince from my rucksack and began reading where I had stopped earlier on today. As I tried to focus on the words, the wind blew stronger than before and a bolt of lighting struck loudly in the distance. Ah shit!

The pages turned rapidly, the wind bringing the book to the very start of the story - where my eyes grew wider in alarm as the pages shone a bright white light and everything went black.


Author's Note: I know this chapter isn't great, but I wanted to get right into the story and I promise you'll learn more about my OC in later chapters. This story was just an idea I had and if you like it, please review and I'll definitely continue this story.

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