These Boots are made for walking
AN - Please, don't even ask about the title, it came to me in a fit of insanity, which some people call boredom. This story also came from the same place. I know I already have three stories on the drawing table right now, but I have finished my Blizzard one, I just need to type it out, it will be out soon (if you haven't read it, I suggest it) my runaway story died before it began, I didn't get very many good reviews, so I will not go down that road. I thought it was a good idea, but obviously others didn't. This story is similar to my Seamus one, in the sense it is a HP character, and his story. I picked a very random one, he does exist..trust me. Disclaimer : I created everyone in this fan fiction except for Mandy and Terry, which are owned by J.K Rowling (who else) and all others associated with HP. Terry's parents, Bill, and the other school officials were from my mind>
Terry Boot
I hated my name. I hated it with a passion. Everyone always teased me about it. Everyone in my class did anyway. It would take me all day to go through the names they called me, and the things they did to me. Some of them were pathetic, like calling out 'why are you wearing sneakers there Boot', and then some of them were cruel, like tripping me in the hall, or beating me up after class. Calling me freak was a personal favorite of many of the girls in my grade, most of them except Mandy. But Mandy was an untouchable. Mandy was a goddess to me, she could do no wrong. I have had a crush on Mandy since I was six years old. The only problem is that she didn't even know I existed. The people she was friends with hated me, and that made the world of difference. Mandy never teased me, but she never spoke to me either. It just wasn't acceptable. To talk to the loser Terry, never. She would be an outcast at once. I have no clue why everyone hated me so, I didn't do anything wrong. suppose they just needed someone to pick on, and I was at the wrong place at the wrong time. My parents tried to be supportive, but they didn't know half of what went on at school. I couldn't wait for the year to be over. I didn't know where I was going to go to school after this, but it was certainly going to be as far away from the people in my class as humanly possible. You can tell how miserable my life has been, up untill everything changed in the middle of March.
It started one muggy day at recess. I was sitting on the top of the jungle gym, ignoring the teasing people around me. All of a sudden I had had it. I snapped. "SHUT UP!" I cried to Bill, the class bully who was at the moment in the middle of mocking me. All of a sudden he lost his voice, completely. He tried to speak, but nothing came out. All his friends looked at me in horror.
"What did you do?" one of the boys who hung around him said, hardly in a whisper. I jumped off the jungle gym in horror. What had I done. I turned around and started to run. I didn't get too far before I felt someone grab the back of my jacket, and turning around I was facing my teacher Ms. Blake.
"Terry, I think you have some explaining to do." She took me by the shoulder, and dragged me into the headmasters office. Already there was Bill and the headmaster.
"Well Master Boot, I have heard a very strange story from Master Ethan over here. What do you have to stay for yourself.?" He looked over at me, and I slumped in the chair. How was I going to explain this one, I didn't even know what happened myself.
"I don't know what happened sir. I didn't do anything."
"He cursed me" Bill cried.
"I did not. I didn't do anything except tell him to shut up." I said in my defense .
" I'm afraid we are going to have to send you home for the day."
"What, but I didn't " I cried, my mouth handing open. He turned towards my teacher.
"Ms. Blake, would you please call Master Boots mother, and explain to her the situation."
"Yes sir. Come on boys." She motioned to Bill and myself. My mother was going to kill me. This was the third time this month I had gotten in some sort of trouble. The first one was because I just wouldn't go to school one day, and the second was last week when I got in a fight will Bill at recess. Bill didn't say another word to me as we walked down the hallway to the classroom. "Terry," the teacher turned to me. "I want you to go get your things together, and meet me outside the classroom."
"Yes Ma'am" I replied, following Bill into the classroom. He gave me a smug look and went over to his friends, as I walked over to get my backpack.
My mum came and picked me up about fifteen minutes later. I got in the car, and didn't say a word. " So what happened this time Terry?" My mum said, as she pulled out of the school circle. I didn't answer her. "Terry, talk to me."
"Nothing happened." I grumbled.
"If nothing happened, then how come I had to come pick you up. This is the second time this has happened in the last two weeks Terry. I want to know what is going on with you."
"Nothing is wrong mum, leave me alone." By this time we had parked in our driveway. I jumped out of the car and ran up our stoop to the front door. Slamming the door behind me, I ran to my room, ignoring the protests of my mum coming up the stairs after me. I fell into the bed, bursting into the tears. I'm ashamed of this, but I couldn't help myself. I hated everyone, especially the teachers for being unfair. No one ever punished Bill for teasing and mocking me, but when something like this happened, I was immediately the culprit. How did I know that Bill wasn't even fooling. I didn't hold it past him.
"Terry, are you sure you are ok" My mother said, sitting down on the bed beside me. I wanted to tell her that I was ok, but considering the state I was in, it would have been a bold face lie.
"It just doesn't make any sense mum. Why does everyone hate me." I looked up at her, slowly wiping my eyes.
"Everyone doesn't hate you." she said, smiling.
"Yes , everyone hates me." I turned away from her again. " No one has ever invited me over to their house, or to a party, or anything. It's just not fair." I barred my head in her lap, and sobbed.
The next day, when I returned to school, the news of me trying to curse Bill had spread like a wildfire. Now, not only did people hate me, but they ignored me as well. I would come up to them, and they would walk the other way. All except Mandy. Mandy didn't act scared of me in the least. When we passed in the hall, instead of getting as far away from me as she could, she smiled and continued on.
"Why did you smile at him Mandy?" I heard her friend Andrea say. "He's a freak."
"No he's not. Don't say that" she replied, her voice sounding like the most amazing musical instrument in the world, "He's nice." I could have jumped for joy right in the middle of the hallway. So she did know who I was. Then my day got even better because at recess she actually talked to me. I was sitting off at the edge of the play yard, as far away from the other students as possible, reading something, at the moment what evades me. I looked up from my book and there she was, sitting beside me. I almost dropped my book in surprise.
"Hello" I said, stuttering.
"Hey"
"Shouldn't you be over with your other friends. If they saw you sitting with me." I just sat there, waiting for her to say what I knew what was coming next. But I was mistaken.
"Oh them, no. They were driving me crazy." She laughed. "I figured you needed some cheering up."
"Thanks" I mumbled, looking at my feet.
"Terry, I'm up here" she said smiling. So I looked up at her. I could feel myself blush right then and there. Obviously she didn't notice. "Why don't you ever come over and play with us. I'm sure you would be great at kickball."
"I don't think they'd want me me too" I nodded over in the direction of her friends.
"I'm sure that's not true. They just don't know you that well, that's all." I smiled, that was the first time I could remember smiling since this whole fiasco had started. Things were starting to look up. Then her friend Andrea had to go and ruin everything.
"Mandy, come on. Bill's looking for you" She saw me, "What are you doing talking to him." I looked at the ground.
"I'm coming Andrea." she turned to me. "Don't mind them, they don't know what they are talking about. I'll talk to you later." she waved as she ran off. I sighed, and went back to reading my book, but I couldn't concentrate. Mandy had talked to me, me of all the people. When I hurried back to the classroom after the break I felt like I could walk on air, but I didn't last that long. Dustin and Clark, Bills buddies were waiting by my desk as I entered the room. I knew what it was about. Ever since the whole shut-up incident, Bill has been afraid to come near me, but that doesn't stop him from sending his 'bodyguards' from doing the dirty work for him.
"What were you doing talking to Mandy. You know she is Bill's girl."
"She came over and sat by me." I said quietly, slipping down into my seat.
"Sure she did. Now Bill says that you stay away from her. He doesn't want her mixing with the likes of you. He says that if he sees her with you again, he will have to teach you a lessen." Dustin make his hands into fists and I knew exactly what he was talking about. "You understand what we are saying." I shook my head yes. I understand perfectly. I also understood what was going to be waiting for me after school. I was right, and had to go in the back way so my mother wouldn't see my bloody nose, and black eye. I didn't want her to know I had been beat up again. It has been happening more and more lately.
"Terry, is that you?" My mother called from the living room as I came in through the kitchen.
"Yeah," I called back, rushing to the bathroom.
"You got some letters from schools today."
"Really?" I called back, quickly making myself sensible and hurrying into the room.
"One from Eton, one from your fathers, and another one called Hogwarts, that's where I went to school." She handed my the letters. "Terry, what happened to your face?"
"Nothing Mum, I fell down." I replied lying through my teeth.
"You fell down?" she touched my eye, and I jumped back in pain. "Terry, have you been fighting again."
"No" I looked down at the floor. "It wasn't my fault, he started it. It was just because Mandy sat by me at recess."
"Mandy who is she?" I felt myself flush. "Oh, I see." She paused and looked at me. "I take it this boy didn't like the idea that Mandy sat next to you." I shook my head yes. "Well, you open those letters, and I will get you something for that eye." She smiled and walked into the kitchen. The first two were just regular letters of acceptance, but the third, the third from a school that I had never heard of was different. It was a thick envelope, on yellow parchment. "Is this really where you went to school Mum?" I called out as I opened the letter.
"Yes" She replied, as he handed me a pack of ice to put on my face. Out of the letter fell two pieces of paper.
Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry
was what was written on the top of the first piece of paper. I stopped and stared at my mother. "Are you telling me that you're a witch."
"I think you need to sit down for this." I quickly sat down. "My parents were muggle, and so I got a letter exactly like this when I was eleven."
"Muggle?" I was confused before we had even started.
"Someone who is not a wizard. Your father is a muggle. Most of the children at your school are muggle."
"Oh" I said, kind of understanding, but not really.
"I know it's hard to understand, but it will make more sense later. Lets make some tea, and I'll explain then." She let me into the kitchen. As we were eating, she told me all about Hogwarts. About how you go there to learn magic, and even though she went there for seven years, she had not used any magic since she married my dad. She didn't think I would get a letter, since I hadn't show any magically ability, but then the incident at school had changed her mind. That's what it was, I had actually cursed Bill. She told me when she was in Primary school, she had always been teased as well, because she was different. She hoped I would want to go, but if I didn't, she would understand.
"Of course I want to go. When can we leave." I looked up excitedly. "Anything to get me away from the people at school." But then I thought of something. "But what about dad? Will he let me go?"
"He better." she handed me another cracker. "This is a once in a lifetime opportunity. Now, don't you have some school work you better finish, and I have to start dinner. Your father should be home soon." I looked at the clock. We had been talking for over two hours. It was almost six.
"I guess so" I replied, picking up my book bag and running upstairs. Today had been the best days in ages. Mandy had spoken to me, and I was going to a school of magic. If just didn't seem real.
After supper that night mother brought up the Hogwarts letter. "So Terry got some acceptance letters today James." She said, as she pasted out the desert.
"That's nice dear. Did he get into Eton?"
"Yes, I believe he did, but he also got into my old school, Hogwarts. You remember, right?" My father dropped his fork on the table, making a loud clutter. He turned to me. "Terry, will you please take your desert upstairs, your mother and I need to have a talk."
"Yes sir." I quickly said, picking up my pie and hurrying out of the room. I could hear them start to argue, but I couldn't hear the exact words. I sat on my bed, and waited for them to come up to talk to me. About an hour later they did. My dad came and sat down beside me on the bed, and my mother stood by the door.
"So your mother tells me you want to go to this Hogwarts?"
"Yes sir" I replied, looking at the bedspread.
"Now you understand that doing this you will have to leave all your friends at your other school." I sighed, did my father know me at all.
"I don't have any friends at that school father." My dad looked surprised and turned to my mother. She shrugged.
"Your mother and I have decided then " he paused. I looked up at him in anticipation. "That you should be able to go, if that's what you want. Is that what you want. You sure you don't want to go to Eton."
"I'm sure, thank you dad, thank you" I almost cried, jumping up and giving him a hug.
"We will discuss this later. I think it's time for you to go to bed."
"Yes father." I replied, yawning, as to agree with him. I got ready for bed, and then saying goodnight, fell into the restful sleep for the first time in weeks.
I know I know..you are probably all laughing at me right now..Terry Boot, what a random character, he's only mentioned in the book once. I mean, please. I know he's random, but he's also original. I'm probably the only person out there that would write a fanfiction on Terry. I wanted him to feel loved as well *L* and if you want me to feel loved..Rewiew my story :?) >