This is a tale of a Girl. But this is not ordinary girl, This girl was different. She was the Daughter of the most feared wizard of all time. Voldemort. This Girls name was Quelvie Riddle but she prefered being called Queenie.
Deep In a forest there was an orphanige, this orphanige held witches and wizards. Queenie was found abandoned with a note saying the words"This child is no Ordinary child. She is the daughter of Voldemort. Look after her well she is called Quelvie Riddle. Signed xxxx"
I am sat in my room...The only room I feel cumfortable in... I am away from everybody else and I can finally think to myself
"knock,knock,knock... Queenie? are you in there?" A kind voice calls as the door opens revealing a woman wearing jeans and a shirt with dirty blonde hair and kind emerald eyes.
"Queenie, you have a letter".
I took the letter and read it. It was from Hogwarts! why would they want to take me in?
Later on that week one of the older boys in 3rd grade takes me to diagon ally his name was Collen but we all cale him Cole, he has shorte brown hair and wears scruffy clothes. I turned up in a black top,black leggings and black shoes my hair down to my waist " So what's on the list?" Cole asked once he had tapped the brick on the wall to diagon ally "...robes, books ,wand, and I can get ether a cat owl or a toad..." I replied glumly
We walked through endless shops,we went to madame malkins for robes, Potage's Cauldren shop for my cauldren and Florish and Blotts for my books.
"I still need a wand" I said quietly and Cole looked at me" Well the best place to get it from is Olivander's, well he died a few years back but now his Nephew runs the place" he showed me inside and he waited outside.
"Ah! A customer" A young looking man slid down a ladder and approached me...
TO BE CONTINUED