Mark Evans Adventures in the Wizarding World Book One
Chapter 1
Mark Evans sat outside the Head Teacher's office with a bruise on his face. The moment he had called in he had come up with his story. He was minding his own business when suddenly out of nowhere some kid came and punched him. It wasn't his fault that he retaliated. And maybe the other guy was in the infirmary Mark was obviously the victim in this situation. As he thought, the door swung open and a teacher walked out.
"Come in," a deep male voice stated. Slowly, Mark got up and shuffled into the room. He sat down on the old chair in front of Mr. Hamill's large desk and kept quiet.
"Well you see-" Mark was cut off.
"I know what happened Mark," the old man sighed. He got up and brushed his brown blazer down. He walked to the other side of the room and opened a drawer. After looking through some files for a while, he pulled a rather fat looking one out and came to sit back.
Mark this is the third time this week you've been in a fight," Mr. Hamill said. "On Monday you nearly pushed some child off the third floor balcony for stepping on your bag after beating him so bad even his mother couldn't recognize him," Mr. Hamill began.
"In my defense, he didn't just step on my ba-"
"On Tuesday you knocked a boy out because he was looking at you in a way you didn't like," he continued.
"That was completely a mistake! I just wanted to –"
"And now I hear that you slammed some poor child's head into a wall!" Mr. Hamill exclaimed suddenly getting up.
"Bloody hell, if you would just listen to what I have to say-"
"I've had enough Mark, you're just lucky none of these people decided to press charges," Mr. Hamill sat down. "Thankfully, school ends in a few days and after that, you're no longer my problem. You can leave."
Mark got up with a look of anger on his face. He stormed out of the room and slammed the door shut nearly throwing it off its hinges. He let loose a barrage of words under his breath as he charged further and further away from the accursed office.
Mark walked home with his bag slung on his back. Compared to other 11 year olds, he was pretty mature looking. Standing at a strong 5''6 he towered over his peers. His face was in a permanent look of boredom with his bright blue eyes being emotionless. He moved his orange colored hair out of his face and continued the walk home. As he did, he began loosening his tie and un-tucking his shirt as he always does after school was over. Today though, he was doing it rather vigorously as he was angry. Not at his Head Teacher but at himself. He had promised his parents that he wouldn't get into any fights this week and look at him, three in four days. He just hoped with all his heart that his father's business trip would be extended and his mother would stay at work for longer so as to avoid getting in trouble. Sadly though, that did not happen.
"You promised!" his dad yelled the moment Mark stepped through the door. Mark stood there unfazed with a nonchalant look on his face.
"Look dad I-" Mark was cut off by a quick slap to the face, which surprised him.
"Shut up and go to your room Mark. No dinner for you tonight," his dad snapped. Mark glared at him angrily.
"**** off you ba****d!" he yelled. Mark threw his bag on the floor before tearing up the stairs towards his room. He slammed the door shut, which shook the entire house. Mark could be heard yelling in his room at the top of his lungs.
Later that night, Mark's parents were having a hushed conversation.
"Do you think he will be accepted?" his mother whispered.
"I honestly do not know," his father grumbled.
"That is a bit disturbing," his father remarked. They sat in silence for a bit.
"I hope he gets in," his mother said softly.
"As do I," his father murmured. "As do I…"
Aaaaaaand that's a wrap. For the record I'm counting this as my first story not 'the other one'. Yeah that's not funny. Anyways I'd like you to be a bit easy on me in the reviews. Seriously though, I've read what some people say and it's hurtful. I'm planning on making seven books in this series to cover the seven years at Hogwarts. There is always the possibility that I could forget about this story. Once the school year starts uploads will become really unfrequent.
