Woes of a Mary Sue
My name is Jayyne-Alecta Windsoar Potter, and I'm about to start my sixth year at Hogwarts school of witchcraft and wizardry. Before I can go, I quickly toss my voluminous, long, straight dark hair into a pony tail. My friends always say my hair looks perfect all the time, but they're my friends, of course they'd say that! I know it's always a mess and that they're just being nice to me. I don't have a lack of self confidence though- even though my simpering nature and constant need for reassurance might indicate otherwise. I look in the mirror at my eyes to make sure they don't look red from all the reading I've been doing –I can read faster than anyone else in our year, which is why I'm always top of the class- because I can study in just a few minutes! The one huge draw back is that when I read my eyes become a little pinkish and glittery on top, like I'm wearing makeup or something! It's so annoying. My eyes are nothing special, just bright green orbs that are alive like a little shrub waving around helplessly on a windy summer day.
My last name is Potter, but I'm definitely not related to Harry Potter. I'm not sure why everyone assumes we're related just because we have the exact same complexion, hair color, and eye color. Frankly, it's just ridiculous! In fact, I know nothing about my parentage as I was orphaned at a young age, and most of my earlier years remain a big mysterious mystery. I'll never know what happened to my parents, but I know they must have loved me very much and I'll always blame myself for whatever might have happened to them. Most of my childhood was spent as a foster child, where I was abused physically and verbally. So were my foster siblings, but I was the only one strong enough to rise above that and not get PTSD after we were rescued. Really, I think I've been unaffected by it overall, but if I ever do do something that isn't good, we'll all know that it's just an unfortunate instance of my terrible painful past coming up to haunt me.
Before I started at Hogwarts, Hagrid took me to get my things, and it turned out that somehow I'd been left a huge fortune at gringotts! It's literally inexplicable how this happened, but I guess sometimes mysterious things just happen to me.
I leave to get to the Hogwarts Express, stepping over a stone step that's brown like tree trunks past. I can't wait to start school and see my friends and go to classes. Professer Snape's always had a special spot for me in his adorable little dark heart since I was able to stir up nostalgic memories of his past when I talked to him as a first year and we formed an emotional bond. Professor McGonagal also has a soft spot for me, and I know that I can always talk to Professor Dumbledore about anything. The only teacher that doesn't like me is Professor Flitwick, since I corrected him on the best way to cast a cheering charm in my first year. I felt so bad making him look silly, and he's harbored this huge unfair grudge against me ever since, which makes me so sad, because he's the head of my house! I think it's a little weird how that turned out, just like the rest of my life. I actually think Flitwick might be conspiring with Lord Voldemort (I've alwaysjust said his name without being afraid- it's a weird personal preference of mine), since I can't think of any other reason that anyone would genuinely dislike me!
Well, I'm better than him anyway, and I'm not going to let anyone drag me down this year!
AN: Just a quick little something I thought I'd type up.
Don't judge Jayyne-Alecta Windsoar too harshly or you'll be set in your place and/or endure karmic punishment later on! :P
~Cordelia