Hey peeps! I hope you all love my VERY FIRST fanfic. I don't really know where this story's gonna go, but I hope you love the first chapter. Tell me if you think I should continue it. I'll come up with something - - but only if YOU want me to! Read and review - - it's not that hard!
Chapter One: Bestseller
Crepuscular light crept through the small window. The sun was once again betraying me and turning over its shift to the moon. Oh, drat! I mumbled to myself. I was trying to watch my language more, even when I was alone. It was a great self-control exercise, and I thought I was doing well!
I just couldn't stop writing. I was on the verge of a bestseller. I knew it! Those wizards thought they were so clever, thought they were keeping all the Muggles out of their world. Ha! Well, they were just misguided, over confident creatures. I suppose, though, I am a bit biased. However, that was not how they would be portrayed in my story. They would be heroes.
Eventually, the light had completely gone. I knew that I needed to eat and sleep, so I rolled out of my hunched-up, busy, leave-me-alone pose to finally take a look at my work from a point of view less than two inches from its surface.
As I heated up some of my favorite soup, I skimmed over my new book so far. It was titled, Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone. What a name. It was almost almost catchy! I sipped the soup idly, straining my eyes to read the vague words on the paper.
Then I finished. It was good! But would it be good enough back in England? I didn't even know how the story was going to end; Harry was just a boy, and he had just met Hagrid. What is so special about this boy that draws me to him? Why was he so special to me, when I had never met him? He will probably make a great story because of that, Jo, I told myself. Just continue with him; you've always had good instincts.
I was right. The next day, I sat at the table behind the two characters, jotting down notes as I pretended to survey the menu and overheard their whole conversation. I could tell that Harry's life would be a constant struggle with this "Voldemort" or You-Know-Who. I followed the two around the rest of the day and wrote later on. I'm not a stalker, really! I needed absolutely accurate information for my book.
I soon realized that I was not going to simply fit in with these magical people. I needed an undercover title so that I could walk the streets freely. I found a job, with much difficulty, as a reporter for the Daily Prophet. I couldn't use my real name, so I made one up off the top of my head. I selected a wig, a new wardrobe, and much makeup. I looked nothing like my usual self! Ha.
And thus, Rita Skeeter was born.
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