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Okay I love all my fanfics but this is my favourite. My baby.
I love it so much I have to share it with you. I'm not use to writing in first person but with this fanfic I had to get Callie's view across and this was the best way to do it. Tell me if you don't think it works but I wrote this chapter in the third person so I can change it if you think it would be better.
Now I'm pattering. I'm just afraid you won't like it so I'm going on.
I'll stop now.
I almost forgot
BTW I'm not JK so I don't own any of the characters (except Callie) or the magical world of Hogwarts.
Dear Molly
I'm missin' you like hell. Without you here it doesn't feel right. I'm bored all the time, but it's more that that, I mean I just feel like I don't fit in any more. Everyone just seems out of sync with me.
God, I don't know why I even write these letters. It's not like I send them. Well I mean I used to. But you never replied. Why didn't you reply? We were supposed to be best friends forever.
Well, in case you're wondering I'm still here. There's no escape for me. Never will be.
Molly, why didn't you write?
Lots of love,
Your Darling
Callie Roe
XXX
I looked down at the crumpled letter in my hand. It was right, there never would me an escape for me. I'll just have to be Callie the orphan forever.
A tear slid down my face. Why was I crying, even though I had no presents, no card and no one had said happy birthday. You don't turn 11 every day. Why then, could I still not muster a smile?
There was a knock at the door. Then Minnie (the carer at the orphanage) walked in and with her the strangest man I had ever seen. He was old.
Correction! He was ancient! AND he had obviously got dressed in the dark. I mean who would wear a baseball cap, a lime green shoes and flip-flops deliberately. Wait, FILP-FLOPS. Come on.
"Callie," Minnie began.
Oh damn. What was Minnie saying? Something about him here to talk to me. Oh well he'll explain it. Minnie left me alone with him.
"Callie, my name is professor Dumbledore." He said extending his hand.
I shook it but for some reason after I checked my hand to see if anything strange had happened. Weird or what.
"Callie you must be wondering why I'm here."
Well durr. It's not as if a "professor" stops by my house every day.
Wait, what was he saying? I have got to start paying attention.
"Sorry sir what was that?"
"I was saying that I am here to offer you a place at my school."
"WHAT! School? Why? How? What? School?"
"Yes Hogwarts. But there's something you should know. Hogwarts isn't just a school, it's a school that's for people who can do magic. People Callie, like you."
Magic. Did he just say magic?
"You have to be joking. Magic doesn't exist. Never mind the fact that I just can't be… Be a…"
"...a witch. But you are Callie."
I'm not. I can't be, he's just playing some horrible trick on me. I can be a witch. I'm not special; I'm just Callie the orphan.
"Think, Callie has there ever been a time when you've been angry or upset and things start to happen."
Well thing like that did happen. But it can't be my fault. Can it?
It's not my fault that just because I had, had an argument with Silver and the next day she woke up with her hair tied to the bed. That was funny, but it wasn't my fault.
Or the fact that her school bean plant grew in one day. Those other kids couldn't believe it.
But that wasn't her fault. No way.
"That's beside the point magic doesn't exist. It's just all illusions, the bunny always in the hat."
"Bunnies, you say."
God that's weird did his eyes just twinkle. And is that a mischievous look on his face. I'm now really scared.
Next thing I knew there were seven different rabbits around my room and Dumbledore was holding some weird stick in his hand.
"Now Callie, are you going to come with me?"
"Where" I breathed
"To Diagon ally"
And I left.
Completely forgetting the rabbits.
A/N
Yes okay I know there are a few connections I've taken from books.
My best friend theo is helping me write this fanfic so if there is something you don't like blame her
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