Through The Eyes of an English Wizard

by Chrysanthemum Grey

Arthur Kirkland has just received a letter inviting him to attend the famed school of Hogwarts! Although he believes that his seven years there will just be full of work, he wishes that it could be more than just that. He should have been specific with his wish. He now finds himself facing evil, finding a few friends, and what is this about a curse? Pottertalia ,rating may change.

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Arthur Kirkland

(...This is still going to be called Chapter One though...)

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In a rather nice looking house located in the countryside of England, a small blonde haired Brit was packing his bags. In a few hours, he would be travelling to a strange land that he had only read about in books.

In this land, the sun was out much more frequently than it was in his home country of Britain, and the inhabitants and wildlife were said to be much more different from the creatures that he was used to seeing. He was going visit the United States of America!

Most children would be ecstatic to visit a new land!... Well, those who weren't sarcastic little children named Arthur Kirkland. He didn't exactly enjoy the idea of leaving to go to a place that was so far from his own home, having to socialize with potentially loud and obnoxious people, and having to leave the majority of his beloved books behind.

Glancing around his dim, moonlit room, he let out a sigh of exasperation.

As you have probably been able to deduce by now, Arthur did not want to go to America. At all. He would much rather be sitting on his bed, burying his nose in a good book, and leisurely chatting with his magical friends. However, his mother was having none of that.

Placing the last of his shirts from the folded pile of clothes that he planned to take with him, he gave his closet a quick glimpse. He just wanted to hide somewhere that his parents wouldn't find him so that he wouldn't have to go on that blasted trip! The closet would never suffice, though. His mother would find him almost immediately.

"Well, I suppose that's the last of it..." Arthur muttered to himself as he closed his now full trunk.

"Arthur!" His mother called to him. "Hurry up! We won't be able to catch the train in time if you don't stop your dilly dallying! Your father and brothers are already finished and waiting! It's the last one of the night, and if we miss it I will not be happy!"

After mumbling a few not-so-nice words, he responded. "Coming, mother!"

Before leaving, he scribbled a note on a spare bit of writing paper for his friends to find. Hopefully they wouldn't be mad that he left so suddenly without warning... He then grabbed his trunk, opened his door, and made his way downstairs.

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Well, that was short, but what can I say? This is only a prologue. As I said in the beginning, I'm still going to call this chapter one. My reason is that I am too lazy to number the rest of the chapters that will be in this story.

Anyway, this is going to be a Pottertalia fanfiction! Yaaay! Kinda funny, though. You would never know if you just read only this part of the story. The magical parts will probably be coming in either chapter 2 or 3.

I hope that this is satisfactory! It's my first fanfiction, so I really have no idea what I'm doing. If you have any suggestions, things that you think I could make improvements on, or anything to say about this, please leave a review! It always helps to know that there's someone out there who is reading this sad excuse for a fanfiction!

Also, I will probably end up redoing this story when I'm better at this fanfiction stuff. As you can probably see, I am a mediocre writer and this chapter really needed some spicing up.

Word Count: 400 exactly!