I sat, headphones on, staring outside the grand window of the Gryiffindor common room. The faint sound of voices could be heard down the stairs from the couches, where first years talked excitedly about their first day of classes. Their talking urged me to higher the volume on my headphones.
Hogwarts was my escape, if I was to call it anything at all. It was my 7th year attending the school of witchcraft and wizardry. I was also my 7th year knowing I was a witch- something that was a bit of a surprise when my father informed at the age 10.
My name is Jessica Davidson and I am 17 years old. I come from a muggle family and I lived in America until last summer when I finally convinced my father to let me get my own place in London.
Furthermore, I am on the Gryffindor Quidditch team and am known as the best girl chaser to ever hit Hogwarts. (Katie Bell and Angelina Johnson were right on my tail- I was good friends with them nonetheless.)
I arrived here last night, fully looking foward to my seventh year. I was finally able to become a prefect. Becoming a prefect was something I always wanted since my first day here at Hogwarts. There is just one problem. The one person that encouraged me to look into becoming one, isn't here.
Oliver Wood hasn't arrived yet. In the case that he doesn't, could result in the Quidditch team failing to win the Quidditch Cup, and me not gaining enough confidence to face the teachers in the final speech that all seventh years had to make in order to become a prefect.
Oliver Wood was the Captain of the Gryffindor quidditch team and one of my only best friends at Hogwarts. Oliver ("Wood" for short) and I had become friends since my second year attending Hogwarts. I had been to shy to try out for quidditch my first year, and when I attempted my second year I made a friend, and became a chaser.
So now he's not here and I don't know what I'm going to do.
Ok that's my first chapter. REVIEW!! thankies - Jess.
