Curious, Very Curious

by carrotly

A girl with curious eyes who grew up trying to desperately understand who she really is and the answer came in the form of an owl barging in her sitting room with a letter. The story would mostly follow the book with the addition of my OC. and with some twists here and there XD Romance and final pairings would develop later in the story

1. Chapter 1

Some modifications on the system:

Since in the book (correct me if I'm wrong [sorry]) the young wizards and witches will receive their letters once they are 11 years of age right?

In this story, they will receive their Hogwarts acceptance letters on the year that they turn 11.

So yeah, that's it for now XD

And now the story~~ 3

I'll give you a preview of my life so far.

I was orphaned when I was nearing my 5th birthday, which is coincidentally Christmas Eve. My parents were doing some last minute shopping like all the adults

do and there was a ruckus at the mall that they went to, different flashes of lights kept bouncing off walls and people were screaming and running in every

direction. The witnesses described it as new kind of bomb or something, and then the whole place just..crumbled. And every year after that, my Christmas wish

was to see my parents again.

Our landlady, Mrs. Jones a wife of a war veteran, was kind enough to take care of me since I didn't have any known relatives and since then I've grown

absolutely fond of her. Since she owns the whole lot, I've always wondered why no one occupied our old flat, I mean, it's fully furnished and has a nice view of

the park across the street and it really is just a wonderful place. After a lot of convincing, Nana (a nickname I use for Mrs. Jones) finally told me that my parents

have paid the rent in advance up until I turn 17, which is enough time for me to find some sort of job to support myself. So basically I have a place for myself~

Neat huh? But I just go up there to take my lessons since I'm home-schooled (I had a pretty lot of bad report cards from schools and angry letters from parents

telling me to stay away from their kids)..

Well anyhoo~

I haven't properly introduced myself.

Hello. My name is Emilia Antoinette Reece Baskerville for formalities sake but I prefer Emily for short. I live in a small flat in central London with my landlady as

my constant companion and the occasional tutor that comes thrice a week. But they don't really last that long, because something unexplainable happens

when I get angry, the furniture would start shaking, books would start flying and the telly would change channels every second and then... well.. I get to meet

new people every other week.

It really is strange...

I wonder...

It sounds awfully like magic doesn't it?

please rate and review~ This is my second time writing a story~ so i need all the help i could get XD