my name is Lillianiana Natayliana Cassidy Emeraldine DeLorean. I am a princess, believe it or not. My father, King Edward, is the king of the Isle of Bijoux. My mother, Queen Rosalie, and him rule the country fairly, where there is no poverty or crime. Everyone loves me because I am beautiful.
I have a long slender lean body with pale creamy skin. My long golden tresses fell to my dainty knees in perfect ringlets. My lucent ultramarine eyes were brighter than the cerulean sea that surrounded my nation, and were framed by never-ending glossy lashes the color of midnight. My rosy cheeks and lips the color of raspberries especially stood out against the backdrop of my ivory skin that contained not a single blemish.
I also should mention, I'm a part-veela, part-wizard, and part-mermaid. Every month at noon, I transform into a sparkling girl of the sea until nightfall. I get the veela from my mother, the wizard for my father, and the mermaid from a spell the Aqua Fairy placed on me as an infant.
I sighed as I traipsed my way through my elegantly decorated suite. I never had any one to talk to. I was an only child, and I never had visitors. Even the most handsome of playboys was too timid to approach the goddess that I am. I stood on my stone balcony overlooking the luminous azure Bay de Belle, which shimmered in the great golden orb's delicate waves of light. I listened to the calm uproar below as the Bijouxians made their way through the shining cobblestone pathways, buying expensive items such as priceless silk gowns, dainty gem encrusted lucent tiaras, and ermine and velvet capes of the highest quality. The annual Festival of Venus, which celebrated the most beautiful girl in the country. This year, as always, by unanimous vote, I was voted the prettiest dame. I couldn't wait to receive my gifts at the ball.
I caught a glimpse of my beauty in the diamond mirror. I giggled at the sight of my tiara, which was made of platinum, sapphires, emeralds, rubies, diamonds, and pearls. It was two degrees crooked, perched a top my delicate curls. I took in my thin body with supple breasts, clad in my silk, velvet, lace, white mink-trimmed, creme-colored frock. The gown had loose fitting sleeves, but a tight fitting lace bodice. My silk skirts and chiffon petticoats flowed in the wind. I had dove white velvet collar, and pale fur lining the edge of my embroidered sleeves and dainty skirts. My golden shoes were five inches tall, and covered in gems. I looked perfect.
However, soon I would have to change from my casual attire into a sparkling ball gown. Until then, I passed the time by singing songs I wrote myself. My voice carried out for miles, and a small crowd gathered underneath my balcony to stop and listen to my clear voice. When I was finished, a thunderous applause erupted that lasted fifteen minutes. I couldn't wait for the ball.
Suddenly a riot broke out on the street. A rather large fat man began to shout rather rudely.
"These tyrants are giving us optession! Let us burn the capital city of Paixlumiere! Fire! Let's kill that idiot King Edward."
Soon a group of thugs rushed onto the street, brandishing silver swords and clubs of maple. They set fire to the marketplace, stabbed innocent children, and raped the women. There were thousands of them. Instantly, I knew who these bastards were. It was the Bosemanner Clan, our distant relatives.
The king of the tribe was Ekelhaft, who was my father's third cousin. He was six feet tall, bearded, and ugly as can be. My grandfather banished them from the country fifty years ago for being unfaithful to their country, which infuriated their ruler at the time, Kratzer, that he waged a war on our fair homeland. However for ten years they had remained mostly quiet. But now, these brutes were terrorizing our city.
I knew I would have to escape. I filled my leather luggage with money, food, and dresses. Of course I had to bring my favorite dresses. I grabbed my wand, and wizard money. I snatched up my King Cavalier Charles Spaniel Ollie, and his favorite silk cushion. I gathered my owl Isis's cage, my book of rare spells, my iPhone 5, my compactable piano, my laptop, my headphones, and my steamer trunk full of shoes. I used my magic Burberry bag to store all of these items. I put on a more suitable travel outfit. I put on white Seven skinnys, tan leather boots, a Prada shirt dress, Tiffany bracelets, a Juicy Couture cranberry and diamond custom velour jacket, a silk Hermes scarfs, and cute Versace shades. I decided to take my flying car out of here. But where would I go? My country was falling. Suddenly my maid Lydia burst in.
"Your highness, your father has been executed, the castle is burning! Your mother has been kidnapped, but she told me to give you this message: Go to Hogwarts. Find Sirius from the Bosemanners. I love you."
I held back tears as Lydia continued talking.
"Give me one of your dresses. I will pretend to be you and endure the torture they want to inflict upon you."
I grabbed a plain velvet dress. It was maroon and embellished with ruffles and little crystals. I was slightly worried if this plan would work or not. After all, surely these mongrels had heard of the princess of Bijoux's beauty? After all, Lydia was awfully plain. However, I smiled and ran off to my Mercedes Benz. As I soared over the city, I decided it would be best to hide out for a couple of days in Tokyo. Good thing I was fluent in Japanese.
A few minutes later I arrived at my favorite hotel in China. I ordered the valet to park my crimson vehicle. As I sauntered in, I glanced around. I noticed the elegant lobby had been redecorated. Instead of some Modern warehouse, it was now a chic French ballroom.
I spoke quickly to the Japanese woman at the desk. "ﾍｷｮﾉｮKvﾆｷBﾉ ﾈｽﾌﾅﾌｮ^ｦBﾍﾌNWbgJ[hﾁﾄ｢"
At once she handed me the key to the penthouse suite. I strutted to the giant glass elevator. I soon reached my private two-floor suite.
A translucent elevator was in the middle, surrounded by a fountain. A room larger than some houses was a closet. A Pinkberry machine was in the corner next to the flat screen. A giant glass wall gave me an excellent view of the city. A gigantic movie screen was in front of seven movie theater seats. There was a hot tub, pool, popcorn machine, trapeze, four different water slides, a rain shower, a rollercoaster, a trampoline, dance studio, a fireplace, a stage, a dance floor, and a toaster! However, I just wanted to dive into the emperor size (it's like king size, only six times bigger) Tempurpedic silk covered four poster bed. It was worth $100,000 a night!
Sometimes I wish I was a normal teenage girl. They had no problems. As I fell asleep, I wondered what Hogwarts would be like.