Okay look. It's not like I got to choose to be what I am. If I could would I be sitting in a dark closet pleading my parents wouldn't find me? No, I didn't think so.
You see it wasn't my fault that I got bitten. The day I became itwas the last day I hadever hada loving family,or evenfriends for that matter. What I would give to go back to those days. But no, I'm still
a monster. A beast. A werewolf.
So there we go! Pretty much catches you up with the tragic story of my life.
"Freak! Get down here!" I heard my mother scream. I curled up into a ball and tried not to cry. "Eleanor Rosalyn Falls! NOW!"
I carefully picked myself off the ground and slowly turned the doorknob dread pouring over my body as I stepped into the light. Sighing I exited my closet and glanced overmy room quickly before heading downstairs.
I saw my mother standing over a piece of parchment and looked over at the windowsill to see a barn owl perched right next to the light.
"Yes ma'am?" I asked with slight caution staying at a distance to avoid her full rage. But instead of rage she just tossed me over the letter she was reading.
Dear Eleanor Falls,
We are happy to invite you to attend Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. There is a list of items enclosed that are required for you to attend our school. You are allowed to bring either a cat, toad, or owl but it is optional.
Hope to see you there.
Sincerely,
Albus Dumbledore
I looked up from the letter astonished. My mum gave me a look of disgust before saying, "You can go, but only to get you out of the house. Since your older sister Olivia graduated from Hogwarts you will use her old books. Now go up
to the bathroom and make it look perfect. I expect it clean by dinner, freak!"
Time skip to the train!
(Sorry I know I'm lazy :P !)
I waved goodbye to my family but as I expected my parents looked at me like I was a monster which I guess I am, and my sister just looked atme. A slash of pain hit my heart buys as usual I ignored it. I climbed onto the train and looked
down the narrow hallway.
I looked in each and every compartment which looked like they may explode with dozens of teenagers overflowing them, until I came across one with onlyfour other boys who looked about my age.
"Can I sit here?" I asked quietly trying not to make eye contact. The tall boy with the messy brown hair and round glasses smirked.
"Of course you can! Who can blame you for wanting to sit with the famous James Potter himself!" He said with swift confidence his eyes almost gleaming with mischief.
"Oh! A) who is this 'James Potter' and B) he doesn't sound very almighty!" I said clearer this time but still a bit soft. The other boys roared with laughter and messy hair flushed a deep red. One of the people I was sitting
with looked at me in wonder scars etched on his face.
"We're going to get along sooo well!" A guy with longish hair and icy blue eyes managed still on the ground in cackles. I smiled. Maybe Hogwarts could be a fresh start with actual friends! And I think I just found mine!
Hey guys this is my first story so please don't judge! Thank you for reading this! Don't worry it will get more interesting!
Sincerely,
Prongs2506
