Oh, My Hero - in hiatus

by Renzin

I'm not particularly sure what exactly happened. All I know, is that I did a couple of things with that wand which I shouldn't have, and now I have a new BFF who has a great inclination to eat me raw. But in all seriousness, it's ok. It's not like I've summoned You Know Who's mum out of the ashes or something. Is it really so much to ask that people stop staring?

2. Chapter 2

Disclaimer: I don't own HP, only my Ocs and this FF story.

Chapter 2

They Call Me 'FreeSpirited'

"Sane is boring."
― R.A. Salvatore

---

I like to think of myself as an inventor.

I'm rather smart, you know. Smart enough to notice when a wayward Marauder has that 'must prank' glint in their eye.

And you know what? Books are my friends. I'm quite into that 'knowledge is power' mantra, but like many people in my house, I wasn't sorted into Ravenclaw because I have a tendency to go a bit crazy and blow things up once said knowledge is obtained.

Go lions.

I'm also on the school Quidditch team (woop woop!). I got promoted in my third year from reserve to chaser in my third year. Pretty damn good at it, if I say so myself. I'm proud to say that I've had the most self sustained sport related injuries ever. A personal favourite that people still mention is when I threw that miniature snap dragon pellet at the enemy keeper instead of the quaffle. There was a very pretty explosion when he panicked and tried to use the blasting curse confringo to deflect it, taking out half the pitch (thankfully it was the last match of the season anyway).

My, I'm waffling again, aren't I?

Right, I was introducing my tale. Ahh, scary magic, death, fireworks, grumpy orcs, raw.