AN: Behold Chapter ten! I'm in the second digits! ^^
First contact with an HP canon contemporary character!
HP&PT are still not mine, but I am the one pulling the strings in this story.
Fakir paced anxiously. It had been three days since he received that letter from Professor McGonagall, and the waiting was torturous. What if he didn't have enough magic to go to Hogwarts? I mean, I did lie and say that the Hogwarts letter was addressed to me. For all I know, I could be completely normal by their standards! I'm only assuming I have powers because of my writing, and that only really worked by channeling it through Ahiru… What if I'm wrong?
A knock at the door pulled him abruptly from his thoughts.
"Coming!" he called as he rushed to the door, hoping it was the professor.
"You are Mr. Meyers, I presume?" a rather severe-looking woman with square glasses asked. She was wearing a green cloak, her dark hair in a tight bun.
"Yes. Are you Professor McGonagall?" he shot back.
She nodded primly and entered his home.
AN: See you next update!
Same duck-time, same duck-channel!