Cpt. 0
I have lived in this orphanage ever since I could remember and I found I'm different from other children since then. Sometimes, I can suddenly realize what will happen. I can't see the future, but I can just feel it. Maybe due to the ability, I think I'm calmer than other children, or to say, I'm calmer than others in this age. I know other children are too young to understand what I can feel and I know the care workers will never believe me, so I didn't tell anyone about my superpower. Everything goes smoothly and I grow up as a normal child, except sometimes the power will help me avoid falling down and hurting myself. If my friend would do something dangerous, I would also persuade them to give up doing that. But the power also tells me that I'm different and I will find a place to show my talent, learn more, and become more powerful.
So, I'm not surprised when the owl brings me the letter: the letter with kraft paper and dark green ink. The power tells me, today should be my birthday. The care workers can never figure out my birthday but the school sending me the letter will not make a mistake.
Ten years after I realized my special, I receive the key to the wider world.
Cpt. 1
Wandering on London's street, I know where I can find Diagon Alley as I know the name of the street. Following the instruction in the letter, I've applied for student loans and I hope the work efficiency in the magic world is higher than the Muggles one. Muggles. An interesting word. It suddenly jumps to my mind through my power. I enter the Leaky Cauldron and the noise there frowned me. But I think it's not a good choice to show my dissatisfaction when I need help from those people. I show a smile where a typical child will show and asked the old man behind the counter, "Sorry sir. Could you please tell me the way to Diagon Alley?" The power didn't tell me his name and thus I don't think there will be many stories between me and the old guy. He shows a wrinkled smile and leads me to the backyard. I memorize the brick he knocked and enter the Diagon Alley after bowing to him.
I visit Gringotts and receive my loan. Goblins. I don't like them but the basic politeness is necessary. Following the list in the letter, I bought everything necessary and I enter the Ollivanders Wand Shop. When Mr. Ollovanders shows up, I'm shocked. My power didn't inform me about his appearance. I tried wands and finally, I choose a wand made of elder wood and phoenix feather. Maybe it chooses me but I just feel we will cooperate well. When I leaving there, Mr. Ollivanders murmurs "You are a special boy." "I agree", I say to myself, "I'm special, just like the owner of the wand in the corner."
I book a room in Leaky Cauldron and wait for the train. Each day, I go to Flourish and Blotts, find a seat, and read books. I have nothing but the power, but I know knowledge is always the ultimate power. I've read about the one that everyone is afraid of, Voldemort. I think in some ways we are similar, but we are also quite different. He wants to rule everyone, while I want never to be ruled. I've also read about Harry Potter. The first time I see the name, the strong feeling tells me there will be a lot of stores between us. We will become each other's friend and enemy and even more. "The Boy who Lived", I chew the name, "We will change many things", I said to myself.
Finally, it's time to take the train. Platform Nine and Three-Quarters are easy to find, but the feeling tells me to wait there. Soon, I see the boy with the lightning scar.
"Hello, my name's Casey", I greet him, "Your trolley, I mean, are you looking for the platform?"
"I'm Harry, Harry Potter", he answers, "Yes, I'm trying to find Platform Nine and Three-Quarters, do you know where is it?"
"Harry Potter?!", I try to make my voice sounds shocked, "Are you that boy?"
It seems that he's kind of tired of my surprise. He must have encountered many shocked wizards. "Yes, I'm Harry Potter." He answers, "So, do you know how to get the platform?"
"Sorry... I don't know", I answered, "I'm sure we can find someone knows that."
As the power expected, the Weasleys come here and I greet them together with Harry. Talking about Hogwarts, we get on the train. The whistle sounds and the train sets off.
I join the taking between Harry and Ron normally. When we are talking about the chocolate frog, a girl enters the box.
I know her name as soon as I see her. "Hermione", I say to myself. A feeling I never felt before rises in my heart. The feeling is like a swirl and looking down into it, I can see my and her destinies intertwine together. I know, she will be the most important girl for me. When I'm thinking about what does the feeling means, she has come in and is trying to repair Harry's glasses.
"Hey, brilliant skill", I praise her sincerely.
"It's just a normal one that I learned from a basic book", she replies.
I know Harry and Ron think she's arrogant but I appreciate the confidence rising from knowledge.
"The Standard Book of Spells page 256, right?", I ask, "But you are so familiar with the spell, so it's still a brilliant skill." I show her a smile.
"Happy to know not everyone hasn't read the books." She replies and goes out.
Harry and Ron look at me suspiciously.
"Hey, I just happened to read the book and I just stopped at that page, that's why I can remember it", I sign, "The books are difficult and not like her, I don't think I have learned a lot."
After all, we are still children and the conflicts within children disappear quickly. When sunset, we talk happily again.
The sorting ceremony starts. I'm the last few children and I see Hermione is sorted to Gryffindor.
When the hat was put on my head, I hear the sound.
"You are so special, very special.", the sound murmurs, "You are smart. Then maybe Ravenclaw? Your ambition looks like a Slytherin, but..."
"Mr. Hat", I talk in my heart, "Could you please sort me to Gryffindor?"
"Courage? Yes, you have courage, but I don't think it's the kind which Gryffindor will appreciate."
"Please."
"OK, OK."
The sound disappears and I know it will announce the result.
"Azkaban."
The hall becomes silent.
Cpt. 2
My heart sinks down and down. I've read about the jail and I know everything is over. But shortly, I hear the noise of the crowd again and I see the Gryffindors are cheering. It seems that the hat announced "Gryffindor" but only I heard "Azkaban". Is it warning me? Maybe it has found my power but I know I will not intend to use it to hurt others.
Days pass by. The relation between Hermione and Harry, Ron, and me is getting better and better. Sometimes when Harry and Ron are not nearby, I will discuss some subjects with Hermione. I interchange books and do homework together with her and I try to persuade her not to contradict Snape. As soon as I see Snape I know he hates us, or to say, he hates children around Harry. But I don't care. I will never answer questions actively but I always try to memorize each point. Slowly, Snape doesn't care much about me but still tries to deduct points from Harry, Ron, and Hermione. Though I persuaded her, Hermione doesn't give up raising her hands and answering questions and being deducted, at least for now.
The Halloween comes. Ron and Hermione quarrel. I'm not happy with that because I don't want to see conflicts between my friend and my... friend. Harry, Ron, and I join the quarrel and suddenly, Quirrell announces that a Troll is released. I'm in a panic. I know I'm not powerful enough now to defeat it and more importantly, I know, Hermione is alone now. Before the students become terrified and run out the hall, I've left the hall and rush to the toilet following the instruction of my feeling.
I see her. In the toilet, she is crying. The feeling tells me that the Troll will come into this toilet in three minutes and Harry and Ron will follow it, come here. It's too late to bring Hermione away. I can already smell the odor of the Troll. I know, no matter what will happen, I don't want her to be frightened. "Hermione!", I shout, "A Troll is coming! But be calm, trust me!"
She is shocked and stares at me doesn't know what to say. I walk to her and pat her shoulder. At the same time, I can hear the footstep is already outside the door of the toilet. The Troll enters the toilet and the door is slammed by Harry and Ron. I glare at the Troll and try my best to come up with an idea. The wooden stick! An idea flashes in my mind and I know I have no time to hesitate.
"Wingardium Leviosa!" I shout. The wooden stick flies up and falls down on the head of the Troll. At the same time, the door is opened and Harry and Ron rush in.
"Casey! Hermione! Are you OK?" They ask me and even if I do not pretend to, I'm thrilled and sweat beads ooze out on my face. Professors run to here. I say it's me to encourage Harry and Ron to fight the Troll and lock it into the toilet where Hermione was by accident. Fortunately, no one was hurt and I think the professors need to pay more attention to the person that releases the Troll, so they believe me and warn me of the danger of a Troll. It's silent when we go back to the tower.
"Thank you. A lot." Hermione breaks the silence and says to me, "And thank you, too." She says to Harry and Ron.
We smile at each other and I know we are good friends again.
Cpt. 3
Christmas comes. That morning, I wake up with Ron's shouting. By their talking, I know Harry has received an invisibility cloak. Ron and I try to persuade Harry to try the function of it, and we are both shocked by the amazing effect of it. I kind of envy Harry but I calm down soon. I know I will handle the invisibility spell soon.
A few days later, Harry talks with Ron and me about the Mirror of Erised. I'm not very interested in Harry's parents but I also want to see the magical mirror. With the invisibility cloak, Harry, Ron, and I walk to the room, where the mirror is placed that night. Ron cannot see Harry's parents so do I. When I look into the mirror, I see my reflection is not stable. Sometimes it's me in a suit and some men in the black robes are running away from me, sometimes it's myself in a black robe and other men are saluting me. I can also see Hermione. She's just there.
Harry asks me what I have seen, thinking about the mirror, I reply "My parents."
Another few days pass by. Harry told Ron and me that the last time he tried to find the mirror, he saw Dumbledore. Dumbledore tells him that the mirror show one's inner desire.
"I'm fortunate", I say to myself, "Maybe I should never tell anyone about what I saw in the mirror."
Strange things happen one after another. I can feel the danger surrounding Harry. Ron and Hermione believe it's Snape that is planning to hurt Harry. They also try to find out what Snape is trying to find. My power tells me the answer: The Philosopher's Stone. But I still have no idea where is it and I always doubt whether or not it's Snape trying to steal it.
One day, wandering in the hallway, I have a strong feeling I have found a hidden secret. My power tells me to walk around the wall. I'm thinking about where is the stone by that time and suddenly a door appears on the Wall. I walk in and I find that it's just a small room. There's a wooden table and a paper is on the table. There are a series of rooms drawn on the paper and in the last room, I can see a stone that is painted red. I'm sure, it's the Philosopher's Stone, then the other rooms must be the defense of it.
After the exam, we know the message that Dumbledore has just left school. We decide to take action at once. I've prepared a flame spell and I believe Harry can of course find the flying key. I've never played chess but I believe in Ron. I have prepared to take a risk and I believe I can protect Hermione.
The first few rooms are easy to pass. When Ron is knocked down by chess, I can feel that he is in a coma because of spell rather than physical impact, which makes me not that worried.
We get to the last room soon. It seems that there're still only one bottle of potion for going forward and one bottle of potion for going back, which means that one of us must stay here.
"Harry. I trust you. I will wait in this room, wait for your victory. Hermione, go back please and inform Dumbledore."
Maybe I'm the only one that gives a suggestion, they nod their heads and follow my instruction. Harry passes the flame. I turn back and say to Hermione, "I trust you. Be brave. I'm waiting for you."
Hermione whimpers, hugs me, and goes back.
Standing in the room, I think about what I can do. I can feel the enemy behind the flame is very dangerous but Harry will be safe. I think about the shape of the last room I saw in the paper. I know if one wants to walk behind Harry, he will be just behind the flame. So, when I hear a heavy step, I hold the poisonous potion and throw it to the flame. I can hear the glass breaks and a deep scream. Although Harry will be safe, I still don't want to see my friend falling into a coma. Harry will win easier fighting a poisoned enemy.
Cpt.4
The evil has been defeated. Harry, Ron, Hermione, and I are praised. On the train back to London, I know our story is just beginning.