A/N: Hey, guys, I'm back! A few notes before the chapter and I'll leave some after:
First, this is a series. The first three can be read kinda sorta out of order (pretty much as easily as the first three Harry Potters); however, starting with this one, it's really suggested you read the other three first to understand the background.
Second, this first chapter is a prologue so much shorter than the usual chapters. The first full chapter will be posted next week and is one of the longest chapters of the series to date...so, hopefully, makes up for the shorter one this time?
And, last, hope you enjoy and I appreciate all of you so much!
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It was impossible to forget the first sight of Hogwarts.
The castle grew from the rock of the mountain and towered over the moon soaked lake below. It was a force indescribable, something out of legends and crafted by the minds of story books rather than made with human hands.
It looked like….
It looked like magic.
"Wow," an eleven year old boy breathed, yearning flooding his chest and weighing him down heavily in the confines of the boat.
Hogwarts.
The muggleborn boy felt like he was in a far too vivid dream, the kind that dipped painfully close to reality.
The boy thought, suddenly and sharply, that everything was far too good to be true. He thought that maybe there had been a mistake and he wouldn't really get to set foot in Hogwarts. That it had been a lie. A fantasy told to children for make-believe until they got too old and the dream crashed beneath them like a flimsy board never meant to hold that much weight.
The boy's lungs felt too tight for his chest when suddenly a hand gripped his shoulder.
"Yeah, wow," the boy's best friend agreed. A fierce smile cut through a face that most thought was far too gruff for an eleven year old; but, his parents assured him he'd grow into it. "I can't believe we're finally here."
The statement was so familiar to the ones going through the muggleborn boy's mind that he felt something within him steady..
His look of amazement quickly folded itself up into a cocky smirk. "Well, it's not as if Hogwarts could bear to keep a future wizard prodigy like me away for too long, hmm?"
The gruff boy snorted. "Only because they don't know about your terrible personality."
"Rude!"
Behind them in the boat, a rather large eleven year shifted nervously. "How do you think they're sorting us into Houses?" He sighed. "I hope it's nothing too scary."
"I heard we have to fight a troll," the gruff boy said bluntly.
"A t-troll?!" The large boy stuttered.
The fourth boat occupant frowned, a girl with long black hair and pretty grey eyes watching behind delicate glasses. "I'm sure that's a myth."
The large boy looked hopeful. "Really?"
"This is still a school. I'm sure it won't be anything too dangerous." With that, the girl looked back over the water and returned to her quiet thoughts.
The gruff boy, meanwhile, looked vaguely disappointed.
"I could fight a troll," he muttered obstinately.
The muggleborn boy leaned against his friend, throwing an arm around his shoulders and clinging. He smiled playfully. "Of course, you can! You can fight all the monsters! That's why you're my big, strong-"
"Oh, shut up," his friend huffed, shoving him off. "I just thought a troll would be cool."
The muggleborn boy laughed, not letting himself be moved and instead hooking his chin over his friend's shoulder and clinging even tighter.
"Don't worry, then," he said cheerfully. "I'll find all the coolest monsters for you to fight. I promise."
The gruff boy rolled his eyes.
In front of them, the castle waited-closer and closer as the boat cut through the lake. In the silence, the muggleborn boy could once again feel the seconds ticking down and a rush of nerves made his throat go dry.
"Hey," he said, voice thin and barely audible, "no matter what happens….I mean no matter what House we get….we're still going to be okay, right?"
He felt the warmth of his best friend's shoulder hold him up and breathed in along with it at the way it straightened beneath him.
The boat hit against land.
"Don't be dumb, Oikawa," the gruff boy said firmly. "Of course, we'll be okay."
The boy basked in the words and smiled.
"You're right, Iwa-chan," he agreed, looking forward. "This is going to be amazing."
In front of him, an impossible castle opened up her arms in welcome and, for the first time, Tooru Oikawa set foot onto Hogwarts.
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A/N: So, definitely, a shorter chapter but hopefully a fun one. This book is going to be a little bit different because every other chapter will include a brief flashback to the current sixth year's (Oikawa, Daichi, Suga, Bokuto, etc.) first year.
Oh, as a general note, this book has a lot of fun parts and, I think, things you're really going to enjoy...but, it's also getting darker much like the Harry Potter ones did. I'll always try to include content warnings at the start of the chapter. Please, always remember I believe in happy endings for this series :) With that ominous bit, there is a lot of fun stuff in this one, I promise!
Next Chapter: The Quidditch World Cup
Post Date: June 20-21st