Hello. My name is Cho Chang. I'm relating with the series of Harry Potter
books but not with J.K. Rowling or Scholastic. I wrote this story on my own,
starting at 10:00pm (Eastern Time zone) Sunday, August 6, 2000. It will tell
the story of my life. I can't tell everything because of some of the results of
my reading may surprise a few people but, on the other hand, I will tell you
what I am now and was. I was born on February 14. Valentines Day for all
those hopeless romantics out there reading. My family lives in a quiet muggle
town in Britain. I live with my mother. My father died by Lord Voldermont
Death Eaters after his downfall. My mom and me hid under the floor as my
father tried to draw the death eaters away from our hiding spot. We were
under the floorboards as we heard my father dueling with them. He was an
Auror for the Ministry of Magic. He worked along with Moody and was a skilled
dueler but, while he was fighting one of the death eaters, another sneaked up on him
and preformed The Killing Curse. A flash of green light entered and shined through
the cracks of the floor. My mom was never the same after that. She loved being a witch
before that but after my father died she seem to train me about everything she knew as to
get me prepared for the worst. By the age of five, she taught me how to mix the potions just right.
How to say the basic defensive dueling charms like Expelliarmus, Finite Incantatem,
The shield charm (I can't seem to find it in my head now but I'll remember later.) She taught me how to
also fight back Petrificus Totalus, Locomotor Mortis, & Mobilicorpus are the first one she taught me.
She didn't teach the spells like Rictusempra or Tarantallegra because she thought they were a waste of
timein a real duel. She gave me my father's wand to use. She liked to say, "Your father would be so proud to see you use that wand."
My mother and I dueled and practiced lots of time. Normally we did after lunch on weekend. We love to help Ruby (our house elf) clean up
before the practice though.
(Ruby danced to muggle music every time she cleaned the house. I gave her a CD player for her B-Day and she seems to love the music's beat like me.) My mom and I would go outside and duel until Ruby told us to get in because it was getting dark. My mom would give me helpful suggestions although I was too young to use them. I was around nine when she taught me these things and with the spells, the martial arts, and gymnastics I was good at defending myself but she normally won with Expelliarmus when I stayed too long in one spot. My mom was also in to looks. She liked to tell me how to use my looks to outwit people during a duel. My great grandmother was the most beautiful witch according to witch weekly for 5 years. and she thought
that not only I should use my brain but my looks also to get ahead in life. I really didn't like it though. I love using the wand not my looks. I could do tricks and cast spells with my wand at the same time. (Just for a hobby.) For amusement, I had my mom's old broomstick a Comet. The Comet was very old and original model of the comet 260. She kept it in perfect conditions with the Broomstick Kit she had. She loved Quidditch and she was the seeker of the Hufflepuff team. She wanted me to be in Gryffindor, Slytherin or, Ravenclaw. Why she didn't want me in Hufflepuff I'll never know. She wanted me in Gryffindor because Dumbledore was in it. In Ravenclaw because it would prove how intelligent I was. Slytherin she said that I would be standing up in my father's honor and not be afraid of the thought of Voldermont. She was so proud of me when I got my wand holly 9¾ inches with a gold phoenix feather. She put my father's wand on top of a muggle portrait of him as a reminder of what he gave up to save us. She got about six robes for me. She also bought me my own owl. A white-silver color male owl with a long pretty feathers which I called iceberg. Well that is about it. Me before I went to Hogwarts. Hope you liked my story. P.S. It is about 11:30pm now.
books but not with J.K. Rowling or Scholastic. I wrote this story on my own,
starting at 10:00pm (Eastern Time zone) Sunday, August 6, 2000. It will tell
the story of my life. I can't tell everything because of some of the results of
my reading may surprise a few people but, on the other hand, I will tell you
what I am now and was. I was born on February 14. Valentines Day for all
those hopeless romantics out there reading. My family lives in a quiet muggle
town in Britain. I live with my mother. My father died by Lord Voldermont
Death Eaters after his downfall. My mom and me hid under the floor as my
father tried to draw the death eaters away from our hiding spot. We were
under the floorboards as we heard my father dueling with them. He was an
Auror for the Ministry of Magic. He worked along with Moody and was a skilled
dueler but, while he was fighting one of the death eaters, another sneaked up on him
and preformed The Killing Curse. A flash of green light entered and shined through
the cracks of the floor. My mom was never the same after that. She loved being a witch
before that but after my father died she seem to train me about everything she knew as to
get me prepared for the worst. By the age of five, she taught me how to mix the potions just right.
How to say the basic defensive dueling charms like Expelliarmus, Finite Incantatem,
The shield charm (I can't seem to find it in my head now but I'll remember later.) She taught me how to
also fight back Petrificus Totalus, Locomotor Mortis, & Mobilicorpus are the first one she taught me.
She didn't teach the spells like Rictusempra or Tarantallegra because she thought they were a waste of
timein a real duel. She gave me my father's wand to use. She liked to say, "Your father would be so proud to see you use that wand."
My mother and I dueled and practiced lots of time. Normally we did after lunch on weekend. We love to help Ruby (our house elf) clean up
before the practice though.
(Ruby danced to muggle music every time she cleaned the house. I gave her a CD player for her B-Day and she seems to love the music's beat like me.) My mom and I would go outside and duel until Ruby told us to get in because it was getting dark. My mom would give me helpful suggestions although I was too young to use them. I was around nine when she taught me these things and with the spells, the martial arts, and gymnastics I was good at defending myself but she normally won with Expelliarmus when I stayed too long in one spot. My mom was also in to looks. She liked to tell me how to use my looks to outwit people during a duel. My great grandmother was the most beautiful witch according to witch weekly for 5 years. and she thought
that not only I should use my brain but my looks also to get ahead in life. I really didn't like it though. I love using the wand not my looks. I could do tricks and cast spells with my wand at the same time. (Just for a hobby.) For amusement, I had my mom's old broomstick a Comet. The Comet was very old and original model of the comet 260. She kept it in perfect conditions with the Broomstick Kit she had. She loved Quidditch and she was the seeker of the Hufflepuff team. She wanted me to be in Gryffindor, Slytherin or, Ravenclaw. Why she didn't want me in Hufflepuff I'll never know. She wanted me in Gryffindor because Dumbledore was in it. In Ravenclaw because it would prove how intelligent I was. Slytherin she said that I would be standing up in my father's honor and not be afraid of the thought of Voldermont. She was so proud of me when I got my wand holly 9¾ inches with a gold phoenix feather. She put my father's wand on top of a muggle portrait of him as a reminder of what he gave up to save us. She got about six robes for me. She also bought me my own owl. A white-silver color male owl with a long pretty feathers which I called iceberg. Well that is about it. Me before I went to Hogwarts. Hope you liked my story. P.S. It is about 11:30pm now.