Hey, this is gonna be fun! I'm doing this out of fun! So have fun! Lolz!
Umm you're welcome to send in characters for first years this year at
Hogwarts! I'm making Harry and Ron and Hermione sit through the Sorting
Ceremony! Smilies
Disclaimer: I do not own anything Harry Potter related. Unless of course it all the stuff I've bought from stores! But none of that is in this fan fiction! I do not own Harry Ron or Hermione or anyone else! So please feel free to not freak out at me!!
'This is the First Chappie!'
A girl stood by her window looking out at the woods. This could very well be the last time she ever saw this sight. She fluttered her two butterflies like pink/purple wings and scratched her cat on its head. She sighed and felt tears welling up.
She might never see her friends again, she was moving to Britain, but she wasn't sure where. Her foster mother was sick of having a half fairy in the house. And sick of paying for her school supplies every time she went off to school. A school for witchcraft and wizardry, hidden deep in the mountains of Canada. She was half fairy, half witch.
"Oh Vicky, I hope we'll do good over in England, I really hope Hogwarts is decent for us both." She was talking to the cat. Vicky seemed to understand and looked at the girl in a way saying that she understood. The cat stood up, reveling the fact that it only had three legs, missing one of its back legs. Vicky meowed and ran off.
The girl hurried around packing up everything she hadn't already packed. Maybe she'd be adopted into a nice Muggle family, maybe they would like the fact that she was half fairy and wasn't a muggle. Maybe.
"Malila! Hurry or you'll be late for the plane!" Her foster mother shouted. She gave Malila some muggle money, which Malila could use quite well for a witch, and sent her out the door. Malila sighed and ran out the door to the taxi, picking up Vicky along the way and gently putting her in a cat carrier. She put on her cloak to conceal her wings and packed her trunk in the back. She was leaving Canada, leaving home.
Malila looked out the window trying to catch last sights of the places and people she knew so well. Too quickly she made it to the airport, boarded her plane and was on her way.
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"Could I sit here?" A guy about Malila's age asked kindly. She moved over and examined her wand again, it was willow with a core of fairy dust and rather flexible. "Is that a wand?"
Malila looked up suddenly interested in this guy. "Yes. It's nothing really! But I ask you, do you know what 'muggle' means?"
"Yeah! My dad's obsessed in them! I'm from a wizard family, but I didn't want to sit with Percy. He never shuts up about his job." The guy smiled. He was tall with many freckles and flaming red hair. "I'm Ron by the way, Ron Weasley!"
"Oh well nice to meet another wizard. Are you British?" Malila heard his British accent, "Oh I'm Malila Anne, my mother made up my name."
"Neat! Yeah! I am!" Ron's face suddenly went bright red as two other boys' cam up, they were at least seventeen and they looked identical, they also both had the same red hair as Ron.
"Hey Ronnikins, who have you found?" The first one asked, Ron's face went redder.
"Oh just a witch."
"I'm not full witch, I'm actually half fairy too."
"Oh cool!" The three of them said in unison.
The Plane suddenly gave a huge lurch. Malila looked out the window, they were over the Atlantic Ocean and it sounded as if the plane was about to crash.
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Like it? I'm only thirteen and I don't think I'm that great but hey! I think it's actually kinda fun! And by the way! I actually did make up the name Malila a few years ago!
~Sarah~
Disclaimer: I do not own anything Harry Potter related. Unless of course it all the stuff I've bought from stores! But none of that is in this fan fiction! I do not own Harry Ron or Hermione or anyone else! So please feel free to not freak out at me!!
'This is the First Chappie!'
A girl stood by her window looking out at the woods. This could very well be the last time she ever saw this sight. She fluttered her two butterflies like pink/purple wings and scratched her cat on its head. She sighed and felt tears welling up.
She might never see her friends again, she was moving to Britain, but she wasn't sure where. Her foster mother was sick of having a half fairy in the house. And sick of paying for her school supplies every time she went off to school. A school for witchcraft and wizardry, hidden deep in the mountains of Canada. She was half fairy, half witch.
"Oh Vicky, I hope we'll do good over in England, I really hope Hogwarts is decent for us both." She was talking to the cat. Vicky seemed to understand and looked at the girl in a way saying that she understood. The cat stood up, reveling the fact that it only had three legs, missing one of its back legs. Vicky meowed and ran off.
The girl hurried around packing up everything she hadn't already packed. Maybe she'd be adopted into a nice Muggle family, maybe they would like the fact that she was half fairy and wasn't a muggle. Maybe.
"Malila! Hurry or you'll be late for the plane!" Her foster mother shouted. She gave Malila some muggle money, which Malila could use quite well for a witch, and sent her out the door. Malila sighed and ran out the door to the taxi, picking up Vicky along the way and gently putting her in a cat carrier. She put on her cloak to conceal her wings and packed her trunk in the back. She was leaving Canada, leaving home.
Malila looked out the window trying to catch last sights of the places and people she knew so well. Too quickly she made it to the airport, boarded her plane and was on her way.
****
"Could I sit here?" A guy about Malila's age asked kindly. She moved over and examined her wand again, it was willow with a core of fairy dust and rather flexible. "Is that a wand?"
Malila looked up suddenly interested in this guy. "Yes. It's nothing really! But I ask you, do you know what 'muggle' means?"
"Yeah! My dad's obsessed in them! I'm from a wizard family, but I didn't want to sit with Percy. He never shuts up about his job." The guy smiled. He was tall with many freckles and flaming red hair. "I'm Ron by the way, Ron Weasley!"
"Oh well nice to meet another wizard. Are you British?" Malila heard his British accent, "Oh I'm Malila Anne, my mother made up my name."
"Neat! Yeah! I am!" Ron's face suddenly went bright red as two other boys' cam up, they were at least seventeen and they looked identical, they also both had the same red hair as Ron.
"Hey Ronnikins, who have you found?" The first one asked, Ron's face went redder.
"Oh just a witch."
"I'm not full witch, I'm actually half fairy too."
"Oh cool!" The three of them said in unison.
The Plane suddenly gave a huge lurch. Malila looked out the window, they were over the Atlantic Ocean and it sounded as if the plane was about to crash.
****
Like it? I'm only thirteen and I don't think I'm that great but hey! I think it's actually kinda fun! And by the way! I actually did make up the name Malila a few years ago!
~Sarah~