This is my first fanfic. Please read & review.
Disclaimer: I do not own any HP characters. I only own Celissia, Liz, Jenni, & others I may include later on in the story.
Here I sit again: on a train heading home from the Quidditch World Cup. It's the most wonderful place I've ever visited in my life. I've been going to this worldwide event every year since I can remember. Quidditch just fascinates me I guess. I wish I could play on a team...
Just to say a little about myself, I'm 17 years old, have dark brown hair, medium height, and bright blue eyes. I also happen to be a witch. I've been home schooled every school year. I've always wanted to attend a public school. Perhaps Durmstrang or Hogwarts.
"Celissia, Celissia..?" "Huh? Oh yeah, Mum? What is it?" I had just snapped back to reality from my train of thought. My mother is a beautiful woman with delicate long blonde hair and the same bright blue eyes as my own. She has been the only one I've ever had on account of my father dying in a tragic fire. Mum always described him to me as a handsome man with a wonderful sense of humor. I have always wondered if I got my hair from him.
"Honey, I was just wondering if you enjoyed the Cup?" said my mum. "Oh, yeah it was great as usual." "I saw you trying to catch that cute blond boy's eye." "Huh? Who? Oh..him.yeah.." I said recalling the brief image of the handsome guy with slick blond hair. I guess I will never get to see him again, I thought with a sigh.
We then arrived at the train station where Mum and I got off and headed toward the fireplace wall. We had always traveled to the station by the Floo Network.
So we stepped in a fireplace and spoke the location of our home and off we went. The sensation of the Floo traveling is wonderful. It's like you are flying in a whirling heap of white fog.
We arrived in the living room of my home, nicely-sized and homely. "Well, Celissia, that was quite fun. Glad the Phoenixes won." "Yeah. I knew they had it in the bag. With Riverston, they couldn't have possibly lost. Made a nice catch, huh?" "Oh yes! It really was great. Too bad they are going to lose him next year. But he surely did fulfill his time on the team." "Yeah, too bad-" I started to say but didn't complete my sentence because a small gray owl swooped in and left a letter on my living room table. "Well it's about time now," said Mum. "What-" "Honey why don't you go to your room and unpack your things while I read this," my mum interrupted. "Errr..alright then.." I said quite curious and confused.
Who could that be from..? I thought.
Disclaimer: I do not own any HP characters. I only own Celissia, Liz, Jenni, & others I may include later on in the story.
Here I sit again: on a train heading home from the Quidditch World Cup. It's the most wonderful place I've ever visited in my life. I've been going to this worldwide event every year since I can remember. Quidditch just fascinates me I guess. I wish I could play on a team...
Just to say a little about myself, I'm 17 years old, have dark brown hair, medium height, and bright blue eyes. I also happen to be a witch. I've been home schooled every school year. I've always wanted to attend a public school. Perhaps Durmstrang or Hogwarts.
"Celissia, Celissia..?" "Huh? Oh yeah, Mum? What is it?" I had just snapped back to reality from my train of thought. My mother is a beautiful woman with delicate long blonde hair and the same bright blue eyes as my own. She has been the only one I've ever had on account of my father dying in a tragic fire. Mum always described him to me as a handsome man with a wonderful sense of humor. I have always wondered if I got my hair from him.
"Honey, I was just wondering if you enjoyed the Cup?" said my mum. "Oh, yeah it was great as usual." "I saw you trying to catch that cute blond boy's eye." "Huh? Who? Oh..him.yeah.." I said recalling the brief image of the handsome guy with slick blond hair. I guess I will never get to see him again, I thought with a sigh.
We then arrived at the train station where Mum and I got off and headed toward the fireplace wall. We had always traveled to the station by the Floo Network.
So we stepped in a fireplace and spoke the location of our home and off we went. The sensation of the Floo traveling is wonderful. It's like you are flying in a whirling heap of white fog.
We arrived in the living room of my home, nicely-sized and homely. "Well, Celissia, that was quite fun. Glad the Phoenixes won." "Yeah. I knew they had it in the bag. With Riverston, they couldn't have possibly lost. Made a nice catch, huh?" "Oh yes! It really was great. Too bad they are going to lose him next year. But he surely did fulfill his time on the team." "Yeah, too bad-" I started to say but didn't complete my sentence because a small gray owl swooped in and left a letter on my living room table. "Well it's about time now," said Mum. "What-" "Honey why don't you go to your room and unpack your things while I read this," my mum interrupted. "Errr..alright then.." I said quite curious and confused.
Who could that be from..? I thought.