Before is start, my name is magnolia stark. I live on a street popularly knows as Privyland but according the mails of my class report I get from my college or high school as Americans know (when I was still there) it its called privet drive. The only part of that that fits into this story is just the fact that I live on privet drive in Britain along with the Dursleys. The Dursleys are your everyday privyland bunch, in the fact that "keeping up with the joneses" is more or less what their whole life is all about. That was my dad's view of them. And mine you ask? Well I think my dad is mostly correct but I think they are just lonely people trying to fit in. well I am just the type of person who sees only the good in people and ignores the bad. Well from my limited knowledge of music and all it concerns, the weird sisters sounded like the kind of rock group that would play at The Model Globe. It was a new place just opened and my new boyfriend had just got us tickets he found in a telephone booth. Actually he had found more than two because he said he made a lot of money from "those tickets he found on the telephone". Anyway, I have been waiting for him to ask me out for a million years and he finally did. He told me the reason he hadn't asked me out was because he was scared of me, kind of scared but still had a crush on me. Anyway here we were at the concert, I was feeling kind of cold and my boyfriend had just given me his blue coat. There were just a hand full of people I knew who were around there that I knew. The rest were dressed in strange robes. I saw a cat down on the ground. It was white and it had a missing paw and a long streak of brown on its right fore paw. I picked it up. I turned to show it to my boyfriend but the queue had moved and he was at the ticket window so I held the cat closer, covered it partly with the blue coat and walked towards him. He turned around and handed me a stub. I took it and walked forward towards the door trying to hide the cat from the attendant. "Ye'll have to shaar a seet wi' that 'nimagus." the attendant blurted out both my boyfriend and the other guy in a strange suit looked at me. I just turned and walked in I didn't know what he meant by animagus but if it was a new slang or if he made a mistake about what I was holding under my coat then no problem. The cat looked nice with its blonde hair. BLONDE HAIR!