This is my first ever fanfiction posted on this website and I hope that you enjoy this story. Also, to be vlear, I don't have the rights to the characters used. J.K. Rowling has the rights.
Hello, I am Matt Mendoza, and I am a 5th grader at Crystal Hill Elementary School. I have a mom, a dad, and a sister. I had another sister, but only knew her for a year. I turned 1 year old and she disappeared. I finished Grade School with my best friend, Ella, and we planned to spread our singing all around. Whenever we sang a special song together, us and our surroundings would begin to float in the air. It was amazing.
One day, my mom announced that my family would move to England. It was sad to know I was leaving Ella, but we promised we would meet again. After getting passports and getting on our plane, we buy a new car and drive to the neighborhood, privet drive, the #1 neighborhood in England. While me and my sister, Calyn were walking down the neighborhood to get used to it, I met the boy across the street from us, Harry Potter.
When I tell him about my magic, Harry admits to having it, having hair grow back in a day, and teleporting to the roof of a school, and his family hates it. Harry then takes me to his house, and shows his living quarters, under the stairs. "Wow, your parents must be abusive," I said. "My parents are dead," said Harry, "They died in a car crash. The people raising me are my aunt Petunia, and my uncle Vernon."
I then noticed Harry's scar and told him it looks cool. He tells me he got it in the same crash his parents died in. "HARRY, GET OVER HERE!" A voice shouted. "That's Uncle Vernon, gotta go," said Harry. I decided to go with Harry. Vernon makes the announcement that they are going to the zoo, and Harry has to come with them since their neighbor Mrs. Figg is injured. I meet up with my family and request that we do that. They agree, as it will be nice to look around the new country.