Hey you guys. This is another installment.
We continued eating lunch. I did not want to tell him of my past school. I was afraid he would blab to the entire school about me being a wizard. Also, he may think that I am crazy. I did not know. Nor did I want him to know.
I found out that his name is James Longbottom.
"Wait a minute. Are you related to someone named Neville Longbottom?" I questioned his abruptly.
"Yes I am. He is my brother. He attends some school called Hogwarts. What a name!" James said, laughing
"Please do not laugh. If I told you I went there would you believe me?"
"I may. What is your name?" he asked.
"Has he ever talked about Harry Potter?" I said, as my heart started pumping adrenaline.
"A little bit. Why?"
"Because I am the Harry Potter," I said. Oh well. My secret is out.
He just stared at me. "He has told me a little bit about you being famous. He also told me about the adventures you went on."
I just looked at him. He was not too bad. The bell rang and I had to get to class. I went to my next class and learned about the American government, history, and world facts. It was a very interesting class. I liked it.
After that I had Language Arts. I did not like language. We have to read this very boring book named Lord of the Flies (A/N: I had to choose my least favorite book that I was required to read when I was in 9th grade.) I do not click with the book. I am going to try to get out of this class.
We had a ten minute break, after the class. I went to the cafeteria. For the first time I ate pizza. The school did not have very good food. I may try it later. If I can convince my aunt and uncle. Maybe I can get Dudley to suggest it.
Physical Education I liked. I got to release some steam form the day. We played soccer and to me it was like Quiditch except on land. They may not like me on a broomstick. They would say I am a freak. I know that is what would happen.
My pottery class was interesting. I got to make anything I wanted. I made a broom stick and a really outlook on Professor Snape. I made two of them. I love this class. When I got home, I sent owls to Ron and Hermione, and told them about my day. I also sent them the figurines of Snape.
The next morning when I woke up, Hedwig was sitting at my window with letters from them. The loved the figurines. They also said a lot of people wanted to know where I was, and they told them.
Today is Saturday, so went and visited them. Good thing everybody was gone. We just sat in The Three Broomsticks talking about the day. When it started to get dark, I went back to my room.
Author's note: This is the end of the story. If you want me to add or change anything let me know. Please review.
We continued eating lunch. I did not want to tell him of my past school. I was afraid he would blab to the entire school about me being a wizard. Also, he may think that I am crazy. I did not know. Nor did I want him to know.
I found out that his name is James Longbottom.
"Wait a minute. Are you related to someone named Neville Longbottom?" I questioned his abruptly.
"Yes I am. He is my brother. He attends some school called Hogwarts. What a name!" James said, laughing
"Please do not laugh. If I told you I went there would you believe me?"
"I may. What is your name?" he asked.
"Has he ever talked about Harry Potter?" I said, as my heart started pumping adrenaline.
"A little bit. Why?"
"Because I am the Harry Potter," I said. Oh well. My secret is out.
He just stared at me. "He has told me a little bit about you being famous. He also told me about the adventures you went on."
I just looked at him. He was not too bad. The bell rang and I had to get to class. I went to my next class and learned about the American government, history, and world facts. It was a very interesting class. I liked it.
After that I had Language Arts. I did not like language. We have to read this very boring book named Lord of the Flies (A/N: I had to choose my least favorite book that I was required to read when I was in 9th grade.) I do not click with the book. I am going to try to get out of this class.
We had a ten minute break, after the class. I went to the cafeteria. For the first time I ate pizza. The school did not have very good food. I may try it later. If I can convince my aunt and uncle. Maybe I can get Dudley to suggest it.
Physical Education I liked. I got to release some steam form the day. We played soccer and to me it was like Quiditch except on land. They may not like me on a broomstick. They would say I am a freak. I know that is what would happen.
My pottery class was interesting. I got to make anything I wanted. I made a broom stick and a really outlook on Professor Snape. I made two of them. I love this class. When I got home, I sent owls to Ron and Hermione, and told them about my day. I also sent them the figurines of Snape.
The next morning when I woke up, Hedwig was sitting at my window with letters from them. The loved the figurines. They also said a lot of people wanted to know where I was, and they told them.
Today is Saturday, so went and visited them. Good thing everybody was gone. We just sat in The Three Broomsticks talking about the day. When it started to get dark, I went back to my room.
Author's note: This is the end of the story. If you want me to add or change anything let me know. Please review.