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CHAPTER I

This is going to be my personal diary, of my most inner-thoughts, my desires. This is the story of my life in as much detail as I can remember as I write this down. My life beings like Harry Potter, the Boy-Who-Lived, but the rest is aaaaaaaaaaaalllllllllllllllllll me!

I'm another child with parents killed by Voldemort, but, unlike Harry, I would have been killed had family friends not looked me after that night. Not wizards but they knew about the wizarding world. It confused them that such an amount of people with such wonderful gifts would want to kill, and not help others. They are simple law abiding folk who go to church often. They already had two children, five and seven years older than I.

My name? Laura Gordon. I'm a small ten-year-old girl with long blond hair, piercing eyes (all too often hidden behind tinted glasses), too intelligent for one so young, their colour is blue and green with a sort of halo of brown, around the pupils, which turns gold when I'm angry.

My foster family and I live in a modest town, near Edinburgh, in a picturesque glen, surrounded by green the whole year, with a clear deep river flowing behind the house. I have all of my needs supplied, except a quiet home life. And occasionally when I wanted to find a way to escape I could actually find myself wanting to do magic! Wanting to fly away from it all. It sounds silly but I didn't want to live there. I never once figured out why they turned white when I asked to be a witch every year for Halloween!

My foster parents, my parent's friends, were not going to tell me I was a half-blood until my letter arrived. It read:

HOGWART'S SCHOOL OF WITCHCRAFT AND WIZARDRY.

Headmaster; Albus Dumbledore

(Order of Merlin, First Class, Grand Sorc., Chf. Warlock, Supreme Mugwump, International Confed. Of Wizards.

Dear Miss Gordon,

We are pleased to inform you that you have a place at Hogwart's School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Please find enclosed a list of all necessary books and equipment.

Term begins on the 1st of September. We await your owl by no later than the 31st of July.

Yours sincerely,

Minerva McGonagall.

Deputy Headmistress.

HOGWART'S SCHOOL OF WITCHCRAFT AND WIZARDRY

Uniform:

First year student's will require:

1.Three sets of plain work robes (black).

2.One plain pointed hat (black) for day wear.

3.One pair of protective gloves (dragonhead or similar)

4.One winter cloak (black, silver fastenings)

Please note that all pupils' clothes should carry nametags.

Set Books

All students should have a copy of each of the following:

The standard Book of Spells (Grade 1) by Miranda Goshawk

A History of Magic by Bathilda Bagshot

Magical Theory by Adalbert Waffling

A Beginners Guide to Transfiguration by Emeric Switch

One Thousand Magical Herbs and Fungi by Phyllida Spore

Magical Drafts and Potions by Arsenius Jigger.

Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them by Newt Scamander

The Dark Forces: A Guide to Self Protection by Quentin Trimble

Other Equipment

1 wand

1 cauldron (pewter, standard size 2)

1 set glass or crystal phials

1 telescope

1 set brass scales

Students may also bring an owl OR a cat Or a toad.

PARENTS ARE REMINDED THAT FIRST-YEARS ARE NOT ALLOWED THEIR OWN BROOMSTICKS.

And with this letter I found out about myself, what I was, who my parents were and how they really died.

Thus I began my journey into magic. My family and I were recommended to go to a place called Diagon Alley and WOW! The atmosphere drowned anyone not expecting magic, but for me it was exhilarating, it was beyond my wildest dreams! It felt like I was home. There were witches and wizards everywhere and what they were wearing… I've never seen so many odd things at once. But some of the robes were wonderful colours. People were selling owls on the street! And the smells! I could smell herbs I didn't know… Potions I think but I don't know what they smell like yet though.

With my letter had come a small gold key with a tiny note saying

"Your parents left this with me for you. Go to vault 1313 at Gringotts."

We eventually found out that Gringotts was a bank and found that the vault was filled with gold coins! Later I found out that these were galleons. Seventeen of the silver sickles made up one galleon, and twenty-nine of the bronze Knuts made up one sickle. I'M RICH!I'M FILTHY RICH!

After Gringotts we went to Madam Malkin's: Robes for All Occasions.

"Excuse me?" I began hesitantly: well… I didn't know how to behave around other wizards after all, did I?

"Hogwart's dear?" She asked quickly.

"Yes, I need…" I began again.

"Yes, yes dear I know what you need; we've had fifteen in today already." She was busy looking around for something and when she had found it, whatever it was, she flung it at me and all of a sudden I found myself surrounded by several flying measuring-tapes.

"Right then, my, you're a slim little thing aren't you? Oh well I'm sure you'll fill out. You'll be tall too." She stared at my eyes for a minute, apparently looking for something. "You're special."

I was taken aback; I'm not special! Never have been; never will be! I was about to say all this but I suddenly had a fireball in my hand! And it didn't burn. I mean it looked like fire, except it was red. I could smell it singeing my sleeve, but it didn't burn me! Nothing! I clenched my hand over it and it was blood warm at the most! When I fully closed my hand over it, it, it, it just went out! And to my great relief Madam Malkin hadn't noticed! I'm sure that this was unusual even in the wizarding world!

"How old are you dear? Ten? First years at Hogwart's are usually eleven."

"Righto" I was uncomfortable, shaking and staring at my hand, I wasn't bothered about my age! No matter how unusual that was! I finally snapped back to reality when she said,

"Anyway here are your robes"

"How much are they?"

"One galleon each so that is six galleons."

"I handed over the money but I couldn't help but notice that others were only paying three galleons for six robes. I asked why and she gave me a sly wink.

"That's because I gave you better material." Again strange.

After Madam Malkin's we left to get my cauldron, telescope, books, then my phials, for potions, trunk, brass scales, potion bits and at last my owl. He was a beautiful snowy owl, and I called him Lauri after my favourite muggle singer from The Rasmus. It is pronounced Lowri cause he is Finnish.

Finally my foster family and I got my wand, and, after many changes, it turned out to be an eight and a half inch long, ebony wood wand. It had a dragon-scale core: only one of seven ever made in the world with a dragon-scale core. "Curious" Mr Ollivander had said.

Before I left for Hogwart's I had a couple of weeks to read through the majority of my books. I managed to read through the Potions books and the Herbology books. I wasn't too keen on Astrology; because it said I was in for a bad month or two! Ooooohhhh great!

My foster-mom even made me pack all my own stuff! I mean that's a LOT of stuff and I had to like FOLD it and everything! Usually I just stuff it all in but NNNNOOOOOOOO I had to be all neat and pretty! That's not me! I had to fold all my robes and make sure all my tools and stuff were all secure. My mom even made me bath Lauri! God if it had only been the real guy! Hey! Even for a ten year old I have a highly active imagination! I may be developing slower than everyone else physically but I'm more mature mentally than everyone knows! I even have pics of Lauri half naked on my wall!