A/N: Hello. I've had an idea for this story now for awhile, so I've finally decided to write it. It'd kinda based on real life, so it should come fairly easily to me. Please read and review! I'd greatly appreciate knowing if I should continue/constructive criticism. And for anyone who's reading Escape, I haven't abandoned it, I'm just trying to think of how to continue.
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter or Oprah
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Prologue: Musings of a 17 Year-Old Witch
I guess I'm not what you'd call an ordinary girl. The whole being-a-witch thing put a damper on normal. And memorizing books doesn't help either. And there is that whole best-friends-with-The-Boy-Who-Lived thing. Oh, and going to a ball with a famous quidditch star, who happened to be in the Triwizard Tournament. Yeah…I guess I'm not that normal. Though parts are too normal for my liking.
Enter Ron Weasley right about now. My other best friend/partner in crime, he's 6 feet, with bright red hair and bright blue eyes as well as freckles all over his pale cheeks. I've known him sense I was eleven, almost twelve, and all I can say is that we've gone through a lot together in that 5 years. Mainly, You-Kn…Voldemort. But let's not get into that now, seeing as I believe I was going to tell you why knowing Ron was too normal for my liking. You see, in that 5 years, I've developed a slight…okay huge…crush on Ron. And, seeing as he's my best friend, I can't tell him.
Oh, and then there's that other part. You know, the part where he keeps asking my advice on girls. Yep, Ron goes to me, the supreme advice-giver. His "Oprah," as he calls it, (I told him about talk shows). So now, after he went out with Lavendar, Padma, and likes Hannah Abbot, what am I supposed to do? Oh yeah, what I've always done…wait.
Aren't the teen years great?
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There it is! The prologue! I'm currently on to Chapter 1, so please review and I'll get it to you quicker! Reviews are my caffeine.