Lotte

"I vont to suck vour bloood!" A young Lotte Tegan bared her rubber fangs in her full length mirror. She began to giggle.

"Charlotte! Josh is at the door for you!" Her mother called from the front door.

"Let him in mum!"

The door clicked open and there was voices before Josh entered Lotte's room. Josh had been Charlotte's friend for many years, ever since she moved in when she was three to be exact. Josh made a beeline for her bed where he sat down,

"So, you're packing for Hogwarts?"

Lotte checked her windows were closed,

"Shh...It's supposed to be a secret, mum will kill me if she finds out I told you!" Lotte shut her bedroom door, "And yes, I am."

Josh looked at the assortment of clothes on Lotte's bedroom floor,

"So what's with the fangs? Their not real are they? I mean I've recently been told your a witch, I'll believe anything now..."

Lotte laughed,

"Nah, I found them in the bottom of one of my drawers...Do you think they'd celebrate halloween at Hogwarts?"

"Well your are thirteen...Most people think they're too old for Halloween by that age, but then they'd have no purpose to celebrate would they? I mean they dress like that anyway. Don't they?"

Lotte shrugged,

"I don't know..."

The room was silent for a moment.

"I don't want you to go," Josh mumbled.

Lotte looked up in surprise,

"What?"

"I know you have to go and learn how to be a good witch and everything...But it sounds dangerous, you know? I googled witchcraft and man...It came up with so much shit. It sounds really dangerous. I mean when you enter this 'wizzarding world' you could get bitten by a werewolf or a vampire or...God knows what else and then you'll never be the same again!"

Lotte sat down next to Josh,

"Josh, this has always been my world with both my parents being who they are. This is who I am. And I'm sorry, but trust me. I'll be fine, don't worry..."

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Dear Josh,

I hope the owl didn't scare you too much. Hey I'm sorry I'm not going to see you until I come back from Hogwarts at Christmas. Maybe I should have taken your words the other day more seriously. The other day I was in a freak accident. Well I don't know whether to call it an accident or what...But I was bitten. By a vampire. I'm currently at the hospital for wizards and witches and they're giving me a whole lots of creams on the bite, but I seriously don't see the point. Josh, I don't think my world will ever be the same again. They got a full grown vampire in to talk to me the other day, he lives off cow blood. He told me he can't deny his life was changed, but he says he's gotten along just fine. He spends his days trying to track down the vampire that bit him so he can kill him and get his old life back, he sounded so hopeful. I think he's dreaming. He's an idiot, there is no hope.