Hiya! This is the beginnings of a story I had hand written in this composition book, (the first five chapters) and I figured I would type it all and publish it here, and (possibly) finish it.
Just
so you know, I don't own the characters or the setting or anything
you remember from the books or movies. That's J.K. Rowling's
lovely mind at work.
275 words.
September
1st, 1970
Hogwarts Train
Time to put the journal I received for my birthday to use. I've had it for the longest time; my birthday was in January. I figured I could use it when I was bored, as I am now. Anywho, I've already met a few people:
Lucius Malfoy- A platinum-blonde pureblood. (He let me know upfront.) He looks maybe second or third year Slytherin. Nothing else really to describe him, except maybe a little on the bossy side. I won't begin to describe what I saw him doing to a first year earlier. He said he liked me…
James Potter- The biggest second biggest git I have ever met. He is in his 1st year like me, but that is as far as similarities go. I don't believe I have to elaborate on the subject.
Sirius Black- Absolutely THE biggest git I have ever met. Enough said.
Peter Pettigrew- Anyone who associates themselves with that 'Black' person I find despicable. I don't trust him.
I ran into a few others, but I don't know their names, like this beautiful girl I bumped into in the corridor on my way to the bathroom. She looked about my age…
The train just stopped. I think we're there.
-Severus
