Chapter 2
Chapter 2
It was late evening in the orphanage, everyone was asleep except for one. Taylor potter was lying in her bed wide awake, she couldn't sleep especially when she has just found out that she has been using magic all her life, although she only realized today that it is magic she has been using. She came to this realization because there is nothing else that can explain these weird things happening around her.
The bruises that she got in the morning seemed to fade away into nothing. There was no evidence that she had a door slammed in her face or had been pushed around.
She rolled over to one side of the bed and looked at her alarm clock, it read 14:28.
"God" she groaned.
"This is hopeless, im not going to get any sleep tonight."
So, Taylor sat up and slowly got out of bed, she got dressed in the same clothes as yesterday, and slowly and quietly made her way out of her room.
It was eerily quiet as she crept down the stairs on tiptoes, so as to not make a sound because the last thing she wanted is to wake up Ms. Pepski.
She finally made her way down the stairs and onto the hallway where she walked until she got to the front door. She opened the door slowly trying to make as little sound as she could when the door made a loud groaning sound.
Taylor took in a deep breathe and stayed stood on the spot, hoping no one heard. After what felt like forever she let the breathe she was holding in, out through her nose and made her way outside.
"Yes, I made it outside without waking anyone up" she said excitingly in a whisper.
She walked outside the orphanage grounds until she got to the fencing that surrounds the orphanage and she climbed up and over it and fell on her backside on the other side.
"Ouch," Taylor said muttering out loud to herself.
She walked towards the park and sat on a bench to think things through. She liked to sit outside at night when no one else was there because she found it calming and no one could stare at her as though she is weird or different.
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Peck, peck.
"Go away" Taylor groaned sleepily.
Peck, peck.
"Go awa…arghhhhhh" Taylor screamed opening her eyes and jumping off the bench with surprise etched on her face.
Sitting next to her was an old grey owl pecking at her with its beak.
Finally with all the courage she could muster she took a few steps closer to the owl and noticed a letter tied onto its leg.
"Is that for me" she asked the bird curiously.
'Hoot, hoot' the owl replied.
"I'll take that as a yes then" Taylor replied.
She went toward the bird with her hand outstretched and untied the letter off the bird, the owl hooted and flew away.
Taylor went back to the bench and sat down whilst turning the letter over.
Miss T. potter,
St Mary's park,
The bench,
Euston,
London,
"What a strange address" she said out loud to herself.
She slowly turned the letter over and broke the seal, and then she took out the letter.
HOGWARTS 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 Potter,
We are pleased to inform you that you have a place at Hogwarts School of witchcraft and wizardry. Please find enclosed a list of all necessary books and equipment.
Term begins on 1st September. The Hogwarts express leaves platform 9 ¾, kings cross station at 11 in the morning promptly.
Yours Sincerely,
Minerva McGonagall
Deputy Headmistress.
Taylor sat in shocked silence, she was right, magic is real. It still shocked her though, after all its not everyday you get told you're a witch and have magic.
"Oh no" Taylor gasped loudly whilst jumping up from the bench.
It was getting quite late in the morning and ms.pepski will be waking her up in the orphanage at any minute now.
She quickly rushed to the orphanage and jumped over the fencing and quietly let herself inside.
"Good no one is awake" she thought to her self whilst shutting the front door.
'Cough, cough.'
Taylor quickly turned around and came face to face with ms.pepski.