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The Life of Albus Potter
Chapter 1: Getting the Letter
I was awoken by my older brother singing (very horribly, may I add.) to the song, "Do the Hippogriff!" By the famous Wizard Rock band, The Weird Sisters. Of course, he had to turn up his radio to full volume.
My name is Albus. Albus Severus Potter. I have jet black hair, and it is messy. Part of my hair covers my eyes, and I like that. I can block out the world. I have emerald green eyes like my dad, but nobody really sees them, since I hide my eyes behind my hair. With pale skin and a little amount of freckles, I really look like my father. Minus the lightning bolt scar and glasses. Also, I just turned eleven years old this very morning.
With a yawn, I tumbled out of bed and went over to my dresser. I picked out clothes for the day, and went into the bathroom. Huh. I got it before Lily or James had gotten it... That's actually really weird...must be on orders or something.
Anyway, I got dressed into a pair of dark black jeans, a red T-shirt that had the symbol of Coca Cola on it, and a black jacket over the shirt. I put on a pair of black high-tops, and I managed to comb my hair, so it was parted to the right and covered my eyes like normal. After brushing my teeth and stuff, I exited the bathroom and went down the stairs.
I slowly and quietly walked I to the kitchen, and I noticed nobody was there. I glanced at the clock. Oh. It was only five thirty. Nobody besides me, and perhaps my dad would be up. But since I was alone, I decided to go sit down in the parlor and pick up a book.
I picked up the book "Hogwarts, A History" and began to read it. I had gotten to chapter four in it when somebody came down. It was six thirty. I glanced into the kitchen, and I was able to see dad pouring himself a cup of coffee. He walked into the parlor, and sat across from me, and he picked up today's Daily Prophet. He didn't notice me sitting there, reading my book, until he looked up to see what time it was.
"Oh, Al! Happy birthday! What are you doing up so early?" He asked, suprised at me being up at this time.
"I'm always up this early. Your just not home at the time, or your sleeping." I said, really quietly.
"Ah, I see. Your mother and sister will be up in a bit. Might have to wake up James... Your mum is in the shower, and your sister is getting dressed. I'm going to go get James up." He then left me to read.
The thing about me is that I have always been the quiet one in my family. Not that I really minded, but my family can get rather loud. No- they can make an explosion from an atomic bomb seem like a lullaby. That's how loud. So whenever we go over the Burrow (my grandparents house) for family parties, I will greet everybody, then go take refuge somewhere in the house.
Usually I take refuge in my Uncle Ron's old room, in his closet. It's at the top of the house, and he has a walk in closet that he enlarged after the war. So, I put in a few bean bags, and I managed to find a mini fridge in my Uncle Charlie's old room. I got a few of the books from my mums old room, and my room, and placed them in here. Meaning, a lot of books. So, this summer already I have read all my Hogwarts course books for first year.
Way off track I was there, wasn't I? Anyway, by eight o'clock (I had got to chapter ten in my boom already), my dad, mum, and little sister Lily, and older brother James were in the kitchen. My brother James came and jumped me, and tackled me.
"Happy birthday, Albie!" Exclaimed Lily as we went into the kitchen. I nodded in reply.
"Here you go, pancakes, your favorite!" Mum said as she placed pancakes that were shaped like Mickey Mouse in front of me.
When I was a kid, I really loved Mickey Mouse, so, mum made me pancakes shaped like his head. And now, everyday on my birthday, I have pancakes shaped like Mickey Mouse.
I smiled as I began to eat them. "Has my Hogwarts letter come yet?" I asked, in my shy voice.
"Nope, Al. I think your going to be a squib." James said, with a smile of mischief on his face.
"James." Mum glared. "No, Al, honey, I believe it'll come later today."
I nodded in reply. "Thanks for th breakfast." I said to my mum in my quiet voice.
"No problem, dear."
"At school, your going to have to speak louder, Albie. Espicely when your with the snakes!" Teased my brother.
"Slytherin, James, you still aren't on about that, are you? I mean, come-" Lily was interrupted by a brown barn owl coming in through the open window.
It was addressed: Mr. A. S. Potter, Kitchen Chair, Number 7, Oak Drive, Oddery St. Cathelope.
It was for me! I opened it quickly. It was my Hogwarts letter!
"All I really need is... Everything minus the books. I already have them all, and I read them all- I only have fifteen more chapter in Hogwarts, A History as well!" I spoke loudly, in excitement, shocking my family.
"So you have a loud voice!" Exclaimed my older Gryffindor brother. "Well, have fun in Slythein!"
I won't be...
I won't be in Slytherin.
Hello, all! My name is Madison, and this is my first fanfiction on this site!
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This book will follow Albus through his life, if all goes as planned. Well, if anything, I really don't have a plan... I go by ear, I wing stuff usually.
Forgive me in advance for my British errors, if there is any, I live in America, so, I have never been, nor do I know anybody personally who is from England.
So, I hope you all enjoy this book!
