Teenage Daydream (marauders era)

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(TW mention of suicide)
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Wednesday, July 31st, 1971

I woke up with a fright. Dazed and in a cold sweat. I had another dream. This has always happened ever since my father died. About once a month I have dreams where I wake up shaking. Scared but not remembering what it was I dreamed about. Mother says that there's nothing wrong every time I bring it up but she isn't the most reliable person to talk to. Still a little shaken I decide to get up knowing I'm not going to be able to go back asleep. I pull my long dark hair into a bun and get dressed. Today was a relatively normal morning. Mother locked herself in her room like she's done ever since dad died, and I'm left doing everything by myself.

I pour myself a bowl of cereal, sit down at the dining table, and look out the window at the sunrise. I've always thought about what it would be like if my father didn't die. Maybe I would still be in school. Maybe I would have friends. Maybe mum would be a better mother. He was never a good father. Always away at work and when he was home, he was either pissed or fighting with my mother. I never tried to pay attention to it. Hid behind books and music my whole life so I never got much of a childhood but then last year he died, mom became depressed, and then I suddenly felt more alone than I already was. It was what seemed like hours later when I heard a knock on the door.

'Weird' I thought to myself. I went to the door and opened it to see a tall, frail-looking woman. Couldn't be more than 40 years of age. She was dressed in funny green and black long robes with what looked like a black witch's hat.

"Hello." the strange woman said. Her voice was shrill and intimidating but calm at the same time. Eveline didn't know exactly what happened at that moment but she didn't know what to say. There was this strange woman at her house that she didn't know, but something about her was oddly familiar and comforting.

"Oh um, hi.' I stood there for a few moments confused, not knowing what to do then finally asking 'Who are you?"

"I'm Professor McGonagall.' McGonagall said more calmly this time. 'You must be confused. I'm here to drop off your letter." She handed it to me. The letter read,

Ms. E Williams
The Front Bedroom
Brixton Rd.
SW9

Still very confused, I opened the letter. At the top, it read Hogwarts School Of Witchcraft and Wizardry. My eyebrows furrowed slightly as I kept reading.

"I'm sorry you must have the wrong house. I can't be a, oh what was it,' I looked down at the letter again 'a... a wizard." I spoke without thinking

"Oh but you are, well a witch not a wizard." The woman paused for a moment thinking of what to say. "Has anything ever happened where you moved objects without touching them? Or have you ever broken something like a cup when you got angry" Mcgonagall said calmly

Eveline began thinking. It has happened before especially after my father died, or when I got into fights with my mother. It made sense but at the same time, I was in disbelief. When I didn't say anything McGonagall spoke up

"Is your mother around? I think it would be good for me to speak to her before I start explaining the situation."

"Um yes, I'll go and fetch her," I said rather quickly, trying to get away from the awkwardness that was the conversation. I shuffled away to my mothers' room across the hall and knocked on the door trying to see if she was awake.

"Bugger off I'm sleeping." she said in a rather rude (the only way she seems to talk to me these days). 'Well that answers that then' I thought to myself, trying not to roll my eyes.

"Um, there's this woman at the door." I say trying to be calm seeing as the strange woman was at the end of the hall "Her name is Mcgonagall, apparently a professor. She handed me a letter telling me she wanted to talk to you."