A tale of a young dreamer who runs away from their wizarding home after a shocking discovery from Hagrid. This youngster then assumes a new identity and starts off on a whole new path; but will it be one of good or one of evil? A humorous, coming of...
You're name is Plobbus McFinn. It is the eve of your 11th birthday. You're so excited to join Hogwarts next year. You feel perfectly content as you blow out the glowing candles on your cake, surrounded by your family. As you go to blow them out you make a wish; you wish that you will do well at your first year of Hogwarts. Suddenly, before you can blow out your candles, all of the lights go out in the house. You can feel your birthday candles, and your wish with them, go out with a poof. Suddenly the house begins to shake and vibrate with the sound of footsteps and an abrupt knock at the door. WHAT!!!!! Hagrid is at the door!! WHAT IS HE DOING HERE?!!! Hagrid's boots tread mud across the floor and the floorboards creak as he slumps down on the sofa, making several springs pop out of the aged couch. Hagrid's voice is deep and worn with age. You've met him before once or twice when picking up your brothers at the end of the Hogwarts year but this time he seems different. Grave, serious, almost apologetic. He continues to talk on and on and his presence seems strangely expected to everyone else in the room. But why would he be invited? Suddenly a sentence from his lips both illuminates and destroys your whole life;
"You're a SQUIB, Plobbus."
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