Part 1

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Yeah, today is the day where all students will be going to Hogwarts again since their school holiday of last year has ended. And yup, I'm about to become one of them because I'm going there today too. Ugh, one thing I hate about moving schools is that every time I move, I have to start all over again. From being the 'new student', to having some 'best friend', to getting bullied by 'haters', to being 'myself' and showing what 'I'm worth', to get some 'appreciation' and people 'accept' me as I am, then to 'leave' the school, and repeat all over again. This has happened since I was in first grade. Ever since I was in first grade, and started moving around, I would get hopes that every school will be different and nicer. But nah, it's just the same things that happen every time, it feels like you can't escape from your past. I know, I know. You might be saying, if I don't like being the new student every time, then why did I leave my schools? Well, now it's the 21st century so it's pretty obvious why I got to move so often. My dad's work, duh. Even though I hate being a 'new student', what I love about moving is that I get to see the other side of people's world. Like their places, cultures, traditions, foods, clothes, and even games. All though I'm not gonna talk too much about that.

Okay, so here I am, in front of Hogwarts. As soon as I stepped outside from my dad's car, a group of wind went smoothly through my face. It made me calm honestly because I was having a bit of anxiety. I then proceed walking to the front gate of Hogwarts, and as I open the door that leads me to the assembly place that the students need to go every Monday to get new information, people's eyes are on me. Ugh why, I thought to myself, I don't like being stared at by hundreds of students. I stood there, in the middle of the assembly place, not knowing where to go, until the head of school, Dumbledore, asked me to go to him. So I walk casually, till I reach Dumbledore's stand, and of course, I avoid eye contacts from students. Well since they had a big mouth, and they whispered like normal talking, I heard everything they said to me. All though I didn't really pay attention till the part some students said that I'm fine, or pretty, or hot. I was flustered. Yeah I know, but I'm a very sensitive and emotional person, it comes easily and quickly.

As I stood next to him, he announced. "Students, pls may I have your attention. This year, at this very beginning, we have a new student, pls welcome, (y/n)." He finishes.

I smiled and waved a little while others were cheering and welcoming me. It felt nice and very different from other schools that I went to before. Then after the students cheered, they all stopped and went to their classes as they will be starting shortly. While the students started to disappear, Dumbledore asked me to stay with him, so he could have a talk. He talked about the rules and stuff and then he gave me the timetable for my first semester. I thanked him and said goodbyes as we both parted in different directions. I realized that I had History for the first lesson, not bad, I thought to myself. As I reached the classroom, I stepped inside it only to be hearing quietness as all eyes were on me, again!.

I said "Hi, sorry for being late." And the teacher, who apparently called Mr. Snape replied to my comment, and wasn't mad at me since he knew that it was my first day of school. He looked around the classroom and asked me to sit in the middle of the classroom as he thought that way I could participate more and he could see me clearly. I moved swiftly through tables that had been set all over the classroom, and sat in the middle. People's eyes soon moved away from me since Mr. Snape had started talking again. It was pretty quiet, and no one had spoken to me yet, probably just scared to get mad by Mr. Snape, I thought. I then continued for the second lesson till it was break time. I went to the cafeteria, and people's eyes lit up as they tried to talk to me, and I simply replied back. As I got my food, I looked around to where I could sit, and saw many offers out there. It was clearly hard to pick since this never happened to me before, but someone's eyes caught my attention and decided to sit with him and his group, I suppose. "Hey can I sit here?" I asked very softly. "Yeah, sure." He replied, in a very calm tone. I sat down and started eating, but stopped as I realized that I got stalkers. They literally look at me while I'm eating and act like I can't see them doing it.

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