Staring down from the window of the second floor, watching the first years arrive. A tradition of mine since I was five years old. Now, I am finally 11. Finally. It's my turn.
Alright let's step back for a second.
Hi. My name is Valeria, Val for short. Most young witches and wizards dream of the day they get to go to hogwarts. I've been here since I was five years old. I am an orphan, and for some crazy reason Albus Dumbledor and Minerva Mcgonagall were landed with me. Most of my time here is spent reading books in the library or helping Hagrid with his, unique pets. During the school term, I used to sort of, stalk the students. Alright so when you are six years old and a bunch of teenagers with their drama and school work are wandering the halls. It can be overwhelming. So I would hang out with Hagrid, read books in my room (Which was a renovated storage closet) and get lectured by Minerva for pranking students. She could never prove it was me, but somehow she always knew. Sometimes she would send me to Albus' office but he would just give me sweets and tell me about stupid things students did. I liked being in his office. As I got older he would let me just hang out in the office. He knew I didn't like being in the library during the school term, cause it was always full of older kids who would either treat me as a baby or first years who would ask why a child was at Hogwarts. Like, hello. We are all children. I was just a smaller one.
However, all of that is about to change. I am a first year now. The first years aren't here yet. I check every hour to see if they have arrived even though Minerva told me they won't be here until it gets dark. I check anyway. Right now, I am feeling like having some sweets. So I head over to Albus' office, mumble the password and make my way up the stairs. He isn't here right now, weird he is always in here anxiously awaiting the first years. He keeps up this all knowing persona which he is fairly all knowing to be honest. Yet he still gets nervous for the new year. I do too. New people are scary, you never know what they are gonna be like. Usually they are just people but sometimes you get a nasty Slytherin, obnoxious Gryffindor or arrogant Ravenclaw. Usually the Hufflepuffs cause no trouble. Some of them do smoke weed though. I help them hide it sometimes by letting them know when the prefects are onto them. I pop a caramel sweet into my mouth and swing around on Albus' chair. His office has a window seat in the back where I usually read books but sometimes I like to sit in his chair just cause I can. He assured me I could still come up here during the term if anything got too much for me or if I just wanted to read in my window nook, but if a student is coming up I have to close the curtain so they don't feel like their privacy is being invaded. Which I understand.
I get up from his chair and move to my window space. I'm already ahead on first year material, I know the theory of all first year classes almost off by heart. It is possible to get bored here after six years. As I am re-reading my potions book for the second time, Albus arrives.
"Hello Val," He smiled at me.
"Hi," I smile back.
"The first years are arriving you know," He says as a smirk sprawls across his face. My eyes go wide as I jump up and race down the stairs. "BE NICE! MAKE FRIENDS WITH THE RIGHT PEOPLE!" He yells after me. I take no notice, only one thing on my mind. People my age. For the first time ever. I won't be a year younger, or six years younger. I can make actual friends. Go to classes instead of just studying the curriculum when I feel like it. I reach the bottom of the stairs, quickly and elegantly, crash into my bedroom door. I swing open the door and slam it behind me. My things have been packed to move into whichever house I get sorted into for weeks now. I change into my robes and run back out of my room. Albus has my wand. He kept it since we got it from Ollivander's last week. I turn towards his office to find him standing there, my wand in his right hand and a hairbrush in the left.
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Happy potter and the orphan girl
Fiksi PenggemarValeria begins her first year at Hogwarts. An orphan with little knowledge about her background, she discovers so much about herself and changes the course of history. Rah, harru pottah