*~♥𝔜𝔬𝔲𝔯 𝔉𝔬𝔯𝔤𝔢𝔱𝔱𝔞𝔟𝔩𝔢♥~*

*~♥𝔓𝔯𝔬𝔩𝔬𝔤𝔲𝔢♥~*

Quartz Lightness Sanity Sparrow Way never really stood out. With her basic brown hair, boring brown eyes, and shy demeanor, Sparrow was painfully average. She always sat in the back of the class, in the corner, as far away as she could get from her classmates. The other girls in class always whispered and giggled about her, making up rumors amongst themselves about Sparrow. At the beginning of the year, Sparrow had admitted to not being interested in boys when asked, and had become a social outcast among the other girls an her class because of it. Sparrow wasn't interested in romance at all to be honest, but figured the other girls had taken that to mean she was interested in them, and had decided to keep their distance out of disgust.

One of Sparrow's few friends was outside of school; every day, on her way home from school, she would stop outside the Dursley's house, where she would sneak around back and peer into a cracked window to talk to her friend. Her friend was a young boy of about her age named Harry Potter. He lived with the Dursley's because his parents had died and they were the closest family he had. But they didn't treat him well; often, Sparrow would come over to talk to Harry and see him covered in bruises and other such wounds, his already ragged clothes torn even further. Sparrow had suggested Harry running away to stay with her and her family many times, but poor Harry was too scared of his abusive guardians to feel safe agreeing. So, Sparrow spent her evenings visiting with Harry, keeping him company.

One day, on her way home from a particularly rough day at middle school, Sparrow was met by Harry - outside his house, for once! - running up to her, a bright smile on his face.

"Sparrow! Sparrow!" Harry called, coming to a stop in front of her. "Look what I got!"

Sparrow looked down at the piece of paper in Harry's hand. It was a letter, inviting him to a school she'd never heard of before - Hogwarts.

"What's Hogwarts?" Sparrow asked softly, looking up at Harry. Her brown eyes shimmered as involuntary tears began to build up. "Where is it? Is it... Is it far?"

"It's a wizard school for wizards!" Harry responded enthusiastically, and then slumped when he saw Sparrow's expression. "It's... It's in the wizard world, which is separated from this one by magic... It's not far, but... I don't think we'd be able to see each other anymore..."

Sparrow sniffed, wiping her eyes with the sleeve of her hoodie.

"It's okay!" Sparrow said, forcing cheer into her voice. "I'm happy for you! I really am! I didn't know you were a wizard..."

"Me neither," Harry said sheepishly, "I just found out today... Apparently my mom and dad were really important in the wizard world, and now I need to... Fulfill a prophecy or something? I don't know, but I know I have to go,just to get away from the Dursley's..."

"I understand," Sparrow said sincerely, "I just want the best for you, Harry. You're my friend! I care about you."

Harry smiled, sniffling a bit.

"Thank you, Sparrow."

"Of course," Sparrow responded with a smile of her own. "This is exciting! Do you want me to help in any way? If I can, of course..."

"Yes!" Harry agreed enthusiastically. "You can... You can help me practice magic! I'm supposed to get my wand soon, so I'll come find you so you can help me practice once I get it!"

"That sounds good," Sparrow said. She let Harry give her a hug, loosely wrapping her arms around him in turn. She waved as he ran back towards his house, still full of excitement.

Sparrow stared after Harry long after he was out of sight, feeling a slight sinking feeling in her chest. She was scared of losing one of her only friends, but there wasn't really anything she could do.

Letting out a steadying breath, Sparrow continued on her way home, trying her best to feel happy for Harry despite the fact he would soon be leaving.