• IS IT A CRIME ! T.NOTT

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IS IT A CRIME !
[CHAPTER ONE]
OWL AND ENVELOPE

     slowly but surely the 15 year old started to wake himself up with the sound of his grandmothers radio playing loudly. eoghan groaned and rolled his eyes as he shot his body up. "fuck sake!" the irish boy groaned again and put his hands over his eyes, blocking any vision. he violently rubbed his eyes with the palms of his soft hands until he felt the need to stop which he did 3 short seconds later.

the brunette got up slowly out of his bed and stretched his back as he stared at the ground, his eyes groggy and tired. he finally moved his head up to view the rest of his bedroom. something unusual caught his eye. a live owl that was perched on his clothes drawer. he yelped and shot back against his bed, his stomach churning and eyes wide from shock. "what in the world?!" the boy questioningly yelled out and glared at the large bird.

he focused his vision and noticed that it had a letter attached to its beak. gripping on to the corner of the envelope but not damaging it. he took a deep breath and went to investigate the large feathered animal that sat not even a foot away from him. he moved off of his bed with caution as the bird stayed there, large eyes staring at him.

eoghan nodded as he got closer and then swiftly took the envelope out of its mouth as the owl flapped it wings and settled down. it stayed and didn't move as if it was in its natural habitat. eoghan looked at the envelope that had gold writing on the back and a large red stamp that enclosed the envelope. he looked at it with a strange glance noticing the large and extravagant H outlined in the the stamp. he checked multiple times being sure the letter was address to him, and it was.

"MR. EOGHAN ROSIER" were the large fancy letters written in pure gold. he turned the envelope around and started to slowly and carefully peel it open. he finally got the envelope open after what felt like an hour and he slid out the piece of parchment paper. inside was a long letter that he read slowly.

"professer m mcgonagall? who the blood hells that?" brody asked himself as he looked down at the letter and read the first few words in his head.

Dear Mr. Rosier,

I am sincerely sorry that this letter is only finding you now. I am pleased to inform you that you have been accepted at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.

Although you're already a large way through your school journey, we at Hogwarts will provide you with extra tutoring, guidance and resources so you are caught up on common knowledge and understanding for your year.