In a world where enchantment knows no bounds, Y/N leads a double life, bound by the most sacred of secrets. With a mere thought, she transcends into the hallowed halls of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, a realm of magic and wonder. Yet...
My boyfriend, Ryan, leans over to inspect my phone with a puzzled expression. "Who the fuck is that?"
"Chill babe, he's a made up character from Harry Potter" I roll my eyes, showing him the edit I was looking at
Ryan arches an eyebrow. "I don't remember seeing him in the movies you made me watch."
"That's because, as I said, he's made up. He was brought up in the books just once I think. Not sure though cause I don't read." I giggle. "Everyone pretty much decided this guy is him."
"You fangirls are so weird." he chuckles
"Shut it." I slap his arm
After spending some time at Ryan's house, I return home and arrange my belongings on my bed. Retrieving my journal, I'm reminded of my recent rekindled obsession with Harry Potter. I decide to dedicate another scrapbook page, this time focusing on the iconic trio: Harry, Ron, and Hermione. As a Gryffindor, my scrapbook is filled with pages dedicated to them. While working on my page, I start the first movie on my laptop.
"God, I wish I could go there." I sigh after completing the page about an hour into the film.
Noticing a blank space in the middle of my scrapbook, inspiration strikes, and I decide to write a poem.
" Until that day when I may finally be,
A witch at Hogwarts, boundless and free,
I'll keep the flame of hope forever bright,
Dreaming of Hogwarts in the starry night."
A tear falls onto my page, catching me off guard.
"Fuck!" I say as I try to wipe it before it smudges my ink
"Why am I crying right now?" I scoff and wipe my cheeks.
I set my journal aside and lie down on my pillow. The soothing sound of rain outside lulls me into a peaceful state, and just as I'm about to drift off to sleep, I find myself smiling as the distant sound of a train approaching grows nearer.
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My eyes snap open, startled by the distant voice calling out,
"Anything from the trolley!"
I gaze around in astonishment, my eyes widening to their limits.
"Oh my god." Is all that comes out
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My eyes dart around the carriage, and the realization dawns upon me, I am in THE Hogwarts Express.
I scan the area, seeing that I am seated alone in a booth, with bags that have my name on them in front of me. My gaze drifts downward to see that I am in a robe.
