𝔄𝔩𝔢𝔵𝔞𝔫𝔡𝔯𝔞 𝔗𝔥𝔲𝔫𝔡𝔢𝔯 never had a perfect life. Stuck in an Orphanage with no friends or company, she has never felt more alone. One day, her entire life turns upside down when a strange woman under strange circumstances shows up at the...
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Chapter 1
Here I was. In this place called Diagon Alley, holding a small, leather pouch filled with this curious currency called that had ‘galleons’, ‘knuts’ and ‘sickles’. Why you might ask? Well, apparently, I’m a witch. McGonagall told me so. She said that I was a witch and that I should go attend a school called Hogwarts. At first, I was hesitant. Why would go to a wizarding school? No such things exist, right? I thought they didn’t, but the stern and serious look on McGonagall’s face told me so otherwise. I was a witch, and there would be no denying it.
I took the chance of being able to leave the miserable place I called home, and decided to go to Hogwarts. Any place would be better than the one I was living in. They would give me classes, food, and (hopefully) I could acquire some needed friends. The thought of that made me hysterically laugh, but sooner or later, I’ll have to admit that I do really need them.
At first, I wondered where and how I would get all of the necessary school equipment. I mean, I don’t have any money, and where would I find wizarding stuff in Britain? Well, it appears that Hogwarts has a student loan that I could borrow from to get my school things, even though they all had to be second hand— except my wand that is. Embarrassment filled my head, as I would probably be the only one in the entire school wearing a tattered uniform or owning old sets of books.
Before I could trail further down my thoughts, I bumped into something... or rather someone. I thoroughly eyed the girl that stood in front of me. Her bushy, brown hair stood out, as well as her large front teeth that looked adorable when she gave me a smile.
”I’m so sorry! I didn’t see you there!” The girl apologized, helping me up.
”N-no issue,” I dismissed, giving her a small smile.
”But I am terribly sorry... my name is Hermione Granger. You are?” Hermione asked.
”Erm... A-Alex,” I stuttered. I hesitated in telling her my real and full name, since I didn’t know this stranger. Maybe I can tell her later?
”Oh.” I could see the disappointment and sadness in her eyes.
”A-Alexandra Th-th-Thunder,” I fully introduced myself, “I-I’m going to Hogwarts t-this year. M-my first year. S-sorry about my s-stutter.” I turned beet red.
She gave me a sympathetic and warm smile, “No problem at all. Guess what? I’m going to Hogwarts too! Why don’t we buy our stuff together?”
I turned even more red when she asked me that. Why was she being so kind to me? I had always received the end of bullying and rage, I didn’t experience kindness and compassion for so long. That was one of the reasons I took in Cora... I knew she had a rough life in the streets, and I wanted to give her something more. Something precious. Love. Something I haven’t had for a long, long time.
