It all started with one thing. Me, a 12 year old geek, trying to survive in a world of hatred and loneliness. I had only a few friends, and they were great. The only thing is, these friends were fictional. Harry Potter, Hermione Granger, Ron Weasley, and the rest of that crew became my best friends. I had read the books, and seen the movies over and over. It became my life. I would tie my real life into the Harry Potter world, in search of some adventure, and meeting new people.
Pottermore was one of the things I had found while I was 13. I signed up and began to collect points, by brewing potions, and casting spells. Later on I started chatting in the Ravenclaw Common Room, which soon turned into more time in the Great hall. I met tons of great people, and had a lot of help fitting in. (These people will be recognised in a chapter to come. Only a few may have wattpad.) Soon enough, Pottermore took up most of my freetime.
Authors note: Sorry for the really short chapter the next ones will be longer, but not as long as a story I would write or anything. Much love! ~Bella/Bells
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RandomHey, its Bella. Obviously, we are going to start with the small stuff. I'm a werewolf, vampire hybrid, and a Half-Goddess (Athena), Half-Witch. I'm happily taken by Blake, another hybrid, And Half-God (Hades), Half-Wizard. Luna, or Blue star as some...
