And here we are, my first Harry Potter Fanfiction, I've been a huge fan of the books and the films for a long time, just don't know why I didn't write any of it sooner.
Anyway, here is a little tip with my HP Fics, there are going to be mostly based on the books, even thou the films are good but there are some scenes I wished they put in the films, but it to do with my OC's to get more characters develop.
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The small family live a simple life hidden within the Muggle village, even though their house is just on the outskirts it is a perfect location for their work, the care of Magical Creatures. Their back-garden is surrounded by thick woodland and beyond that is the coast to a small beach for them to use, and to keep nosy Muggles away Protective Charms are to make them hurry off somewhere else.
Today is any normal day for Terra Scamander, 11-year-old girl with light brown wavy hair tied in a ponytail, hazel eyes, at an average height for any girl her age. She wonders through the woods, enjoying and taking her time, tracing her hand on the barks of the trees, till she stops at one that has a small hole, big enough to put her hand in.
"Lulu?" she says.
Inside the hole, is a small Bowtruckle, no more than 3 inches tall, making a happy squeal while rushing out of the tree, jumping into Terra's waiting hands.
"Good morning Lu," Terra greeted with a smile, looking down at the tree spirit. "Still need to get used to being out here Lu, I should be getting my Hogwarts Letter soon."
The Bowtruckle looked down sadly, Terra felt guilty at the thought of leaving Lulu behind.
"Come on, Grandfather is popping by today."
That seemed to cheer up Lulu, Terra places her in her front pocket and makes her way back.
Entering the gate to the small back garden, full of vegetable patches that are placed near the cottage, a small Shed on one corner and a Greenhouse at the other corner, a little pond filled with small fish and on the side common frogs croaked happily on the Lilypad's, she noticed the Kitchen window is wide open so the Post Owls can pop in and out, not far from the window stand a wood pole with arms for any passing bird to rest, have a drink or a little nibble with dishes fill with water and treats.
Opening the back door that leads into the Kitchen, after taking off her shoes and putting on her slippers, she enters the room, where her Father, Oliver Scamander, her Brother Rolf sat at the breakfast table, Rolf eating a bowl of porridge while Oliver is reading the paper, whereas in the back ground the radio is playing tunes, and the pots are cleaning up themselves in the sink.
"Morning Terra," her father greeted her.
"Good morning dad, morning Rolf," she greets back as she makes her way to the table taking her seat as a bowl of steaming porridge floats in front of her on the table.
"Morning Sis, morning Lu," Rolf replied, Lulu popped her head out of Terra's pocket.
"Terra you know Lulu is to be in her tree," Oliver says, folding the paper and placing it on the table.
YOU ARE READING
Humble & Wild
FantasyBeing the Granddaughter of the Famous Newt Scamander has it's perks, but being so much like her Grandfather and his Passion for Magical Creatures cannot be helped, and she doesn't mind that in the slightest. Her story begins when she gets a Letter f...
