Is This Okay?

The scent I instantly recognised

Life for me has always been easy. The family who adopted me as a baby have always spoilt me so that I've stayed with them. I'm a witch. They're magic too... They're some of the smartest of their age actually.

Sorry how rude of me I forgot to introduce myself. I'm Layla-Mae. Before you ask... No I don't know my last name and I refuse to take my adopted name... Wheezlerutz. It's pathetic. I used to attend Beauxbatton Academy but I've recently transferred to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. I'm about to begin my 1st year there but I'm guaranteed to be an outcast as I'm starting in 3 years in and half way into a year. I'm going to be a 3rd year with the very famous Harry Potter. I have brown-ish ginger-ish hair that's naturally straight and very long but I take the time to loosely curl the ends so I look nice. My eyes are brown too.

Now back to why my life is easy../ I can change my appearance to whatever I want. If I want to be an animal and run away I have this weird thing that allows me to turn into a wolf. I'm an animagus.

I don't know my real dad and I know that my real mum is dead. I've moved here to England because I want to find my dad. My adoptive family are so supportive and have moved here to help me.

*on my first day*

I look like a complete idiot... I'm stood towering alone waiting to be sorted while the rest of my year are sat down watching this ceremony take place.

"Now before we begin the Easter feast, we have a 3rd year student who is new here and needs to be sorted... Layla would you like to come up?" An old witch who Dumbledore introduced me to just 5 minutes ago and I've already forgotten her name... McGonagal? Something like that...

I quickly walk up but notice half the teachers staring at me, their jaws dropped and they look like I'm a famous person or something. I shake it off and sit down. The witch places a hat on my head and it begins to talk. "A third year? Lovely to have a new student," Th hat began. "Very rare magic runs in your veins.. This will be difficult to you sometimes but at other times it will help you and your friends from great danger... It's got to be... GRYFFINDOR!!!" The hat beamed.

I stood up as everyone began to clap and walked to the table of Gryffindors and sat beside two identical red heads.

"Hi I'm Fred and he's George" one smiled at me as I shook both their hands.

"Layla" I smile back. The feast begins.

Soon we were taken up to the Gryffindor commonroom where a bushy haired, beautiful girl ran up to me, "Hi I'm Hermione..." Ahh so she's miss Hermione Granger... "This is Ron and Harry!" She signals to two boys behind her... Harry Potter and Ron Weasley... "We're in your year too... We're going to be your friends!" She stated as if it were a fact.

"Thanks" I say thankfully... At least someone likes me!

"It's fine! Anyway Hermione show her to her bunk in your dorm.. She needs rest!" Ron laughed pulling Harry upstairs. Looks likes they've gained another friend. Me.

*a few weeks later*

Thankfully I've settled in so easily here and everyone's so nice. Ron's younger sister Ginny is amazing and so sweet. We've bonded so quickly. And Malfoy's an arse.

Hermione, Harry, Ron and I all went to the Defence against the dark arts classroom and sat down. We had just about got all our books open when professor Snape entered rather than the usual professor Lupin. How weird?

"Professor Lupin finds himself unable to teach at this moment in time so I will be taking the class today... Turn to page 394." The greasy git snarled at us.

"Werewolves? We shouldn't be learning this yet? That's 3 weeks ahead of schedule?" I noted, confused.

"WE ARE LEARNING ABOUT WEREWOLVES. But I guess you already know all about them. A10 points from gryfindor for your attitude." Snape snarled.