If Sherlock went to Hogwarts (Fanfiction)

Author's Note.

A/N Please read this: I know she will probably never see this but I'd like to devote the next chapter- in fact all of my chapters I will ever write- To Miss Certin. She was my English teacher two years ago although what she taught me still resides with me today. She set me down at Parents evening and talked to my mum about my creative writing. This was before I knew I was dyslexic and I thought I was stupid and although it's bad not knowing you have dyslexia it also made me try harder, having no excuses for my poor spelling or grammar or the fact that I often repeat words. I tried my best because I thought I was stupid and if every other normal person can write so so can I. She said she loved how I didn't let my poor spelling prevent me from using big words. She said she loved how I didn't let my poor grammar prevent me from writing complex sentences. Basically she said that she loved how I didn't let dyslexia get in my way for my love of creative writing. She taught me that those things can be pretty much fixed by using a program or a single button on a computer but that imagination can only come from you. So thank you because Ladies and Gentlemen, Miss Certin is why you are reading this story. Enjoy.