Name : Fanny Peter
House : Later you’ll know
Friends : Everyone except Slytherin
Enemy : Slytherin
Crush : You’ll know later
Personality : Nice, don’t talk too much, insecure about herself
Blood : half-blood (her mother : muggle, her father : wizards,they died, lives with grandma)
Grandma: Mrs. Figg
Fanny’s POV
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I look at the window. As you know, I live in Privet Drive, I live with my grandma. I’m 11 years old. My parents died. My granda told me that they were murdered by a really cruel wizard that ever exist in this world. I still look at the window and I see my neighbour, mr and mrs Dursley. They’re not very nice but they’re not so bad either. They have one son, and other boy, I don’t know who it was. Today I see them going somewhere, mr. Dursley speak to that boy, and from his eyes I think he’s a little bit scared of him.
“Grand, why Mr. Dursley always kinda mean to that boy?” I asked
“I don’t know why sweety, maybe because his different?” my grandma said.
“Different? What kind of different?” I asked.
“He just like your father, he’s a wizard, he’s going to hogwarts this year,” my grandma said. “Oh, this a letter that just come today.”
I open that letter, the letter is kinda weird, I read it and kinda bit shock.
“I’m a wizard?” I asked.
“Yes, you are sweety,” my grandma pull me into a hug. “Just like your dad. Go to bed, we will buy things for your school tomorrow.”
“Night grand,” I said
“Night sweety,” my grandma said.
I went to my room, and sighed. Wow, I’m a wizard.
It’s morning already. I wake up and took a bath. And changed my clothes (polyvore.com/untitled_14/set?id=85594824). I come downstairs and grandma already served breakfast. After we finished, my grandma took a train and we went to London. Oh, did I forgot to mention? Mrs. Figg is my grandma from the side of my father. She’s a wizard decendant, but she can’t do magic.
Then, we arrived at diagon alley, my grandma said that name. This place is amazing. It has everything that I couldn’t imagine will exist in this life. I am amazed as I pass by shops and owls and bats. The camera pans on a broom store, where a group of boys are crowded around a shiny broom. We went to Ollivander to buy my wand, I enter to that store alone because my grandma said that she needs to buy something else. When I enter, I saw that boy from my neighbourhood. I see him talking to Ollivander, I think he’s own this shop.
HARRY’S POV
”Sorry, but what’s curious?” I asked.
“I remember every wand I've ever sold, Mr. Potter. It just so happens that the phoenix, whose tail feather resides in your wand gave one other feather, just one. It is curious that you should be destined for this wand when its brother gave you that scar,” Ollivander said while he point at my scar.
“Who wned that?” I asked.
“Oh, we do not speak his name. The wand chooses the wizard, Mr. Potter. It's not always clear why, but I think it is clear that we can expect great things from you. After all, He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named did great things...terrible, yes, but great,” Ollivander said while hand me my wand.
I heard the knock on the door.
“ Harry! Harry! Happy birthday!” Hagrid said while carrying a white owl.
I pay my wand, turn around, and see a blond girl stands at the door. She’s kinda familiar like I already see her before. I smile at her as I walk by to Hagrid. She smiles back at me. Wow, that girl seems nice.
FANNY’S POV
I went back to my grandma, we already get everything that I need. I still can’t wait for tomorrow. I’m going to hogwarts. I buy the book about history of hogwarts. It’s very interesting place.
“Grandma,” I asked to my grandma while we on the way to home.
“Yes dear?” she said.
“I saw that boy today at Ollivander’s,” I said.
“And?” my grandma asked.
“Nothing, I just want to say that,” I lied. I actually want to tell my grandma about the converstion between that boy and Ollivander, but I think it was rude to tell somebody’s business to someone else. It’s not my problem anyway.
The next morning, I wake up, took a bath, change my clothes (polyvore.com/untitled_15/set?id=85594893), bring my trunks to downstairs.
Grandma call taxi and we arrive at King Cross station.
“Grand, it says here I’ve to go to platform 9 ¾, it’s no such things as that,” I said.
“Dear, there’s always something beyond our mind’s,” my grandma said.
We arrived between platform 9 and 10.
“Close your eyes,” my grand said.
And we went to the brick between that platform. I read the sign. HOGWARTS EXPRESS.
“Dear Fanny, don’t forget to write me, don’t find trouble, always be good ok?” grand said. “And try to make friends ok? You are a lot better than you thought you were.”
“I’ll try grand,” I smile. It’s sad to leave my grand alone. She’s the only family that she got left. Well beside many cats that she has in her house. Grand kiss my forehead. I walk by to the train and wave her goodbye.
HARRY’S POV
It’s kinda confused right. Hagrid give me ticket that said platform 9 ¾, I asked to the security and they say that I make a joke. Maybe Hagrid forgot to mention like to knock the brick in the diagon alley. There’s woman, a little girl and four boys walk by, pushing the carts. And I swear I heard that woman says muggle. I follow them.
“Come on. Platform 9 ¾ this way! All right, Percy, you first,” said that woman.
A tall boy with red hair comes forward and runs towards a brick wall. Amazingly, he disappears right into it. I’m amazed.
“Fred, you next,” said that woman.
“He’s not friend, I am!” said the other twin.
“Oh, I’m sorry George,” said that woman.
“I’m only joking, I am Fred,” he runs through the wall, and is followed by his twin brother.
I shake my head in disbelief.
“Excuse me! C-could you tell me how to,” I asked
“How to get on the platform? Yes, not to worry, dear. It's Ron's first time to Hogwarts as well,” said that woman while pan to a red haired boy who smiles. “Now, all you've got to do is walk straight at the wall between platforms 9 and 10. Best do it at a bit of a run if youre nervous.”
“Good luck,” said the little girl.
I takes breath and runs at the wall. I shuts my eyes and emerges on the other side a magnificent station with a red train and bundles of people. A whistle blows, and I sighs with relief.
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Silent Love (Harry Potter Love Story)
FanficI don't own any of the character. Just write the fan fiction for the sake of amusement