Chapter Two

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The first day back to Hogwarts is fat approaching. I am a proud Gryffindor and can't wait for the new level of Transfiguration, my favorite class.

I finally gathered enough money for my guitar and have been playing it nonstop at the Inn lately.

Tom lets me perform every night before my shift. He is like the father I never had.

My mother and father died when I was six from a death eater, no one know which one though. I've always wanted to know the bastard who ruined my life, but have been unsuccessful.

Uncle Max is my father's brother. He's a muggle and the village we live in is not part of the magical world. Max isn't a wizard either and Tom doesn't know about my powers. When I go to Hogwarts he just thinks I go to a boarding school in London. He's never questioned it.

My mother was my best friend. We did everything together. Make breakfast in our fuzzy socks while blaring music and dancing on the tiled kitchen floors. I still dream of those days when we would sing our favorite verses to songs while making delicious meals.

She was my rock.

My best friend.

Father was a businessman who was at the office most of the day. Although he would always spend time to read my stories at night. My favorite was The Wizard Of Oz. I always imagined the wizarding world to be like it was in the story. But when I went to Diagon Alley for my sixth birthday, I was completely disproven. It was so much better than I imagined and leaves me in complete awe.

Both of my parents were extraordinary wizards with amazing powers. When I say my father was a businessman, I mean he was the head of the department of magical creatures at the Ministry of Magic. My mother was a retired Chudley Cannon Quiditch Beater. When she had me, she decided to settle down at home to raise me.

She gave up her dream for me.

I will forever be great full for that. But I will never be able to thank her.

I miss my parents everyday.

At the village and around Tom, I am happy and carefree. Especially when I'm signing or playing my instruments. But when I get to Hogwarts I'm a completely different person. I freeze up. I become really shy. I don't know what it is, but I just can't seem to make friends.

Everyone is always whispering about how quiet and reserved I am. No one knows I have talent or why I have no parents. I try to keep that hidden.

But this year I want to make a change.

I'm bringing my new guitar and I am going to make my self known.

I want to try new things. Maybe I'll try some pranking...who knows?

I just know that I want to get out of the shadows.

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Hey! Sorry for the slow updates but I have been struggling with really bad anxiety lately and haven't been able to update. And sorry for the really short chapter. I will make the next one longer! 

-Gracie

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