Belle

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As Pocahontas walked away after we ran into her, I felt a stabbing pain in my heart. I was rejected like that to in Hogsmeade. I noticed that she had a scar on her arm. Probably a wound mark. Ahead of me was the beauty that was the Hogwarts Express. It was the largest thing I have ever seen, with large boxcars and lots of smoke coming out the top. I wish I had a much better life at home. However, with my mother dead there isn't anything I could do now. My father spent the rest of his life with me. He still cared about me, but at the same time he looked very lonely. He spent time inventing new things and always had brilliant ideas. He would often share his inventions with me and I would help him if he needed help. The village people thought I was different than the rest of them. I knew I was slightly unique because of my love of books, but I never knew this love became something the town thought was weird. As me and my friends walked onto the Hogwarts Express, I felt the pain in my heart grow worse. I thought of my mother, who I think of every day, but I never thought the plague would ever kill her. The more I think of her, the more my heart stings from the pain. I wonder if a plague will wipe out an entire school.



Authors Note: Hey guys! As promised I posted a new chapter! In this chapter, I wanted to go deeper with the characters personal life and learn how they became the people they are. I hope you guys like this chapter and I will see you on Thu

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