All water has a perfect memory and is forever trying to get back to where it was.
-Toni Morrison
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6 years ago- England
“Oh my God!” My brother shrieked, excitement lighting up his features, “I can’t believe this, I’m….magic!”
“How amazing!” Sequin agreed, peering over his shoulder to read the letter.
“Is this legitimate?” I asked, “This could all be some kind of hoax.”
“Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry!” Renn clung the letter to his chest and spun in a circle, “Where the magic dwell.”
“Head master…Albus Dumbledore.” Sequin read, twirling a strand of dark hair around her finger.
“How can this be real?” Renn asked.
“Because it might not be,” I insisted, “It’s just a letter. There’s no proof.”
Renn wrapped his arms around my shoulders.
“Just think about it, Mals,” He whispered, “Magic.”
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4 years ago- 1st Year-The Hogwarts Express
The carriage was remarkably small. I had no idea how they could fit hundreds of students onto a train with carriages this size. Was it a magic thing? Bigger on the inside?
Oh wait. That’s the TARDIS.
It was with great determination that I had claimed an empty carriage for me and Sequin. I’d had a preview of some of the people I could be sitting next to and most of them didn’t look too…
Hygienic.
I watched my sister as she looked out the window, observing as family’s hugged their children and groups of friends laughed and joked around. I felt my stomach tighten. When we left mum and dad were tearful, but Renn? He just walked off, not saying a word, off to join his Slytherin friends.
Apparently he was ‘too good’ for us now.
“Excited?” Sequin asked.
“You have to ask?”
“Yes!” She squeaked, “I can’t believe we’re finally going to Hogwarts. The way Renn talks about it, it ought to be amazing!”
“When?” I asked, “When did he talk? He never does, only to insult us.”
“His going through a phase.” I scoffed, but said nothing. No conversation meant no awkward conversations; and I was fine with the silence.
There was knock on the carriage door. The silence was broken. I looked up to see a girl dressed from head to toe in Goth. She wore her hair out, showing off the coloured streaks dotted through.
“Hi,” She chirped in an Australian accent, “Can I sit here?”
“Of course,” Spoke Sequin, “The more the merrier right?” Wrong.
“Thanks.” She said as she wheeled her baggage in, “I’m Electra Tonelli. Nice to meet you.”
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The Wild Side
FanfictionMaladie Cain thought that the worst thing that could happen to her this year was the Winter Ball, or that her sister’s Slytherin boyfriend would try to make friends with her, or maybe her O.W.L exams... Oh, how she was wrong. With friends across mo...
