Bella Woodbridge. This is me.

Hogwarts. Or Was It Pigpimples?

Bella Woodbridge entered her dorm, which she was sharing with her BESTEST FRIEND IN THE ENTIRE UNIVERSE, Tessa. Her full name is Cortessa Azcotoure Livmatre. She's French, if you hadn't noticed. She had this niggling thought at the back of her mind that she should go and meet the three girls whom she had seen when she was getting her suitcase, but brushed it off.

Bella opened a rose gold cage, studded with pearls in the corner of her room. A dark purple, lilac and periwinkle barn owl flew out.

"Owlette! Here girl!" Said Bella. Owlette was the last thing she had of her parents. She had been a present from them on Bella's 13th birthday. The owl had the gift of never growing older. As Bella stroked her owl, she thought about Tessa. Just then, the door burst open. In strode Tessa, lugging 6 suitcases and backpacks and handbags and all that jazz! (Obviously, she was holding the bags up with magic; she and Bella had both been gifted with magical powers as small children.)

"TESSA!!!!! EEEEEEEEK!!" Bella screamed. "BELLA!!!!!!! EEEEEEK!!" Screamed Tessa at the same time. The girls wrapped each other in hugs, as if they hadn't seen each other in years, which was VERY far from the truth. They had ridden the train to Hogwarts together. "Secret handshake!" Said Tessa. Clap, clap, spin, float up in the air, eyes flash, to you, to me, to fist, to heart! (They had a very long handshake.) "Welcome to Hogwarts!" They said at the same time, then collapsed onto the beds, giggling.

Welcome to Hogwarts girls. Or was it Pigpimples?