The Adventures of Daisy Morriss

Hulckwom Street

I am Daisy. I'm 11 years old, and I am a witch. Some people would be shocked to hear this. Others would say something along the lines of "Well, Duh!". If you're shocked, you're probably a no-maj or at least an under 11 no-maj-born. Mom always says she doesn't know if I'm a half-blood or a pure-blood. She's a pure-blood, but she never found out about Dad. She left him before she could ask. I have six siblings. Five of them are sisters. I only have one brother, and that's good because I couldn't stand having five more of him. Here's the order of birth, oldest to youngest. Sara, 17, Emily, 15, Thalia, 12, Charlie, 12, me, 11, Rosie, 8, Lily, 3. Sara and Emily share the same dad, Thalia, Charlie, and I share the same dad, and Lily and Rosie have different fathers. Mom isn't in a relationship with any of them anymore. She likes being single more. We all have talents. I suppose I'm boring you, but I like statistics, and Mom says I can write whatever I want in this book, so I will. Anyway, back to our talents. Sara is good at swimming, Emily is a competitive broom racer. "Sara did you burn the pasey beans?" asked mom. "Must have been Thalia" replied Sara. I rolled my eyes. Thalia never burns anything, and with magic, you don't usually burn things. It must have been Emilly because Sara can use magic, and Charlie, me, Rosie, and Lily don't cook dinner. Charlie and I cook lunch instead.  Rosie makes breakfast with Mom. "Daisy, let's go to the Quiddich field, "said Thalia. I smiled. Thalia loves Quiddich, so we often make trips to fellow magical families, like the McHughs, the  Siestas, the Turisas, and the Collins. I walked over to Rosie. "Rosie, wanna come and play Quiddich with us?" " Sure Daisy, should we bring Lily?" "No. Mom doesn't like her to be high in the air." I told her. So we set off for the McHughs. The McHughs have four sons and one daughter, my best friend Lilac. Next year we will both be the first in our families to go to STEM school of witchcraft. I'm really excited. We will be in the same year as Kaitlin Crossbridge, the daughter of the president of magical America, Caroline Ross Crossbridge. I think she will have a big head, but Lilac can's wait to meet her. I'm totally excited for next September!

We headed down to the McHughs. I couldn't wait to talk to Lilac about the news story on AMN network. Lilac has a huge crush on one of the hosts, Stanley Burgau, so she loves to talk about the show. I don't like him, he's a brat, but I don't want to hurt Lilac's feelings, so I put up with him. When we got there, Lilac's older brother Sean was watering their Cherry Tomatoes. "Hello, Thalia! What brings you three here?" he asked. "We came to ask if you and your siblings want to come to the field and play Quidditch,"  I said.  "Oh, sure," he said. " I doubt the genius will want to play, but I can get Lilac, Sammy, and Ed just need to finish chores, and then they can come. 

We waited for about ten minutes, and then Sammy and Lilac were ready to go. "You can come and play with us later," said Thalia. And so a miserable looking Edward McHugh looked longingly at his little sister, Lilac, and continued to pair his little brother's socks.

The next place we went to was the Turisas house. They live at the bottom of our hill. One thing about the Turisas- They are no-majs, but they have a wizard son, and they love and accept magic. When we got there, Ms. Lapa and Mr. Turisa were working in the garden. Well, at least Mr. Turisa was. Ms. Lapa was working out in the garden. Mr. Turisa was counting her chin-ups for her. "153, 154, 155, Thalia! Daisy!Lilac! Rose! Sean! Oh. Hello Samuel." said Mr. Turisa. He didn't like Sammy because one time, Sammy hadn't learned how to control his magic yet, and he accidentally turned their cat green. When their son, September Turisa came down from his room with a broomstick and a ball, we hurried out of the area, because if we didn't, Mr. Turisa may have given us Myta Cake, which Sammy hates but can't refuse.