I was confused about the old looking letter that wasn't written in pencil, it wasn't a pen that a normal person would use either, but I was starting to wonder if I was normal, my mother, father, if the person who wrote the letter.
I looked at my mother blankly, "so does this mean I'm not normal?". My mother stared at me confused with those eyes of death, "Of course it's normal to be a witch, I'm one, except muggles might not think so, that is why you don't tell anyone.". I hesitate, "wh..what are muggles, and can we find all of this stuff here?". My mother let out a low chuckle that creepily reminded you of Chucky "well, muggles are just non-magic folk, and yes you could find all that stuff here. But don't worry, I've asked a friend of mine to take you.". My mother gulped as if she was scared, "If they ask, say your pure-blood, if they find out your half-blood, then it won't turn out well". I just nodded, went up the stairs, into my room, and plopped on my bed.
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The Boy Who Had No Choice... (Draco Malfoy x reader)
RomanceYou thought you would have a normal life at a muggle school until one day you got your acceptance letter and met the boy of your dreams, Draco Malfoy.
