Harry Potter and the Boozy Bean

Chapter 1 - Boozy's Beginning

I suppose the only way to begin our story is at the very beginning, the day the world became a better place: the day I was born. It was a sunny afternoon on Friday, January 13th. A woman lay in Wellington Hospital giving birth to what some may consider New Zealand's national treasure. A baby girl who was later called Boozy Beanz.

11 years later that same girl lay on her bed eating a cookie caramel slice from the Westlake tucky when an owl flew into her bedroom. "Holy mother of schnitzel!" she cried out as the owl tumbled onto her bed. It softly dropped the letter from its beak and flew away. Boozy picked up the letter. She opened it up and a voice emerged "Congratulations" it said, "You have been accepted into Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry"

That moment was life-changing. An already spectacular young girl was a witch. It was difficult to believe and for the next few months, I continued with my life, believing that it was all some stupid prank. That was until the day my saviour Hagrid arrived to confirm how truly amazing I really was.

One night I was eating another cookie caramel slice when a hairy man tumbled out of my chimney. He stood up, adjusted himself and when I demanded he announces who he is, he simply stood up and cried "Yer' a wizard Boozy!" I don't why, but something told me to believe that this strange hairy man was telling the truth.

Later that night I was zooming away on his flying motorbike, with my year's supply of Westlake Tucky cookie caramel slices, after bidding goodbye to my parents, who I later found out adopted me so they don't mean anything anyway. As we zoomed through the night sky, he announces that we have one more stop at another young naive wizard's house. Harry Potter. When the boy left his strange home on a hut in the middle of the ocean, he looked bewildered. Having always been a sensational child superior to all the other kids, it came as no surprise that I was a witch with unimaginable power. Harry, however, was more of a commoner than I am. Hagrid explained to us that we were twins, separated at birth, and he would explain the full story once we got to Diagon Alley.

Together, the three of us travelled to Hogsmeade where stares from the wizarding community followed us wherever we went. Harry was freaked out by this and wondered why people were staring. I was used to people being infatuated by my breathtaking beauty so this was nothing new to me.

As we wandered through town I asked Hagrid where we were getting the money for all our new wizard belongings. "Follow me, young Booze" he replied and lead us into a white stone building with mismatched winding pillars. I looked up and read the sign above - Gringotts Bank.

Suddenly a sexy teenage boy appeared from behind the counter. He stared at me, and I stared back at his infatuating blue eyes. Finally, a worthy contender to my beauty. My eyes trailed his toned figure until I reached his nametag. Atlantes Mulberry. A beautiful name for a beautiful guy. "Hey" he spoke, his smooth gravelly voice instantly soothing me. "Hey, I'm Boozy Beanz and you are?" I questioned. "Mulberry. Atlantes Mulberry." He spoke, sending chills down my spine. "Could ya' take us to the grand golden bank please?" Atlantes looked me straight in the eye"It would be my honour." he said seductively "follow me" he winked as he disappeared into the bank.

Hagrid, Harry and I scurried along behind him on a cart and descended into the depths of the bank. We travelled in the cart for at least 20 minutes before it ground to a halt in front of a large vault door. Atlantes stepped out and touched the handle. It glowed blue. He turned the handle and the door swung open and my jaw dropped...

Oops, I got to go, the class is starting. To be continued...