The Hogwarts Serpent

Chapter One

I have the quaffle. The hardness of the ball is almost bruising my ribs because I am holding onto it so hard. But that doesn't matter. If we make this goal, there is no way that they would be able to beat us even if they get the snitch. So right now, all that matters is throwing this into a hoop. I throw it to Marcus Flint, and he throws it back. A Gryffindor chaser is getting closer to me. My heart races at the thought, but that doesn't matter. I see the hoops, and I aim for the farthest left, and throw. 

"Alexa get your arse down here right now!"

I awake to the sound of my godfather's voice. My body is awake, but my head doesn't feel awake. It is throbbing, and my heart is racing. It finally dawns on me that the quidditch game wasn't real. 

"Alexa! Don't make me ask you again."

I sit up, and rub my eyes. Today is going to be a long day. 

"I'll be down in a moment! I need to get ready." I reply to my Godfather, Severus Snape. I go walk into my bathroom, and stare at myself in the mirror. Today I am turning 11. This is the day that I've been looking forward to for months. 

I start pulling out my straightening iron and plug it in. As it starts to warm up, I get my make up set up. I don't put on anything too dramatic, just mascara and some dark eye shadow. 

----Time skip----

"Good morning godfather. What are our plans for today?" I ask. 

My godfather is sitting across the table from me, sitting at the head of the table. He is reading The Daily Prophet, and seems to be reading something interesting. Which is why he takes his time responding. 

After a few minutes he says, "First, you know I don't like it when you call me godfather. And second, the Malfoys are coming over for dinner to celebrate your birthday. The two of you will be opening your Hogwarts letters together."

"You mean to tell me that our letters are coming today? The day of my birthday?!" I practically squeal. Today seems to be brightening up. 

Severus smiles, "Of course they are coming, I wouldn't let my little girl not get her acceptance letter on her birthday. You see, I hold quite a lot of influence at the school." My godfather pulls me into a hug and whispers into my ear, "Happy Birthday."

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I wanted to let you guys know that this is the first time I've ever tried writing fan fiction. So, critisism is much wanted and I want to hear your thoughts along the way of reading this!

See you later,

Your fellow serpent.