Friends at hogwarts

Chapter 1: Who's Hagrid

"Wake up you fucking slut", my mum spat at me. This was the third time this week that she had spoken to me, it was friday. "Im sending you to boarding school so paul mccartney and i run off to Arabia."

I sigh whilst i throw my golden brown hair into a messy bun and stare into my mirror with my emerald orbs. My freckles dance in the summer sun and my petite nose balances nicely with my rosy large lips. My mum, or Tilly, as she wants me to call her, recently married my step dad Paul Mccartney. I hate him. He never stops singing and it's atrocious. Maybe i'm glad to be going to boarding school so i can escape them, i hope i make some friends whilst i'm there or even a hot boy will take an interest in me!

"Hurry the fuck up i need to take you to London so you can meet a man otherwise you'll be walking there, bitch." My mother snapped.
"Coming Tilly," i squeak back as an attempt to reply.

I reach into the range rover and step inside as my step dad Paul shrieks, or as he calls it 'singing'. I think back to times with my dad, i can't remember much about him because he left when i was young according to my mother, however i think he died. My father was a brave man who wouldn't have purposefully left me with my horrendous mother.

"We're here get the fuck out," my mother screams at me. I leap out of the 2017 black Range Rover Velar and tumble to my knees in my raggedy and dishevelled clothes that haven't been replaced for five years. Brown stains from the cat are marked all over my shirt whilst my jeans are ripped unintentionally.

I lay on the ground for a minute on the cold frosted covered stone ground as i take in my surroundings. I could hear thundering as the ground wearily shook, was this a minor earthquake?

A large man who stoops high over me was most likely the cause of the shaking floor, his wiry brown hair tumbled past his shoulders and his poop stained eyes gazed into mine. "Names Hagrid, don't bother telling me yours, i've known you since you was a young'un." His dinner plate sized hands grab mine and he heaves me up. "Thank you... er Hagrid, why are we here?"
"We're at diagon Alley of course! we've come to get your school supplies for Hogwarts school of wizardry!"
My heart skips a beat, "wizarding school?!"