When I woke up the next morning, I was the first one awake, as I couldn't hear anyone, and my sense of hearing is rather good, if I do say so myself. I couldn't tell what the time was, as my magical talking clock was broken, so I just went back to sleep.
Three hours later, I woke up to hearing my brother tapping his cane on my door, a very annoying habit that he has when I want to sleep. "What do you want" I yelled at him, to which I got the reply " Dad says it's time to go to Diagon Alley!!".
"Alright tell him I'm coming!"
Next came the rather difficult task of finding everything. My room isn't normally this messy, but lately I've been busy, and haven't managed to actually put anything away. So around half an hour later, after managing to find everything, I grabbed my cane and began to navigate my way downstairs. "Finally" my charming brother sighed, to which I hit him with my cane, causing him to yelp. "Where's dad?" I asked, and my reply came in the form of a hug from behind. "Are we all ready to go?" Dad asked.
"YES!!" we both yell excitedly.
"Are we apparating to Diagon Alley?" I ask, hoping the answer was yes, as I prefer it to using the Floo network.
"Yes, it's easiest."
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The Blind Witch
Teen FictionClaudia is a normal magical girl, except for one thing. She's blind. *I don't own anything except Claudia and maybe a few other characters.* *The Harry Potter story line, plot and everything else belong to J.K Rowling*
