My Weird Harry Potter Dreams!

I'm a Witch?

[ 1st Person Perspective ]

I was walking back home because I went out to buy junk foods. I was carrying my snacks on my left and my Narcissa Malfoy wand at my right. Passing few houses before my own, I saw local construction men working⁠. And there's this one man who's eyeing me, probably undressing me in his mind. I scrunched up my face in disgust with his action towards me. I was still wearing a face mask, but he wasn't so I read his expression properly. It was unnerving. I didn't like it one bit. I was near home, the other workers are preoccupied, and the man looking at me pervertedly is generously far away from them. The route near my house had a very wild bush, and people can definitely hide there. He was near that big, wild bush. Leaning on a gate between him from the bush. I was getting sick of him eyeing me up and down, following my figure. My blood started to boil, and my hands started to tighten my hold on my wand.

Finally, something snapped within me and I did something. Once I passed him by three steps, I turned around and pointed my wand towards him. He chuckled at my action. My grip firm, and my face molded with anger and disgust. Chanting something under my breath, I whispered, "Avada Kedavra." I definitely had intent to kill, I was just so repulsed by his actions that I wanted to end him badly. To my unfortunate surprise, it worked. A jet of green light came out of the wand and he fell with a small thud. It was honestly a miracle the other construction workers didn't notice anything. I felt relief wash over me, and then panic sunk in.

After almost a minute of just staring at his dead body with wide eyes, I decided to speed walk home to avoid attention. I needed to leave. I needed to run. I needed to get out of my house. I ran passed the living room and went directly inside my room. I dropped my things to the floor. I⁠ grabbed my luggage at the top of my cabinet, grabbed my clothes, books, sketchbooks, and more personal yet miscellaneous items. After what felt like less than 30 minutes of packing. I decided to take a quick shower to ease my mind for a moment and to also change my current outfit. I grabbed a new set of clothes to wear.

After my quick shower, I got dressed, and closed up my luggage, grabbed my backpack filled with things I take if I'm leaving the house. I was almost set to leave. I quickly stuffed my junk foods inside my small backpack and grabbed my wand on the floor. I take in a breath and released it⁠—⁠— I was about to leave when a flying letter entered my room from the door's gap at the bottom. I recognized that letter, the one in HP and OoTP where Harry got expelled because he used a Patronus charm in the presence of a Muggle. But this, this is different. I killed someone. I killed a Muggle.

I was sure to be sent away in Azkaban. But I would never go with them, not ever. 'Hell no, NO WAY.' The letter floated up in front of me and began to speak, "Dear Miss Grimwood." I paused and thought for a moment, 'Grimwood? But that's a made-up surname I made!' Panicked and anxiety rushed through my veins like a rollercoaster. My eyes widened; without hesitation I pointed my wand at the floating letter and chanted another spell, "Incendio!" the letter burned before it got to address my crime and punishment. I quickly put out the fire so that I didn't burn the house down.

I was really getting anxious, the thought of Harry Potter, Hogwarts, and The British Ministry of Magic being real is starting to sink in and I wanted nothing of the sort. I almost snapped my wand in half with the force I gripped it with. I was sweating and breathing heavily. I was visibly shaking and having tremors, I didn't know what to do. I was on the verge of having a panic attack, but I took deep breath and did my calming exercises. It took almost 15 minutes for me to calm down but I did. I was still shaken up. But I needed to focus. I have to. Closing my eyes, taking one final breath, and then releasing it. I opened my eyes and set my mind off. I have one goal, and that is to leave. I needed to get away fast, and I just know what type of travel; Apparition. It's risky, but it does the job quick. I closed my eyes, thought about every possible location I can think of to stay in, and picture it perfectly. Suddenly I felt like my body was lurching inward and outward. It felt like I was being stretched inside and out. And with a sudden pop, I have left my room.