bewareofspookyscoobs
THIS BOOK IS BEING RE-WRITTEN ON ANOTHER STORY UNDER MY ACCOUNT NAMED CONFUSED. GO THERE IF YOU WISH TO READ IT. IT WILL NOT HAVE EXACTLY THE SAME PREMISE OF THIS ONE BUT IT WILL HAVE PRETTY MUCH THE SAME CHARACTERS AND EVERYTHING.
"You don't seem like a Chandler."
"No?"
"No." He nodded his head slightly.
"The name Chandler is too sophisticated for you." He continued.
"What do I seem like then?" She became intrigued.
"Maybe a Helga. Or an Olga. But certainly not a Chandler." He laughed mischievously.
Chandler didn't know why the world hated her so much but apparently, it did.
To most people, she was just the overly-clumsy, sometimes cruel little goofball, that spent perhaps π΅π°π° much time with the Weasley twins, but to the people that knew of the over 1,000-year-old prophecy, she was the most prized possession of all of Hogwarts.
She was the phoenix. The ultimate glow.
She just didn't know it yet.
Previously titled "trapped" if that's any consolation.
β οΈALSO, THERE WILL BE A LOT OF HEAVY THEMES AND SOME SMUT TOO SO PLEASE READ AT YOUR OWN RISK.β οΈ