Coming soon: The King's Chronicles. Here's a snippet:
"One for Perce, one for me, and here's yours, Forge old chap." said Fred as he handed my brothers their letters and sat down.
I looked at Fred, my heart slightly dropping as he hadn't handed me mines yet. "Where's my letter?" I asked.
Fred shrugged. "No letter for you Ickle Ronniekins." he said. "Guess you didn't get in after all."
"Perhaps you're a squib." said George. "That's the only way you wouldn't get a letter. So sorry little brother. You'll be alright."
I felt my lip tremble, but tried my best to hold the tears that were fighting to fall out of my eyes in. I didn't get a letter?? How in the world was that possible?? I couldn't be a squib, I had displayed early signs of magic ever since I was three, Bill told me.
"Maybe you overlooked, Fred?" I squeaked.
"Do you see any more letters in my hand?" asked Fred, holding up both his empty hands.
"No." I said, allowing the disappointment finally show in my face. I got up and headed up the stairs to my room. I didn't want my brothers to see me cry and take the mickey out on me.
