What Happens Now? ( A harry potter next generation story) redo :)
this is a story that took quite a bit of planning from eraserbob and I sooo here u go it's story time
thanks to Queen-of-Pranks for giving eraserbob the idea for the title and i announce both of u as winners sooooo virtual cupcakes to eraserbob and virtual cookies to Queen-of-Pranks please read their stories and friend them if you havent yet so heres the story
and i would like to say J.K Rowling has credit for charactors and most of every thing in my harry potter fan-fictions!!!!!!
Chapter 1
the summer before
Clara's point of view
My name is Clara Robinson, i have long, blonde, wavy hair and grey eyes. Now that my family has moved to london, I've left my normal magical life behind for some foreign country that I don't even want to be in. I heard that here some wizards actually care about blood type and think purebloods are better. I don't think it matters any way, back to my train of thought. If you haven't guessed yet I'm american, and don't have any friends. The worst part about moving wasn't that I left my friends behind, it was that my brother, Eric, and my sister, Iris, got to stay at their fancy wizard school back at home in the states, but I had to start all over and move to London with my crazy parents. My mother and father say that soon I'll have some friends, but i doubt there are any people like me here, you know being a blood-traitor and all that. Other than that I've never fit in with other wizards and witches my age being a ten-year old, i guess we start earlier in America, and I am an animagus, a white tiger, but the weirdest thing is I'm a parsel-tounge. 'That's a really uncommon "gift" for a witch' is what my old headmistress, Mayweather, said to me last year when we talked about it. I just hope someone will understand me. Tomorrow, June 21st, is my birthday, I'll be eleven and my parents say that I'll be accepted into Hogwarts, the wizard school here, and we'll have to go to Diagon Alley to get my stuff for school, even though I bet I have all the things i need except I need more quills, parchment, and potion supplies. Well happy birthday to me! haha just kidding this is going to be the worst birthday ever. Even my parents won't be at home to celebrate my birthday this year, they have to work at the ministry of magic. That's the only reason we came anyway so why not work every time we can, right. How can I expect to have friends to understand me when the people who know me best, my parents, don't understand me at all. I guess I'm expecting too much but who knows maybe there's my perfect best friend in this foreign country. I have one more thing to say, I hate jetlag. And with that I fell asleep.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~NEXT DAY~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Today is my birthday and I'm excited because I got the best broom in the world today. Yes, the Nimbus 2012 is now mine. The rest of my day was crazy, being at Diagon Alley all day, it turned out that I did have most of my supplies, but I needed quills, parchement, ink, potion ingedients, and new robes. Other than that I just hung out at the ice cream shop, although I did run into some people who claimed that I was a Malfoy. I just want to know one thing, who are the Malfoy's and why would anyone think that I was one. Oh well, I guess I could get a new wand, mine was kind of blown up last year by Patrica Lancaster, the school's bully. Even though I went to an all girls school there was a bunch of boy drama, the reason of her blowing up my wand was stupid anyway all I did was glance at her "boyfriend" while on an outting to the village near the school. Let's just say that I was in the hospital wing for a month and my wand was in smithereens (sp?). Okay I need to stop dwelling on the past and focus on the present and future. Back to what I was saying before, my wand is eleven inch, springy and swishy elm with a dragon heart-string core, Mr.Ollivander decribed it great for charms and defence. I still don't know what that means, I guess they're classes at Hogwarts.
author's note: let's put this in a list
Name: Clara Robinson
Birthday: June 21st
Blood Type: Pureblood / Blood traitor
Physical Description: Long, blonde, wavy hair, light grey eyes, and averagely pretty
Personality: Crazy, but calm, smart, but clumsy, and friendly, but moody
Other: American, animagus (white tiger), and a parsel tounge
A/N: yay for the back button and copy and paste i have saved my story from annihilation (sp.) okay the story about that is that i tried to post this a while ago then it had an error so i tried to post it again then i deleted the wrong one so i had to save it. i saved it by pressing the back button a lot of times and copying and pasteing it to a blank create a story on an other tab :) all better now
My name is Clara Robinson, i have long, blonde, wavy hair and grey eyes. Now that my family has moved to london, I've left my normal magical life behind for some foreign country that I don't even want to be in. I heard that here some wizards actually care about blood type and think purebloods are better. I don't think it matters any way, back to my train of thought. If you haven't guessed yet I'm american, and don't have any friends. The worst part about moving wasn't that I left my friends behind, it was that my brother, Eric, and my sister, Iris, got to stay at their fancy wizard school back at home in the states, but I had to start all over and move to London with my crazy parents. My mother and father say that soon I'll have some friends, but i doubt there are any people like me here, you know being a blood-traitor and all that. Other than that I've never fit in with other wizards and witches my age being a ten-year old, i guess we start earlier in America, and I am an animagus, a white tiger, but the weirdest thing is I'm a parsel-tounge. 'That's a really uncommon "gift" for a witch' is what my old headmistress, Mayweather, said to me last year when we talked about it. I just hope someone will understand me. Tomorrow, June 21st, is my birthday, I'll be eleven and my parents say that I'll be accepted into Hogwarts, the wizard school here, and we'll have to go to Diagon Alley to get my stuff for school, even though I bet I have all the things i need except I need more quills, parchment, and potion supplies. Well happy birthday to me! haha just kidding this is going to be the worst birthday ever. Even my parents won't be at home to celebrate my birthday this year, they have to work at the ministry of magic. That's the only reason we came anyway so why not work every time we can, right. How can I expect to have friends to understand me when the people who know me best, my parents, don't understand me at all. I guess I'm expecting too much but who knows maybe there's my perfect best friend in this foreign country. I have one more thing to say, I hate jetlag. And with that I fell asleep.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~NEXT DAY~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Today is my birthday and I'm excited because I got the best broom in the world today. Yes, the Nimbus 2012 is now mine. The rest of my day was crazy, being at Diagon Alley all day, it turned out that I did have most of my supplies, but I needed quills, parchement, ink, potion ingedients, and new robes. Other than that I just hung out at the ice cream shop, although I did run into some people who claimed that I was a Malfoy. I just want to know one thing, who are the Malfoy's and why would anyone think that I was one. Oh well, I guess I could get a new wand, mine was kind of blown up last year by Patrica Lancaster, the school's bully. Even though I went to an all girls school there was a bunch of boy drama, the reason of her blowing up my wand was stupid anyway all I did was glance at her "boyfriend" while on an outting to the village near the school. Let's just say that I was in the hospital wing for a month and my wand was in smithereens (sp?). Okay I need to stop dwelling on the past and focus on the present and future. Back to what I was saying before, my wand is eleven inch, springy and swishy elm with a dragon heart-string core, Mr.Ollivander decribed it great for charms and defence. I still don't know what that means, I guess they're classes at Hogwarts.
author's note: let's put this in a list
Name: Clara Robinson
Birthday: June 21st
Blood Type: Pureblood / Blood traitor
Physical Description: Long, blonde, wavy hair, light grey eyes, and averagely pretty
Personality: Crazy, but calm, smart, but clumsy, and friendly, but moody
Other: American, animagus (white tiger), and a parsel tounge
A/N: yay for the back button and copy and paste i have saved my story from annihilation (sp.) okay the story about that is that i tried to post this a while ago then it had an error so i tried to post it again then i deleted the wrong one so i had to save it. i saved it by pressing the back button a lot of times and copying and pasteing it to a blank create a story on an other tab :) all better now



13 Comments
I love this so far! It's great!
i love it! my friend's name is clara! cool!
LLLLLLOOOOOOOOOOVVVVVVVVVEEEEEEEEEE IT!!!!!!!!!!! IT IS AWESOME MORE PLZ!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! :D
this is a group story so eraserbob has it now so she gets to make the next chapter
this is really good so far. nxt plz.
quite cool
good
nice
Thanks for all the positive comments guys. We really appreciate it. Keep looking out for more chapters- soon to come!!
yup as soon as i quit being lazy and finish the next chapter
Yeah. I'm hoping you'll give me some form of inspiration so I can get an idea about what to write. If I could just get my stupid head out of Eclipse I could focus on the story. (Don't ask. I just started reading the Twilights, and though I'm not fond of most of the characters, Stephenie Meyer is really good. I can't believe myself.)
Sorry I have been really lazy but also busy with school and cross country, but I'm working on mine now....will post soon...
yay!!!!!!!!!